Crossing Paths
Chapter 17
Juliet`s POV:
“It`s only for a few days”, Dad tried to convince me. “Julie, she really needs a place to stay.”
I sighed and I knew that he was right, but move in? We only found out about our family relation a few days ago and know she would sleep in the same house like me?, I thought.
“Fine, but she has to sleep in another room than me. I need some privacy”, I agreed.
“Honey, we have three guest rooms. Finally someone will use one of them”, my Mum said while she tried Carlas` renowned lasagne.
“Really good”, she pointed out and I had to laugh.
“Did you expected anything else?”
Carla smiled at me for that and replied thankfully: “That`s the reason I love you Miss Wyler.” I squeezed my nose and winked it away. We all looked at Dad and Liliane, who had just arrived and stood in the entrance to the living room.
Liliane carried a big bag over her shoulder and she looked uncomfortable around before she uttered: “"That smells really good." Mum made clear that Carla had done dinner.
"Yes she is great, she makes the best cookies in the world”, I added and laughed. Carla blushed and I didn`t knew why. Without her I would have probably starved already.
After we ate I showed Liliane her room.
“I hope you like it and I want you to know that I like the idea of you being around here. You are my sister so you have the right too. Also it is a great way to get to know each other, don`t you think?", I said trying to act friendly.
"Yes it is. Thank you so much. I just unpack my things I brought and then I will come," she replied. "Okay take your time, I am in the living room if you need anything."
I left the room and shut the door behind me, walking downstairs and in that moment the doorbell rang. “I got it”, I yelled into the living room and hurried to the door.
“Hey”, I let out surprised as I was standing in front of Zayns` tall appearance.
“I wanted to check on her”, he said while he hugged me.
I nodded and he asked further: “How`s she holding up?”
“Not so good, but she doesn`t want to show me”, I answered.
“I guess she`s upstairs?” I answered in the affirmative.
He was already on his way up as I called him back: “Zayn?” He turned and looked at me surprised.
“Huh?” I starred at his dark skin for a moment.
“You sure you want to do this? I don`t think she can handle another complicated relation right know.” He glanced back at me and bit his lip.
“I know. I`ll be careful.”
I sighed through my nose before I told him: “You`re my best friend, you know that, right?” He gave me a small smile.
“Same here”, he replied quietly and with a last flash to me, he disappeared upstairs.
I sat down next to my Dad, who was watching a football game on the sofa. Mum and Carla were busy with the dishes.
“They`re playing horrible”, he said as I dropped tired to his side.
“Dad, they`re always awful”, I meant with a small laugh in my voice.
“You`re right”, he admitted and I shook my head in disbelief. We only sat there and I enjoyed the silence between us, just watching a match like we did thousands of times before.
“What happens when she dies?”, I asked quietly after a while and first I wasn`t sure, if he had heard me at all.
But then he let out a deep moan: “I don`t know, Julie.” I continued to stare at the TV screen.
“I wish she wouldn`t”, I said selfish.
“We all do, but sometimes life does what it wants.” I felt my under lip shaking and I blinked away some tears.
“Whatever happens, we go through this together”, Dad told me caring. For the first time I glared over at him and he stared back at me with sad eyes.
“Okay”, was the only thing I replied, before we got back to watching the game.
(SOME TIME LATER)
“Julie, we have to go”, I heard someone say and I slowly opened my eyes. I laid on the sofa, so I guessed I must have been falling asleep through the match. I realized that Dad was gone.
“What happened?”, I questioned with a sleepy voice. My Mum stood over me and was already forcing me to get up.
“The hospital called again”, she told me and I felt my face turn pale. Oh no.
I jumped up and stumbled over my still sleepy and shaky legs. I headed after my Mum, who was already leaving the door. Zayn held my jacket and waited for me in the frame.
“What happened?”, I asked him again.
“They said she`s doing worse...”, he took a deep breath, “they said it`s just a question about hours, Sky.”
I stopped my movement and starred at him. I shook my head in shock. That couldn`t happen. Not know. I wasn`t ready.
None of us was.
“It`s only for a few days”, Dad tried to convince me. “Julie, she really needs a place to stay.”
