Not Alone

Chapter 2: Problem Solving

Chloe's P.O.V.

I was at home watching Dance Moms.

"Chloe, I'm going to Target. I'll be back in a while.", called mom.

"Okay, bye!", I responded.

That was the last time I ever talked to my mom.

1 Hour Later:

I was getting worried about my mom. She's been gone for a while now. I decided to call her.

...ring...ring...ring...No answer.

Just then, the home phone rang. I looked at the caller I.D., 911. {AN: idk if they call if this happens but lets pretend ;) } I slowly picked up the phone, shaking nervously.

"Hello?"

"Hello, is this Chloe Baker?"

How did they know my name?

"Yes, May I ask whom I'm speaking with?"

"My name is Nathan McPatterson. Your mother was just involved in a major car accident involving 7 cars, some catching on fire. Any who, we are not quite sure whether your mother will make it. Would you be willing to come to the hospital?"

"Yes, of course. I'll be there as soon as possible."

"Very well. Good day, ma'm"

"You too." ...Call Ended.

I quickly hopped in the car, not caring if I was in my pajamas.

At The Hospital:

I ran into the hospital and towards the front desk.

"Hi, I'm here to see Anna Baker."

The lady looked up from her computer and smiled at me.

"Yes, she is on floor 3, room 253."

"Ok, Thank You!"

As I walked out of the elevator, I noticed a group of of doctors, nurses and officers outside one room. I looked closely at the room number. It was 253.

"Um, I'm here to see my mom?", I spoke questioningly.

One of the officers walked up to me.

"I am so sorry to inform you that your mother couldn't make it."

I stood there in shock.

"I'm sorry, I don't understa-"

Another officer cut me off.

"Your mom is dead."

Wow. Rude much. {AN: I hope none of you would do that in real life XD}

I didn't really know what to do or think of at this point. I needed someone. Louis.

I quickly started texting Louis and calling him. About 10 minutes of trying to get in touch with him. I remembered it was 2 AM. He's asleep.

I few hours latter I headed home, or at least my home for one more week. They are taking away our home and I have to either stay with family/friends or I have to go an orphanage.

I layed on my bed thinking about Louis. He is always there for me when I needed him. I soon fell into slumber.