A/N: So, this is a sad chapter. My dad just got diagnosed with a bad case of pneumonia, and I haven't had good experiences with that disease. My grandmother got it and died, my mom got it and I ended up in the hospital after trying to kill myself and now my dad has it. So, this is gonna be very sad. *Hands tissues* You might want those.

Warning: -smirk-

Disclaimer: :P

Here it comes again.

That stupid sickness that has destroyed my life before has reared its nasty head again.

It's like it wants to do nothing but destroy me.

First, my nana got it and died in the hospital.

That was when my depression hit.

Next, it overcame my satanic mother.

Yeah, she hated me, but seeing her so fragile made me sad and angry.

So I slit my wrists into pieces and ended up in the psych ward again.

And now it's claiming one of two people that love me.

It's taking over my father.

And it's tearing me apart.

Hearing the words from the doctors that he may or may not get fully better freak me out.

It's because of his diabetes.

His diabetes weakens his immune system, so he needs tins of meds to get better.

But the doctors still say he might not.

And the last time I heard those words, the person died in a hospital bed.

And all I can see is her peaceful face as she smiled with her dying breath.

And then the image changes to my father's face, contorted with pain as disease pulls him from my life.

The thought makes my stomach churn.

I can't lose him.

Not when I have to protect Katie from her.

Not when I'm stressed out beyond belief.

I can't be alone in this world, not yet.

I'm only 16, I'm in a band and I have a little sister to protect.

I can't lose my daddy.

I need someone to go to when I'm alone.

Because there is only so much Katie can do for me.

I hear a loud coughing and I shudder.

I close my eyes, and pray to every God there is that he will get better.

I pray harder than I've ever prayed before just for my daddy to stay with me.

"Daddy, don't leave me." I whisper into the darkness.

I close my eyes and picture James' smile in my mind.

Every time James smiles, I'm instantly comforted.

Something about him just makes me happier to be alive.

As I picture James, I hear Katie walk in.

She asks me if I'm ok.

I frown and pull her into my chest and we cry together.

We hold each other for a long time, neither one of us saying anything.

When we separate, I wipe the tears off of her face with my thumb before taking her hands in mine.

I tell her everything is going to be ok.

I tell her daddy's going to be fine.

But all I can think is that it's not ok and that I don't know if he'll be fine.

And all I can say to myself is "Daddy don't leave me."

A/N: *gives you a trillion tissues* IM SORRY FOR ALL THE SADNESS! Jeebus you guys are going to kill me one day, I swear. Anyways, I hope you liked it.