A/N: So I'm uploading my story I've been writing for a while...read and enjoy
DISCLAMIER: I OWN NOTHING OF FALL OUT BOY EXCEPT MY CHARACTERS
Sitting in an airport while it stormed hard outside waiting for my brother and to come pick me up was boring along with my social worker who was extremely old and smelled like smoke and vanilla.
I'm guessing I should fill you in on what's been going on for the past few days until now.
One night about two weeks ago I was in my bedroom doing my homework while listening to the rain and thunder. This was around nine when my parents come home from work after they would leave me home alone. But when they didn't show up there was a call coming from the kitchen as I raced to get it while I started to fear for the worse.
"Hello?" I asked while trying to sound normal as possible.
"Hi honey is this Hailey Stump?" Asked a woman sweetly.
"Yeah." I said.
"Oh dear, honey your parents were in a tragic car accident. They were hit my another car the police say it was by a drunk driver."
I didn't know what to do or where to turn.
"Dear we are sorry to say but your father passed away about an hour ago. Your mother is doing ok; the doctors are doing everything they can to keep her alive. She said that she wanted to talk to you and only you. Do you have a ride to the hospital where they're staying?" Asked the woman.
"Yeah I'll be there in a few minutes." I hung up the phone as I ran to slip a pair of shoes on then a jacket. I ran out the door and litterly ran to the hospital that was only a few miles away from my house. I was a good runner so I went there in about ten minutes flat while I ran into the waiting room.
"How can I help you?" A woman who obviously was the receptionist asked me.
"Hi I'm here visiting two patients that were recently checked in under the names of Zachary and Helen Stump."
"Ah you must be the daughter, Helen was asking for you. And I'm sorry for your father. She's in room fivity six it's on the top floor." She said while handing me a visitor pass.
I flashed a smile as I ran to the elevator and pressed the up button about six times until it closed. I waited until it stopped with an annoying ding and the doors opened as I started to look for the room until I finally found it at the end of the hall.
I walked into the room seeing my mom in her bed with her face all scratched up and bruised. "Hailey." She managed to say. "Mom." I said while going over to her. "Honey I need to talk to you." She whispered while I saw a tear come down her check. "What is it mom?" I asked while holding her hand. "If you go into my bag I have an early birthday present for you."
I looked over to see her bag was on a chair across the room. I got up and went over to it and dugged through it as I found a small box. "Open it." I did as I was told to see an antique key on a gold chain with two rings on them as I found out they were my parents.
"Mom," I said while I started to cry. "Honey that's something special that has been passed down to every woman in our family for ages. And since you seemed to be very special to me I gave it to you instead of Taylor." She said quietly. "Then what are the rings for?" I asked. "I thought it looked good together."
I laughed a bit as I looked over at her, her eye lids began to close as the heart monitor slowed down. "Mom, please don't die on me!" I screamed. "I love you." She whispered.
Now can you see what I'm coming from? But regarding the whole situation of my brother and sister taking me into custody…well that's a different story.
"Hailey your brother and sister are here." Said the social worker as she shook my knee breaking me from my thoughts. I looked up to see my brother Patrick talking to my sister Taylor.
Patrick was twenty two and a typical sweet and innocent guy with a killer voice. He was somewhat short with strawberry blond hair (that he inherited from our dad's side) that he always covered up with a hat for some odd reason.
My sister Taylor was nineteen and a typical modeling looking girl who had the attudie of a diva on crack. She was skinny with long blonde hair that stopped over her chest and blue eyes.
For me I was totally opposite of my two other siblings. I was fifteen and of course was extremely short while I was small weighing around one hundred and three pounds (to be exact), I was just a typical music freak with just a pinch of brat stuck in me. I had short dark blonde hair that was in layers and had a pinch of dull red in them with blue eyes.
"Hailey!" Screamed Patrick as he healed out his arms smiling. I smiled back as I ran up to him giving him a hug as Taylor joined us. "I can't believe your doing this." I said while breaking apart from them. "We didn't want you to get separated from us and I have extra space at my place." Said Taylor. "Wait, you have your own place?" I said laughing. "Yup now come on the snow is getting worse and we need to get you settled in."
We walked off as a family minus our parents at least.
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