~~Lilly's P.O.V~~
It's been about a week and I'm staying with my brother, boyfriend and my friends. Simon still doesn't know Vikk and I are together, although I wouldn't be shocked if he knows.

It's Saturday, 2:30pm. Just relaxing at the moment. Well, I thought anyway.
*ring Ringgg, RiiiNGGGG* Ugh, shut up, you loud phone! Wait, hospital? I picked up the phone "Hello?" I answered, skeptically.

"Are you... Lilly Marsh?" A woman's voice over the phone asks me
"Uh, yes?" I reply with confusion.
"And your mum is... Amanda Marsh?"
"Yeah..." I said, anticipating their answer.
"She's in the hospital, got in last night.
"What's the reason?" Not that I should care, after everything that happened
"We aren't too sure yet. Come to *insert hospital here* room 603, see you soon Lilly." The receptionist hung up.

I stared at the wall, blank and emotionless. Should I go? I shouldn't even care! I rushed downstairs, Simon was sat in the sofa "Get your jacket on." I said walking past him "Uh, May I ask exactly why? And if it's shopping, I'm sure Vikk wouldn't min-" I cut him off "Mum. She's in the = hospital and she's your mum too so move your ass!" I panicked

"After everything she done to you, you shouldn't care." Ethan squeezed in and Vikk nodded.

JJ drove us (again) and dropped us off. "Thanks" I said, rushing off to the front desk with Simon.

"Name?" The receptionist asked
"Lilly, Lilly Marsh." I replied, in a hurry
"Ah, yes here for Amanda Marsh, May I ask who this is with you?" She pointed at Simon, looking up from her paper work
"This is complicated..." I muttered to myself
"Her son." He interrupted
After that was sorted, which took a while, she finally directed us to where room '603'.

I sat down on the seat next to her.
"I'm sorry.. this is all my fault I-I could've stopped this from happening..." I choked out
"Lilly, don't beat yourself up about this, you didn't cause it." Simon put his hand on my (right) shoulder. "I did! I-it was my fault she started to drink boo's again..." I trailed off "So it's all my fault! She wouldn't of hit me either."
He sighed "Its her own fault, who did that to your arm? Oh yeah, her! You had a fine reason of leaving, Lilly. She should be grateful you didn't report her to social services!"
I sighed, frustrated. "If I handed her into social services, I'd be put into care!"

I held her skinny, bony hand. Simon stayed silent, crossing his arms.

"Hello." A shadow appeared
"NO!" Simon shouted

(I just wanna get these re-published asap.)