Mason's P.O.V.
She unresponsive they said. The words continue as I sit on my bed contemplating what's going on. Isabelle forced me to come home at least for 1 hour.
They're certain she won't wake up they said.
I'm not sure how this happened. I mean, I am. But i'm not.
It's simple really. Overstimulation, acute cancer, and food positioning don't mix.
They said she was stressed about her chemical Or that's what they think. That the stress was causing her to have a high blood pressure. They know it. When they checked last time it was high.
The stress of cancer built up inside her and created high blood pressure. High blood pressure can mess with your heart. It's partially why she couldn't breathe.
Another part of it was the chemo wasn't working. Acute Myeloid Leukemia moves fast and is critical. Hers wasn't treated quickly enough. It caused her to have all the symptoms at the restaurant.
Last but not least, food poisoning. We had had eggs that morning and hers must not have been cooked all of the way through. It weakened her immune system and she was screwed over by then.
I hear Isabelle walk into the room and my head snaps up.
"You have to Mason." She hold outs the phone.
"If I call, will you not bother me? No offense to you. Your really nice and all and have done a lot for us, but I need time to think and be alone and not be bothered. Just give me a day."
"That's fine. Now call them."
I dial up the number I found online and call it. It picks up on the third ring.
"Boston City Police Department. How can we help?"
"I need tos peak with Julie Johnson and Ethan Johnson please."
"No can do. 1st degree murderers. Not happening."
"It's an emergency, please. Somethings going on with their daughter. My twin sister." He sighs and I can hear him moving down the hallway toying with the keys in his hands through the phone.
"You have 15 minutes." I hear him hand the phone over.
"Oh my goodness, Mason. How are you? Are you okay?"
"No mom. I'm not okay." I break down into tears. "1 month ago Claire was re-diagnosed with Acute Myeloid Leukemia mom." She gasps. "It had been there for 2-3 months and we hadn't known. They said she could've died any second. But she didn't." The words getter harder and harder to say. "Last night it caught up to her. The Leukemia was too fast and the chemo was doing nothing. She had just shaved her head last night." I can hear mom crying and my voice shakes. "She overstimulated. And had food poisoning, apparently." I take a deep breath. "She's unresponsive." I can hear mom scream over the phone. ANd then I hear her crying.
We sit right there for 5 minutes as she cries and I look at the clock. 10 minutes left.
"Mom. Why did you murder them?" She takes a deep breath, I can hear it.
"I didn't."
"What do you mean?"
"We were framed. We have a trial in 2 days. We were going to ask if you wnated to come to it."
"Maybe. We don't know when Claira's funeral will be," I say, wincing at the word funeral.
"She's not dead yet. Have some faith in your sister, jesus christ."
We talk for a couple of minutes and then she has to go.
"How'd it go?" Isabelle asks as she walks into the kitchen. I have my hands in my hair and elbwn on the table.
"Fine." The doorbell rings and I get up.
"I got it," I tell her and walk to the front door.
When I open the frnt door, I see Cash standing there. I wrap him in a tight hug. Cash is Ruby's twin brother.
"Where's Claire?" he asks, untangling himself frm the hug. I look down. He gasps.
"What happened?" he asks, already crying. I explain what happened and how she'sunresponsive and won't make it.
"I'm going to see her," he informs, running out to his car.
'Wait for me!" I yell.
"Isabelle!" I yell. No answer.
"Isabelle!" I yell again and she appears in front of me.
"Yes?"
"I'm going to the hospital."
"Okay."
I run out to the car, and hop in the passenger's seat.
"Drive," I demand.
We arrive within 15 minutes.
"Follow me," I instruct him as I check in.
Heading up the stairs, I turn the corner and see all of the boys sitting in the waiting room.
"How is she," I ask.
"Unresponsive," Connor answers. "These four are falling apart at the seams. No one of them have said a word.
"And you're not? And They've only known her for a month. They can't be that sad."
"Wanna bet."
"No because you always win our bets."
"Fine," he responds grumpily. His eyes are all red and he must have been crying.
"Can we go into the hospital room?" Cash asks from behind me.
"Yeah I would think so."
We walk into the hospital room and he imediately runs over by her side and starts talking. I leave the room.
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Cash
I've never thought I'd have to go through losing both of my bestfriends. Ruby was my bestfriend and she was taken from me. Now Claira is doing the same.
At least if Claira leaves, Ruby won't be lonely. They'll be together.
"Claira. Please wake up. I'm not going to survive if you die. I mean, I might survive but I won't live. I can't live without you. Ruby has already left me." I pause for a moment.
"Claira. You're my bestfriend. And if you're leaving, I need to confess something to you. I love you. I have since we were 13. I just wanted to tell you. You probabaly can't hear me, but I needed to let you know."
She still hasn't moved or woken up. I hoped it would be like those books or movies where you say something meaningful and confess your feelings for them and they wake up. But this is real life.
I let go of her hand and head back out to the hospital. The moment I walk out of the hospital room, the smell of the hospital hits me and I'm hit with Deja Vu. It's too much like when Ruby was in the hospital. I break down in tears. Meltdown in the middle of the waiting room as all of the boys stare at me and Mason runs to my side.
"It's okay Cash. It happened to me too."
"It's not okay. And this is too much like Ruby. Ruby's gone. And soon Claira's going to be gone. I can't live without both of them. I can't even live without one of me. Two of the most important people in our lives have or about to leave us Mason." I'm sobbing.
"Cash, I know, it's sad. But it will be okay." He's crying too.
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9:52 PM
Mason's P.O.V.
The sounds of sobs echo throughout the room.
"Are you guys ready?" The doctor asks, sorrow in his voice.We all nod. He presses a few buttons and the machine starts to beat as the line stops and becomes flat. I turn to Cash and hug him. We stand there for a few minutes then everyone walks out, but me.
I walk over to Claire and grab her cold, lifeless hand.
"I love you Claira, is all I say as I leave the room.
Then I hear the beep of the heart monitor. And see Claira fluttering her eyes open.
"I love you too," she slurs to me. I don't think I have ever had a bigger smile on my face.
"How?"
"How what?" she asks.
"How are you alive," I ask in disbelief.
"I don't know."
I take that as an answer and run to the doorway calling for doctors.
My sister is alive.
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Thanks to everyone for reading and I hope you enjoyed. Originally, I hadn't planned for this to happen then I decided screw it. You only live once.
Anyways, feel free to comment any thing especially, Q and A questions!
QOTC: What's your favorite holiday?
AOTC: I love Christmas, but I also love Halloween!