Unnoticed

Beep.. Beep... Beep... Beep
The faint sounds of the heart monitor could be heard from outside the doors of the surgery room where I stood, and my father paced back and fourth in extreme worry.

Beeeeeeeep.
The faint sounds shifted into one long extended beep, a flatline, and my father froze in his tracks. My stomach twisted with an acing feeling as I began to feel like I was going to pass out; I could hear the people who were once preforming the surgery, rushing around as this sudden life or death moment began. “Hurry, get the AED!" One of them spoke out.

Not long after the commotion, the door slowly opened as a doctor walked out with a solemn expression on his face. You know, that typical expression they always have on their face when they’re about to tell you the worst happened - you lost your loved one. No words were needed, I knew. I knew I had just lost my mother. My body leaned against the white wall of the hospital as I slowly slide down it, tears gathering at the brim of my eyes while the doctor told my father what went wrong. The last words the doctor said “I’m sorry for your loss”, running through my mind repeatedly. I wanted to scream out why, I wanted to get angry, I wanted to track down the people who murdered my mother and make them know the hurt I was feeling, make them feel guilt. Although I didn’t do anything I wanted, I couldn’t. The instant I felt the comfort of my father’s arms around me, the tears rapidly streamed down my cheeks. All I could do was cry. Sit there and cry into my father’s chest, while he cried as well.

After moments of comfort to one another, my father rose to his feet and pulled out his phone. He made sure to be a few feet away from me as he spoke in whispers to the person on the other line once they answered. I gave him a questioningly look while rising to my feet now as well, and he turned away to finish his strange secretive conversation before coming back over to me.

“Who did you go call?” I asked in a hoarsely tone from all the crying.

“Your grandmother. You are going to move in with her.”

“Wait, what? Why? I’ve only met grandma a few times when I was little and she doesn’t even live around here. And me? Why just me? What about you?!” I questioned franticly, confused by this sudden arrangement after what had just happened to my mother.

“I’m staying here, I need to figure a few things out. It’ll be better for you to be there while I’m doing so. You’ll love it there, it’s where your mother and I grew up together. Aly is there too, you two were so close when you were younger. Don’t worry, I’ll be joining you after a while. And if anyone asks, your grandmother is your aunt, not grandmother. Got it?”

“Dad, what’s going on?! Why would I need to lie? And why would you dump me with grandma after mom jus--”

“I love you, Silver. I don’t want to leave you, especially after this all, but it needs to be done. Your grandmother is already almost here, lets go.” He interrupted me, ushering me towards the exit doors of the hospital after his last words.

“Already almost here? How could she get here so fast?” The more my father spoke, the more questions began to pile up in my mind and spill right out of my mouth. I couldn’t help it. My father was never one to keep secrets, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that this all had something to do with the happening of my mother’s death. That it happening, had a much bigger meaning behind it than I even knew.
Once we stepped outside, my grandmother’s car was already parked beside the sidewalk.

“No more questions. I’ll call you everyday. Be the strong girl I know you are. I love you.”

“I’ll try, dad. I love you too.” I told him before he left me with my grandma, following his demand of no more questions.

“My little pumpkin, how you’ve grown. You look just like your mother..” She said as she gazed at me, her last words falling to a whisper. Sadness entangled in her voice. And that’s when I realized my dad wasn’t just dumping me with my grandma, but my mom’s mother, someone who was experiencing the same loss as me. I wrapped my arms around her, hugging her tightly. She understood what it was for, no words needed to be exchanged, and she accepted the hug with a sob, causing my once dry eyes to become damp with tears again.

I sat in the passenger seat of my grandma’s car with my body turned towards the door and head rested against the window. Even after we got into the car and started our long drive, the silence continued on. I didn’t mind the silence though, I wanted it at a time like this. My body language told that to her, which is probably why she stayed so silent.
Before I knew it, my eyes couldn’t fight to keep awake anymore and I fell into a light sleep. Only to be woken up by a sudden bump in the road after an hour of sleep.

“We’re almost at my house.” She said, giving me a weak smile.

I simply nodded returning that same weak smile.

I pressed the button to roll down my window all the way as the fresh breeze entered the car and hit my face, causing my hair to flow with the wind. I placed my arm on the edge of the window as I stuck my head slightly out the window, gazing up at the sky and all the new yet familiar surroundings. Then suddenly my light blue eyes met the green eyes of another who was about to enter the woods, a guy about my age. He stood still, our eyes sharing a far away deep gaze that seemed unbreakable as my head automatically turned to gaze back just a little longer. That is, until the normal happened were the car continued to move and we lost clear sight of each other.

“Who was that?” I asked my grandma with high curiosity, turning to look at her.

“Trouble.” She answered.

Notes

Welp, it's a start.
The next chapter is where they will have an official meeting.
Also where I'll begin writing things from Harry's point of view as well.

Opinions are always welcomed and appreciated,
especially since this is my first time writing a story.
Thank you so much if you take the time to read it.
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