If You Were A Movie, This Would Be Your Soundtrack
*Two days later*
"Kat, do you think we can come over. It's happening again."
"Yeah." She whispered. Trying not to sound mad as we woke her up.
Staring at Devin just reminded me of how hard we struggled as kids. With our mom dealing with alcoholism, our second mother was basically Kat. Even though our mom is doing better now, with Devin....dead, or, I should say, not on Earth, I could really use a motherly figure. And that's where Kat comes in.
:Ba,ba,ba,ba, ba, ba." My dad chuckled. "Good. Now you sing a song Andrew.
"Come on Andy. Sing a song." My dad ushered me. Devin stood in front of a microphone, he was one at the time.
"Say thank you." My dad said.
"Thanks for coming to my show."
"Come to show."
"And I hope you had a wonderful time."
"See you later."
"See you later."
I smiled. Glad that music ran in the family. I looked to my left and saw Kat and Kellin on the couch closets to him. Kat was cuddled up on his lap, obviously crying.
"Come on Devin, blow out the candles." I regret blowing out the candles for him.
"When are the doctors coming to get him?" Zach asked me quietly.
"Any minute now." I whispered.
"Mom?" I walked into the house. Hearing something being fried. I heard a glass cash on the floor and the huge thump of someone falling to the ground.
I remember this scene too well. My mom passing out while cooking. Andy wasn't home yet and I didn't know what to do.
But this time, the memory was changed. Instead of it being Debra, my mom. It was Kat.
I felt something like an electric pulse sourge through me. Childhood events rolled past me. Me and my brothers, my mom during those sober days. My dad.
My life is flashing before my eyes.
And as quickly as it came, I was chocking. It was stuck in my throat, bidding me to not live.
But the odd thing, I was chocking on air.
We heard the struggle of him trying to breath. His mouth was gaped open, his eyes were focused on nothing in particular. The vein in his neck was strained, almost as if ready to pop and then, he exhaled.
He breathed. My brother actually breathed. He began coughing, spit flying out his mouth.
"Mom." He croaked. He gripped the bed sheet with the only hand that wasn't cast up and began searching the room until his eyes landed on Kat. "Kat." He whispered."Andy." His eyes rolled in the back of his head he fell backwards on the bed with a thump.
We all stood there frozen.
"Is he-" No one could finish their sentence when we heard the faint snores coming from my brothers mouth.
"No. He's alive." This whole time, he was breathing. Just so shallow, we couldn't tell. I cried tears of joy. As did Kat and everyone else. We would be screaming if he weren't sleeping. My brother is alive.
I crashed my lips against Kellin. He pulled me close and hugged me.
"He's alive. The baby will have an uncle Devin now." I pulled back and gave him a confused look.
"Baby?" I asked. We weren't even a 'thing' and he's talking about babies?
"Didn't the doctor tell you?"
"Tell me what?" I snapped. Andy and Zach stopped cheering and looked at us.
"Kat, you're pregnant."
NotesMurder Mitten This video inspired this chapter and it really touched my heart. It hits home for me and now I cry every time I see this video. If you have a parent who has or is suffering from alcoholism, please watch this music video for Murder Mitten, because Devin and Andrew went through the same thing. It really gets to you.
Until next time.
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