A knock on the door made me quickly whipe my tears away. I immediately thought it was Molly and put a smile on face.
"Sorry to disturb you June but the cops want to talk to you." Luke said as he walked in the room with 2 police officers behind them.
A sigh left my burnt throat. The smile I had tried to keep on my face was gone. More bad news, great.
Luke closed the door behind him as the two cops went to stand infront of bed.
The doctor thankfully didn't leave and went to sit next to my bed.
"Goodmorning Mrs Glassentown. How are you doing today?"
"I've been better. If I may ask, why are you here?" I tried asking as polity as possible to the male cop.
"We just need your statement about the fire to make sure it really was an accident. We can come back another time if you want."
No time would be better. I absolutely despised the police.
"No it's fine. I would also like to ask you a few questions regarding my parents."
"We will get to that in a minute. Why don't we start by what exactly you remember from last night?"
"Uhmm I woke up around 1 in the morning when I noticed this burning smell. At first I didn't really think much of it. Until I saw smoke coming from under my door. I quickly jumped out of bed to look for my little sister. When I left my room I could barely see anything because of the smoke. My little sister's room is next to mine. She was still alseep so I woke her up. Once I had calmed her down and covered her face amd tried to carry her outside."
"Tried?" The male cop asked.
"The roof collapsed causing me to fall. I told Molly to crawl under the mess and get help. She thankfully got out safe. "
"You didn't hear a fire alarm go off?" One of fhe officers asked.
I shook my head. "No the house was old and I guess we never found the time to install those."
"Do you think that the house being old was one of the causes of the fire?"
"Probably, the house used the be a barn so it was mainly built with wood. The roof was made out of branches or something that's probably why it collapsed."
He nodded and wrote something down in his notepad.
I really prayed that they wouldn't have more questions because I really wanted to ask what happend to my parents.
"What happend after you got separated from your sister?"
"I can't really remember. I think a neighbour called the fire apartment but I lost consciousness after I heard sirens."
"And during all this you didn't notice any signs of your parents being inside?
"No." I said feeling extremely guilty. What would've happened if i had just checked their room? Mabye my parents would still be alive.
I stopped thinking about that. I didn't want to cry infront of the police. They had enough information didn't they?
"Thank you June. I know how difficult this must be for you. I'm terribly sorry for what happend."
"What you're going ask next is a bit heavier." The female spoke with care.
"Tell me." I said determined.
"We have pictures of the bodies we found. It would be a really big help if you could identify them. If you don't want to we completely understand."
For the first time during the conversation I looked to Luke for help. It didn't sound like such a bad idea but I'd probably felt different later.
"Is this really necessary?" Luke asked.
"We've already send DNA to the lab but that will take a few days. The sooner we have certainty the quicker you can start healing."
I took deep breath in. "Show me the pictures."
Luke layed his hand on my knee. "You don't have to do this if you don't want to."
"I want to." I said as I made eye contact with him.
"Alright then. Here are the pictures." The male cop give me a folder.
With shaky hands I opened the folder. I definitely shouldn't have said yes to this. My hand flew to my face when I saw the bodies of my parents. They were burned really bad which explained the need for identification.
A choked sob escaped my troat as I tried to speak.
Luke carefully took the folder from me and gave it back to the cops.
"Deep, slow breaths June. " He spoke to me. I really envied his calmness right now. I was absolutely freaking out. I let my parents burn alive.
A beeping noise rang trough my ears. My brain ignored it. All I was focused on right now were those awful images.
"June I need you to focus on me." I heard Luke say with more urgency than before.
My eyes blinked a few times before they focused again. Luke was looking at my with a serious expression that failed to hide his concern.
He grabbed my hand and placed it on his chest. "Follow my breathing."
I closed my eyes and did as he asked. It took me a few minutes to calm down a little. The heavy breathing was definitely not appreciated by my lungs and throat. I fell into a painfull coughing fit.
Luke handed me some water after I was finally done. Once I could think cleary again I immediately felt embarrassed for freaking out infront of two police officers.
"It's them. Those pictures were my parents. I'm a hunderd procent sure." I tried to speak as confident as possible but my sore troat made me sound exactly like i am feeling. Like an unstable teenager.
"Thank you so much June. You're a wonderful help. That was all we needed from you. Do you have any questions?"
"No." There was no point anymore. My parents were dead.
"Then we will be on our way again. We will contact you when we have more information. I'm sorry for you loss June."
I mumbled an thank you as Luke stood up to walk the cops to the exit. Great I was left alone in complete silence again.
The door opened and Luke entered with a unfamiliar men who was holding Mollys hand.
"June!" Molly said enthusiastic as she made her way towards rhe bed.
The dark haired docor helped her on my bed with a big smile. He must be her doctor. I glanced at his coat which had the name Dr Calum Hood on it. The friend Luke was talking about.
"Hey Molly." I spoke in a soft tone.
The relationship with my sister was always a bit weird. We were 12 years apart from each other which was just too much to really have a good connection. I was the planned kid my mom had when she was in her twenties. While Molly was the miracle baby who arrived when my mom thought she couldn't have children anymore.
The fact that she was a baby while I going trough the first faces of puberty also wasn't helping.
"When are mommy and daddy coming to see us?" She asked with her big grey eyes. God I was about to shatter her happiness.
"Molly I need you to listen very carefully to me okay?"
She gave me a confused look but I had her full attention.
I looked towards the two doctors for reassuring. Both gave me a faint smile.
"Mom and dad came home last night. They were in the house during the fire."
All happiness faded out of Mollys face. She was smart enough to understand what that meant. But she wouldn't believe it until I would say the words.
"Mom and dad are not coming back. They... they died."
"No they didn't. They were on date." She spoke with tears in her eyes.
I opened my arms and she didn't hesitate to fall into them.
"They can't be gone." She sobbed.
I gently rocked her back and forth as I stroked her hair. As I was holding her crying body I realized that I needed to be strong for her. She needed someone right now.
It felt like an eternity before Molly had calmed down a bit.
I loosened my grip around her to look at her face. "You still have me Molly and I'm not leaving you, never. I'm going to keep safe."
She looked up at me with her tear stained cheeks. "Promise?"
"Promise."
She burried her face in my chest again. A sudden wave of exhausting hit me when I looked down at her. I needed some fucking sleep.
I looked to Luke for help who thankfully understood me and nuggded Calum.
"Molly why don't we go back to your room?" Calum aksed in a way that was more an statement than a question.
The little girl hesitated but obeyed after I gave her a reassuring smile. I needed some time to process all this and having to fake a smile just for her is exhausting.
"You did great June." Luke said once it was just the two of us in the room.
My gaze caught Luke's eyes. "For now mabye."
"Don't think to much about what going to happen. All that matter right now is that you are there for her."
Yeah but who's going to there for me? That thought kept haunting my mind.