The Phone Call That Changed My World
By: luvhapyhoa
Revised by: DragonFlyies
{Gran's POV}
I gasped. I dropped my coffee mug and it shattered all over the floor, with a flow of coffee as well. It has been three days since Nina got the phone call. The phone call that put her in some odd depression. She hasn't slept or moved or changed her clothes out of the sweat pants and sweatshirt I didn't recognize. I literally had to force things down her throat to get her to eat. But, now I know what happened. I was reading the newspaper and I saw an article about a plane crash coming to America. I saw one of the unfound victims was Fabian. As in Fabian Rutter.
"Nina sweetie. I know what happened," I said, Nina didn't move. I hugged her anyway. I felt her body relax and I heard her cry on my shoulder. I couldn't help but cry too. I've never seen her that upset in my entire life. I rocked her back and forth. Maybe she will get over it someday. But I always knew that there was something between them, something that you couldn't explain even with the most complicated words. But you can use two words. True Love
{Nina's POV}
Gran and I must have cried for hours. Well, I mostly cried.
"Sweetie, everything is ok," My gran tried to comfort me, but I just cried harder. Since it was a Tuesday, my gran had to go to work. She kept asking me if I was ok, until she closed the front door.
~2 Hours Later~
I was watching the Notebook, which happened to be my favorite movie. My face was still red from crying. All of a sudden I got the rush of a feeling that I was going to see my breakfast again. I threw up for probably 2 hours, or until nothing was in my stomach. I haven't felt this sick since, since… well, never. I made sure that I didn't get anything on my sweatshirt, or sweatpants. They were Fabian's. He left them here the last time he visited. I felt comfortable in them. Like his own arms were wrapped around me again. I thought. I realized. I searched my head for the answer to the question and it came back as yes. I loved Fabian Rutter. And now, he was gone and never coming back… ever. He will never come back. I collapsed on my bathroom floor. The porcelain tiles hit my head, that's when things went hazy, then blurry, then black.
{Gran's POV}
"Nina! I'm home!" I said, closing the door to our home. No answer.
"Nina?" I walked into the bathroom. There was Nina on the ground passed out, with a little blood around her head on the tiles.
"Nina!" I screeched, I took out Nina's cell phone from her sweatshirt pocket and dialed 911.
OK so i posted the 2ed chapter because I thought that you needed more than that. This will be one of the only times I post two chapters of the same story in one day. Oh and just a heads up, I don't start to post a story till I'm finished with it and its completely complete so I don't just stop writing it and leave you guys hanging. I always hated that and I bet all of you do too.
Anyway, please tell me what you think. Even if its just one person, if i know that at least one person is reading and likes it, I will post more chapters.
LOL yay! This is so exciting! Well... not the story right now... but, you know... the whole 1st real posting of a story... yaaaaaa... :$