When Everything Came Crashing Down

Aaliyha Malik's life is perfect. She has amazing parents, great friends, and is close cousins with The Malik's and when I say the Maliks I mean Zayn Maliks family. What could possibly go wrong? A tragic accident changes Aaliyah's life forever and that's when everything comes crashing down on her.


3. Chapter 2

Aaliyha's POV

I opened my eyes slowly taking in my surrounding. Why were the walls white, my room was not white. I tried to sit up, but it hurt too much.

"Careful love," Aunt Tricia says coming over to my bed.

"Why am I in the hospital?" I ask looking at Aunt Tricia. Aunt Tricia gives me a sad smile as yesterday comes flooding back.

"Where's Mum and Dad," I ask panicking.

"Calm down love," Aunt Tricia says looking over at the monitor that showed the heart beat.

"Aaliyha!" Safaa says entering the room, she runs over to where Aunt Tricia's standing and takes my hand.

"How do you feel?" Uncle Yasser asks. I shrug my shoulders as the nurse comes into my room.

"It's good to see you up," the nurse says putting her clipboard down and checking my IV bag. "You broke a couple of ribs and your arm." That explains the cast on my right arm and why it hurt so much to get up. The nurse explains a few more things and then says that I'll get breakfast soon.

"Aaliyha!" Waliyah says getting up from the plastic hospital chair she had been sleeping on. The nurse comes back with my breakfast. I couldn’t have anything solid, so I was stuck with oatmeal. I ate it anyways since I was starving. The doctor enters my room with Doniya and Zayn fallowing behind him.

"The nurse told me you were up, so I decided to see how you are," the doctor says looking at his clipboard and then at me. I answer a few questions for him and he leaves.

"Are Mum and Dad okay?" I ask looking at Uncle Yassar.

"They haven't told us yet," he says quietly.

"Everything will be okay," Doniya says holing my hand that wasn't broken. I nod, but wasn’t really convinced.

The rest of the morning Aunt Maryam stayed with me while the others went home to freshen up a bit.

"Who won?" I ask as Aunt Maryam counts up the squares with an A in them.

"You did," she says smiling at me. I would have done a little happy dance, but I had a few broken ribs.

"Someone looks happy," Zayn says entering the room fallowed by Waliyha and Uncle Ahmed, Mum's older brother.

"Uncle Ahmed!" I exclaim seeing my uncle. I hadn't seen him in a few years. "I won," I tell Zayn showing him the paper that was covered in squares.

"Did you do your little happy dance?" Zayn asks.

"I can't," I tell him."When did you come?" I ask Uncle Ahemd.

"I landed a few hours ago," he says coming over and giving me a kiss on the cheek. Doniya, Safaa, Uncle Yasser, and Aunt Trica come into the room with tears gathering in their eyes, followed by the same doctor who had checked up on me this morning.

He comes over to my bed and sits down on his stool. Nothing, and I mean nothing, could have prepared me for what I would be hearing next. "We tried our very best to save your Mum and Dad, but sadly we couldn't. I'm sorry." I burst out crying, they were gone. Mum and Dad are gone; I'd never see them again. Waliyah comes over and hugs me trying not to hurt me.

"They’re gone," I say between sobs. The doctor pulls over Aunt Trica, Uncle Yasser, Aunt Maryam, and Uncle Ahmed to the side to talk to them privately. "I'll never see them again."

"It's going to be okay," Zayn says trying not to cry. I cry on Waliyah for at least thirty minutes before I pull away and wipe the tears off my face.

Doniya hands me a glass of water to calm myself down a little bit. Aunt Trica, Uncle Yasser, Uncle Ahmed, and Aunt Maryam had gone to go see Mum and Dad. I wanted to go to, but they wouldn't let me. I reach for my necklace that Mum and Dad had given me last year for my birthday.

"Where's my necklace?" I ask not feeling the necklace around my neck. Waliyha hands me the necklace, there was a scratch on the back. I try to open the heart shaped locket with one hand and succeed. Inside were two pictures one of me and Mum and the other of me and Dad. I close the necklace and hold it tightly in my hand still crying.

After everyone has calmed down a little bit Aunt Maryam, Uncel Ahmed, Aunt Trica and Uncle Yasser come over to my bed with a stack of papers in their hands.

"We thought about this and you need someone to take care of you," Aunt Maryam says. "We decided that you will be staying with Aunt Trica and Uncle Yasser."

"You can got visit Aunt Maryam anytime," Aunt Trica says. I nod knowing if I say anything I'll burst into tears. I sign the stack of papers agreeing that Aunt Trica and Uncle Yasser were now my legal guardians. Uncle Ahmed stayed quite the whole time with his hand resting on my sholder.

How could I have survied the accident when Mum and Dad couldn't? Why couldn't we have left the lake ten minuets later? Why?

I don't know how long I cired, but I cried for a long time. Can you blame me? My parents got killed in the same accident that I could have been killed in, but some how I managed to live.

 After everyone had stopped crying, and by everyone I mean me, since I was the only person left crying we had agreed that Mum's and Dad's funeral would be when I got out the hospital in a week, they would sell my house and I would come live with Uncle Yasser and Aunt Trica, and I would go to the same school once I got better.

Louis, Liam, Harry, and Niall had came by later to try to cheer me up. They made me smile a little which made everyone happy since I was the saddest out of everyone. By the end of the day my hospital room was filled with flowers, stuff animals, and sweets that people had brought. Some of my friends had came over to see me and most of my relatives came too.

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