Without You

{For the Appleshine Mum, Loony, may she rest in peace.} The House Appleshine is rocked when they find out that their mother, Luna, has fallen ill. With their lives changing left and right, they've begun to have strains on the family ties as they struggle to cope with their mother's illness.


5. Chapter Five

QUICK WARNING FROM GIRLOFMANYFANDOMS: If you are reading the amazing book (which I totally recommended) The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants by Ann Brashares, or if you are planning to, don't read this chapter. It contains a spoiler that is key to Tibby's story, and I don't want to be held responsible for heartbreak.

     After Prez left, GirlOfManyFandoms realized just how bad the situation was. For Prez to lose her temper like she did was the equivalent of Pinkie Pie being calm. It happened occasionally, but not enough to expect it.

     People slowly began going to their rooms, Girlie being the last. She stood up, wiping the tears from beneath her eyes. She took slow steps towards her room, pushing open the door when she arrived.

     Her room was messy. Clothes scattered the floor. Her River Song journal and pen that she used for writing drafts was open on the floor. Her stuffed animals (and Companion Cube) were strewn on the floor.

     Girlie knew her mum would be mad - no. P.O.'d - at the sight of the mess. Girlie, who personally liked her room to be dirty, closed the door behind her, and quickly straightened up. Cleaning was on her list of Least Favorite Things, somewhere between "Fandom Haters" and "Bullies," but if - when - her mum came home, she wanted a spotless room. It wouldn't stay spotless long, she knew, but it was the thought that counted.

     Girlie finished by tossing a bowtie in her hamper. Sighing, she plopped on her bed, adjusting her glasses. She picked up The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants by Ann Brashares and began reading. Her mind kept wandering to her mum.

     How was she?

     Was she hurting?

     Was she even conscious?

     Girlie brought her attention back on the great book. She was skipping through parts, promising to come back to them, because she was really loving Tibby's story. With her sweet, twelve-year-old friend, Bailey Graffman, in the hospital, battling Leukemia. Skipping over Lena's part on the plane, Girlie continued reading.

     When the phone rang at ten o'clock the next morning, Tibby knew what it was. She picked up the phone and heard sobbing.

     "Mrs. Graffman, I know what happened. You don't have to say." Tibby put her hand to her eyes.

     The funeral was two days later, on a Monday...

     Girlie stopped reading. She bit the inside of her cheek, to keep the sobs from coming, but it didn't work. She pretended that it was just her mourning over Bailey. After all, she mourned over fictional characters often. And it was for her. Half for her anyway. But deep, deep, deep down, she knew who the tears were really split and being used for another.

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