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The Hitchhiker

Too much

Tyra’s POV

“Mom! Oh gosh mom you ok?” I rush over to her sobbing as I do. It has been a while since I last seen her. She is where Mrs. Tomlinson said she is, but she is being moved to a stretcher.
“What is going on?” I demand to know, pushing through paramedics that are blocking my way to my mom.
“Now, now sugar, no need to panic,” One of them says when I finally reach her and spread my arms only so I can close them around her again.
“Mom, I was so scared, all these cars outside,” I cry.
I pull away to see her face, and gasp. She is so skinny and weak, she has a greenish tone to her skin, and her eyes, they seem too big for her small face, purple rings surround them.
“I’m alright pumpkin,” Mom breathes weakly, as the same paramedic who spoke to me just now helped her up from the sofa to the stretcher.
“Mom- nothing is alright with you- they are taking you to the hospital- can someone please tell me what’s going on?” I raise my voice, feeling my panic bubble up. Where is Niall when I need him? Where is my family?
“Ty sugar, calm down baby, mom is feeling really ill, she needs the doctors,” Tommy’s mom explains.
“Calm down? Calm down?! Can you hear yourself?! My mom is being taken to the hospital- she is sick! She is not ok!” I shout in frustration.
“I didn’t know you where coming back home, Louis didn’t mention it when I spoke to him just before,” She changes the subject. His mom can be such an air head sometimes it kills me.
“Well, I’m here,” I snap and turn away.
They are wheeling mom outside and I run after them.
“I’m coming with,” I state. No one argues and I climb into the ambulance sitting next to mom.
When they close the door, my eyes catch the curly head boy with the piercing green eyes. In all this commotion I forgot Harry. I touch my palm to the window as we drive away. His eyes watch us but I am not sure he’s seen me.

My mom has a mask on her face which is helping her to breath and her eyes are closed. I hold her hand tightly, scared if I let go, it will be letting go of her forever.
How stupid was I to leave her? Niall is a big boy, he can take care of himself. He cares only for himself, that is why he left us like he did. I should have never left mom like this.
“Darlin’ she’s sedated now, she’s only sleeping, don’t worry,” The paramedic says. I nod at her, however I don’t really care what she says.. How can I not worry, the only two members of my family are either missing or dying of cancer.

We get to the hospital and mom is wheeled out and into the building. I follow swiftly after, not losing a beat. I am not sure where she is taken to and who is the doctor in charge, but I guess that’s my fault for leaving.
‘She wasn’t this sick when you left, you would have never left her has she’s been like this,’ a voice in my head tries to reason.
Mom is wheeled into a room and hooked up to all kind of things.
“The doctor will be with you shortly,” The nurse tells me in a calming voice, making me wonder if speaking in such a tone is taught in nursing school.
“She is sleeping now, they have given her some medicine to help with the pain.”
“Thank you.. I’ll just sit here if you don’t mind,” I sniff.
“Sure love, you must be Tyra, your mom told me all about her pretty pumpkin,” She smiles brightly at me before walking out.
I sit down and gaze at my mom. I feel my anger towards Niall rise, I take a deep breath telling myself right now is not the time.
“I see you came back,” A voice behind me says.
I turn to see a dark skinned man, in a white robe standing behind me, a chart in his hand. He is accompanied by the nurse.
“Excuse me?” I am confused to who he was talking to.
“Tyra right? I mean you must be, the resemblance between you and your mom,” He speaks.
“I’m Dr. Malik and your mom told me all about your trip of finding something you both have lost, did you succeed?” He smiles softly at me.
“I’m afraid not yet, I am on my way to LA, when I decided to pop home to see how she’s doing.. and then this happened,” I crack in the end, not used to all of this presser. I wonder how much mom told him about the 'thing' we lost. I wonder if her knows it's a breathing thing that decided to run away, leaving us behind.
“Well, I’m sorry to hear that.. You don’t need to worry though-“
“Everyone keeps saying that Dr. ?” I stop not remembering his name.
“Dr. Malik- call me Zayn please,” He says.
“Ok.. Zayn.. How came you expect me to relax when I’m at the hospital with my mom?” I demand to know.
“Tyra.. I understand you haven’t been around, so let me explain what is going on.. We have changed up your mom’s meds which is why she is feeling ill. It happens often, and when it does she comes here so I can keep an eye on her, that is all.. once she feels better she will go home,” He assures me.
“Why have you changed her meds then?”
“I’m afraid the ones we gave her stopped working,” He answers truthfully.
“Which means she’s not getting better,” I say out loud.
“No,” He replies.
That is it. I excuse myself and leave the room, heading to the corridor outside finding a quiet spot and dig out Niall’s phone.
I dial the number that has called me a few days ago. It goes to voice mail after a few rings.
“Niall- I hope this is your phone and you still have it.”

