"Dad, say something to me, please." I whispered. My head was low and eyes closed. Phone tightly in my sweaty grasp. I had just spilled my heart to a boy I had met nearly a month ago, a random person who seemed to me something to me. Enough for me to tell him everything.
And bree, she just rubbed salt in my wounds.
But now, I didn't care about anything because dad had called me up again, and he was just silent.
"Hospital behind his uni. Come Ris. I need to see my daughter."
I shut my eyes tight allowing no more tears to escape. I would force myself to be strong just for dad.
"I'll be there dad, Hold tight."
I put down the phone and decided to face my dad, and see the truth in front of my eyes.
***
"You want me to come?" Alex asked calling from behind. He had driven the clingy as a leech Bree out and sat alone in the sofa.
I just stood looking down confused about every word he uttered.
Why, why did his presence, his shadow in the same room as me mean so much. It scared me.I heard him shift and he was beside my side. I felt his arm find its way around my waist. I leaned into his rock hard chest.
I felt a flutter on my head, where he left a small kiss.
"What are you doing to me Ris?" He muttered and my heart sped up.
"We, we should go."
I heard him sigh.
"Yeah."
***
I rushed past many nurses, doctors and family which wept in loss.
Number 7, number 7, number 7.
"Here Iris." I turned and ran through the door which Alex held open. As my eyes adjusted to the bright florescent lights I refused to look at the white sheets.
I swallowed hard and seemed to have swallowed all the corouge which I built up all the way here. I'm sorry dad, I can't. Tears slipped out of my eyes and slowly I looked at the hospital bed.
The heartbeats on the screen were gone, the line was straght. And like a arrow it shot me.
I knew Travis, my brother. Who had stuck with me through thick and thin. Who stood as my father when I was alone. That he was gone and I lost him. But I couldn't accept that at all.
I looked at the white sheet which was dragged over him and my lips quivered as I sobbed loudly. I found it hard to stand and Alex held me up, my knees buckled and I had no control over my body.
I walked over to the bed and Fell to my knees.
"Travis, wake up Travis." I said looking at the marble floor.
I saw my reflection, my blood shot eyes.
"Come Ris, your dad's outside."
"But Alex, Travis can't die, he told me he will be there for me. I need him Alex, he's my best friend." I said slowly shaking my head.
"The best things come Iris, it's hard when they go. He left you a note. I think maybe, it's the right time to read it."
I sharply turned to look at him.
"He left me a note, how?"
"Your dad's got it, you still don't know how it happened, how your brother died."
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Bad is in, For good (Completed, Editing)
Teen FictionThis has your average bad boy good girl plot, cliche scenes and phrases. But still the love story is a personal one. Iris Flores, better known at Ris, probably the biggest outcast in her college, no thanks to her past. And the son of the greatest d...