When I'm With You

Asher POV:   

(a day after the party)

"ASHER PLEASE WAKE UP-"

"Gah!" I woke up from another dream... For some reason I had a dream about hearing a monitor beeping. Like the ones at the hospital.

My dad came in the room with a frying pan. "I know what you did yesterday. You snuck out" my dad was angry that I snuck out yesterday.

"Yeah I guess I did." I started to laugh.

"You think it's funny?" my dad raised his arm about to swing the frying pan at me. He thought I was gonna be dumb enough to just stand there and let him hit me with a frying pan. I dodged the swing.

"You're not going to hit me with that." I took the scissors that were on the ground and pointed them at my dad. I didn't know what I was doing, why was I trying to defend myself with scissors?

"Damn it— go to your aunts house and stay there! I don't want a rotten child like you living with me!" my dad threw the frying pan and it hit my head causing it to bleed.

"Fine... I don't want to be here anyways." I dropped the scissors and packed my stuff.

After I was done I left without saying good bye to my dad. I didn't care. I never liked him. I walked to my aunt Liz's house. It was about 5 blocks away from ours.

Ding! Dong!

I rang the doorbell.

"Yes.... Oh..... It's you Asher..."

My aunt looked really sad, I wondered what was wrong with her. She's been like this for quite a while.

I walked in and explained to her that I was staying over, but she didn't seem to care. She didn't notice that I had a bump on my forehead either. "Hey aunt Liz... Umm, how come you've been so sad?" I asked.

"My... My baby..." She began to cry.

"What's wrong? What about your baby—"

"Alex! He's gonna die and there's no way I could stop it! He's only 5 and the same has happened to my other kids!! I don't want to lose another child of mine..." Aunt Liz was sobbing.

"Oh... Can you take me to him?" I know this was a stupid thing to ask, but I haven't even met the kid.

"...ok..."

We got in a car and drove to a different hospital.

When we got there the people at the front desk gave us visitor stickers and we proceeded to the room.

When we walked in I could see a little boy on a bed. "A-Alex?" I called out. Then surprisingly he turned around and yelled "MOMMY"

Aunt Liz ran to Alex and started to hug him. "My baby" she cried.

Alex was really hyper, that's what made it hard to believe that he was gonna die soon.