Harry’s POV

I walk the way the nurse pointed at, when Tyra’s voice has come into reach.
“I hate you- I hate you for what you have done- I left everything to come look for you- I was all over the place- I left mom by herself- while she is sick- Niall- mom’s sick did you know that?! Why would you?! You left us,” She was crying into the phone, and I’m not sure if to approach her or not.
“She’s not getting better Niall- you know what it feels like to come home to check on her before continuing my search for you and then to find medics all over our house? She’s been telling the doctors about us.. and she isn’t getting better,” Tyra sobs.
“She’s dying Niall.. and you don’t even know because you are far away god knows where.. I left her because of you, because of that call.. you asked to come get you- but you make no attempt to be found- I need you to come back Ni.. I can’t do this on my own.. We don’t have dad anymore,” She cries into the phone.
I pace up to her and touch her shoulder. When she turns and sees me she flungs her arms around me crying. I wrap her in my arms and tug the phone gently out of her grip. She was leaving a message which finished a long time ago.
I am not sure of what to say so I keep quiet while she cries, petting her hair, and kissing the top of her head, letting her get it all out of her system.
“I can’t do this anymore,” She sobs, “It’s too much.”
“Let it all out Tyra.. Let it out..” I whisper to her as I hold her.
She listens and continues on crying, shaking in my arms, letting all the lose she’s been feeling out..
When she finally calmed down I give her a piece of Kleenex to wipe her tears and nose.
“Thank you,” She mumbles.
“Don’t thank me Tyra,” I smile lightly.
“No- I will- Thank you for staying, even though I just upped and left with my mom, totally forgetting about you-“
“Tyra.. It’s your mum.. Of course you’ll up and go,” I cut in.
“And thank you for not telling me to relax! From the moment I stepped foot in my house that is all people are telling me,” She fixes her eyes on mine.
“You were the first one who told me to just let it out, to cry if I want to- Thank you,” She holds my hands.
“That is because I know how it feels when you need to scream and can’t,” I shrug. Tyra offers a first smile since we got to her home town and leans in for a hug.
"I can't help but wonder if he meant what he asked," She whispers as she pulls away.
"What do you mean?"
"My brother.. maybe he was too drunk.. maybe he doesn't remember calling me in the first place.. maybe he didn't really want me to look for him," She sighs in defeat.
"Tyra, he want's you to, believe me.. if he wouldn't have then he wouldn't leave the phone with Louis, and that voice message on it," I say.
“Tyra? You mom’s up,” The nurse peeks to let Tyra know. Tyra nods and pulls at her shirt.
“Do I look like I’ve been crying?” She questions.
“You look beautiful as always,” I kiss her lips. I let her hands slid out of mine as she walks back to her mum’s room.
It is late, but I am not tired. All I can think about is Tyra, and the way she just cried. It seemed as if she wept about all the heartbreak she held inside. Her dad dying, her mum being sick, her brother leaving her behind.. My heart hurt just from watching the pain in her eyes, in her posture. How can someone so small and young go through so much hurt and keep going and pushing on?
I can’t help but think of my own mother and sister, which I left behind while coming here.
But I am not like Niall. Mum knows where I am.. I call her every few weeks..
I fish out my phone and dial Gemma’s number, deciding it was a good time to talk to her.
“Harry?” She answer’s her voice slightly startled.
“Gem? Yeah.. it’s me,” I smile at the sound of her voice.
“Are you all right? Isn’t it the middle of the night by you?” She sounds confused.
“I forgot about the time differences.. I’m alright.. I just needed to speak to you, is that alright?” I know she must be at work, and I hope she doesn’t get into trouble.
“Of course I’ve got time for you love.. How’ve you been? Alright?” She is concerned, after not hearing from me in so long, having me calling and needing to hear her voice must be hard for her.
“I’m fantastic.. I just.. I miss you,” I sigh.
“I miss you to little brother.. why don’t you come home? It has been long enough,” She says.
“It has.. But I can’t.. I think I finally found what I’m supposed to do.. and I can’t leave until I complete it,” I explain to her.
“Is she wreath it then?” I can hear the smile in her tone, Gemma always reading me like an open book.
“She is.. Maybe you’ll get to meet her one day,” I chuckle softly.
“I love you Harry.. you know that right? So does mum,” She states.
“I know.. I love you too Gem.. Tell mum I called, and that I’m ok,” I ask of her.
“I will.”
“Give her a kiss from me.. take care of yourself,” I tell her before ending the call.
I should call them more often, learning you never know how much time you have.

Notes

I finally updated yeayyyyyy!!!!
Sorry it has taken me so long.. But I wasn't sure where I was going with this story, and I didn't want to update and making it stupid because I'm confused about what I want- am I making any sense?
Anyway- I'm back and I have a surprise for you- I have made a trailer for this story too!!!!
You can check it out here and after watching let me know what you think- if you like it don't forget to like it and share xxx

Come talk to me lovelies- it has been too long! xo

Comments

@laurenbush23
Hi sweetie
I don't like writing sequels, I don't know why, but I don't.... If I will write something it will be a short stroy, but don't forget there is one more chapter to go x

You should make a sequel to this story... The ending is not satisfying me at all - I need more!

I can't believe that they broke up!! I am crying... I shipped them so much.. please update love! I don't know why, but I have a feeling that something will happen...
Thanks Love!! xx

-Madi

@Nouiscrotch
@kt999
Thank you loveys xx I'll update soon enough..

I started this earlier and finished your current latest chapter (chapter 29) and i love it. I actually love all of your stories! Your such a good writer. I can't wait for your next chapter.

kt999 kt999
4/22/15