I sighed and I knew that he was right, but move in? We only found out about our family relation a few days ago and know she would sleep in the same house like me?, I thought.
“Fine, but she has to sleep in another room than me. I need some privacy”, I agreed.
“Honey, we have three guest rooms. Finally someone will use one of them”, my Mum said while she tried Carlas` renowned lasagne.
“Really good”, she pointed out and I had to laugh.
“Did you expected anything else?”
Carla smiled at me for that and replied thankfully: “That`s the reason I love you Miss Wyler.” I squeezed my nose and winked it away. We all looked at Dad and Liliane, who had just arrived and stood in the entrance to the living room.
Liliane carried a big bag over her shoulder and she looked uncomfortable around before she uttered: “"That smells really good." Mum made clear that Carla had done dinner.
"Yes she is great, she makes the best cookies in the world”, I added and laughed. Carla blushed and I didn`t knew why. Without her I would have probably starved already.
After we ate I showed Liliane her room.
“I hope you like it and I want you to know that I like the idea of you being around here. You are my sister so you have the right too. Also it is a great way to get to know each other, don`t you think?", I said trying to act friendly.
"Yes it is. Thank you so much. I just unpack my things I brought and then I will come," she replied. "Okay take your time, I am in the living room if you need anything."
I left the room and shut the door behind me, walking downstairs and in that moment the doorbell rang. “I got it”, I yelled into the living room and hurried to the door.
“Hey”, I let out surprised as I was standing in front of Zayns` tall appearance.
“I wanted to check on her”, he said while he hugged me.
I nodded and he asked further: “How`s she holding up?”
“Not so good, but she doesn`t want to show me”, I answered.
“I guess she`s upstairs?” I answered in the affirmative.
He was already on his way up as I called him back: “Zayn?” He turned and looked at me surprised.
“Huh?” I starred at his dark skin for a moment.
“You sure you want to do this? I don`t think she can handle another complicated relation right know.” He glanced back at me and bit his lip.
“I know. I`ll be careful.”
I sighed through my nose before I told him: “You`re my best friend, you know that, right?” He gave me a small smile.
“Same here”, he replied quietly and with a last flash to me, he disappeared upstairs.
I sat down next to my Dad, who was watching a football game on the sofa. Mum and Carla were busy with the dishes.
“They`re playing horrible”, he said as I dropped tired to his side.
“Dad, they`re always awful”, I meant with a small laugh in my voice.
“You`re right”, he admitted and I shook my head in disbelief. We only sat there and I enjoyed the silence between us, just watching a match like we did thousands of times before.
“What happens when she dies?”, I asked quietly after a while and first I wasn`t sure, if he had heard me at all.
But then he let out a deep moan: “I don`t know, Julie.” I continued to stare at the TV screen.
“I wish she wouldn`t”, I said selfish.
“We all do, but sometimes life does what it wants.” I felt my under lip shaking and I blinked away some tears.
“Whatever happens, we go through this together”, Dad told me caring. For the first time I glared over at him and he stared back at me with sad eyes.
“Okay”, was the only thing I replied, before we got back to watching the game.
(SOME TIME LATER)
“Julie, we have to go”, I heard someone say and I slowly opened my eyes. I laid on the sofa, so I guessed I must have been falling asleep through the match. I realized that Dad was gone.
“What happened?”, I questioned with a sleepy voice. My Mum stood over me and was already forcing me to get up.
“The hospital called again”, she told me and I felt my face turn pale. Oh no.
I jumped up and stumbled over my still sleepy and shaky legs. I headed after my Mum, who was already leaving the door. Zayn held my jacket and waited for me in the frame.
“What happened?”, I asked him again.
“They said she`s doing worse...”, he took a deep breath, “they said it`s just a question about hours, Sky.”
I stopped my movement and starred at him. I shook my head in shock. That couldn`t happen. Not know. I wasn`t ready.
None of us was.
Notes
I had a bad day! I passed out at my optician because she told me i have a big scar on my lense that caused no real damage, but just the thougt of it made me feel sick. Ugh. Really frightening experience. :/So anyways I wanted to write something, so here it is. Sucks, I know.
What`ll happen at the hospital ?
Do you think Lily has to move in now forever?
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