My Sister Died Suddenly Novels & Stories

“Elena is so cold. I have to hold her.” “She's dead,” Grandma said. “Jason, your daughter is dead. She wasn't feeling well, and you didn't believe her. You locked her in the storage room and ignored her. She was alone in there, and she gave up, and she died.” “On her twelfth birthday.” Iris darted out from the corner, grabbed my hand, and started rubbing it frantically. “Sis's hand is freezing,” she sobbed. “Like winter. If we sleep next to each other, we can warm up. We always could before.”

“How is your sister faring? Is she well?” Silence followed and he turned his head to see why she hesitated. She chewed on her bottom lip, making her appear much younger. Something pressed on her mind that was certain. She licked her lips and met his stare. “Well, to be honest she’s not doing well at all.” “What ails her?” “Do you recall how my father died?” “I think you mentioned he slowly lost his mind, and then his body ceased to function.” “That is correct. Now my sister is showing the same signs. I’m extremely worried about her. I fear she may die, but her stay in the hospital is necessary and certainly creating bills.”

He looked at the clock, then spoke softly, his words shattering my world, “Time of death... 9:27 PM.” My heart didn't just drop, it evaporated. My lungs seized. He had just announced my sister's death. No... I couldn't believe Nyx was dead. I wouldn’t accept it. I burst in with exceeding tears, grabbing the doctor’s collar. “Take back what you said. My sister is not dead! Take back what you said! She is not dead! You need to save her! She can't die!” I wailed. “I did all I could, but she's dead. She had bled too much,” the doctor said, attempting a detached calm that only fueled my despair.

One woman was crying so hard, they were almost like screams as she rocked back and forth on her knees, with another woman sat beside her, her arms wrapped around the crying woman as she tried to console her. Nora put her hand on my shoulder. “That lady… her sister died last night, it was only the two of them. Their parents died some time ago.” My eyes went blurry with unshed tears, my stomach felt queasy and my legs wobbled. “How did she die? And what of the others they’re burying?” I whispered out in shock. “Some of them from old age, some of them from starvation. The sister died from a fever, but she was already so skinny and withdrawn, there was no way she’d be able to fight it”

I shook my head and they all nodded. “My parents are already dead two years ago they died in a vehicular accident while on their home from the city to buy ingredients for our pastry business and my sister is in the hospital, she was diagnosed with lung cancer and it’s already in a late stage.” I answered. Well, at least I didn’t lie about that part. They looked at me gently, trying to sympathize with me. “I’m so sorry my dear. That must’ve been rough. How is your sister?” Papa Augustus asked.

I remember fighting the urge to cry. I also remember storming out of the headmaster's office and Nik following me. He tried to calm me down. But my mind was already too crowded with grief to even reason out. "That's a sick joke, Nik," I struggled to find my own voice, shocked with the news of my sister's death. He shook his head, his tears falling from his eyes non-stop. "She died from childbirth before the sun broke this morning. Alexei said Mother wants to claim the body and has left home to go to the Vandenbergs."

Nate shuffled closer and sadly said, "my sister used to have really bad periods. She died." She gasped, shooting up immediately to stare at him. "Tessa didn't die from her period. Don't worry, you'll be fine... hopefully," he reassured her lightly. "W-what? No! You had a sister?" Nate didn't talk much about himself and in prison, it was a sore subject to ask about life before incarceration for most prisoners so she had never approached the topic eagerly. "How did she die?" She asked tentatively. He shrugged casually but pain was very evident in his eyes. "She was shot. Shot with Levi's girlfriend actually."

“That’s my sister, Cole.” “What?” Cole squealed, widening his eyes at me. His gaze shuffled between my face and then my sister’s. “The dead sister?” I nodded, sitting on the couch. It was so exhausting, trying to be strong when I was breaking inside. “You said she died because of the mob world.”

And then, she said the words that put me in a state of shock. "Your sister, Mrs. Karissa.. your sister is dying!" she blurted out. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My sister was dying? It didn't make any sense. I paused for a moment, trying to process the information. I needed to understand what was going on, to know the details of how this could have happened. It was all so sudden and unexpected. My mind was racing as I tried to make sense of what Sarah was saying. Kristina was my twin sister, but Sarah didn't seem to know her. So who was she talking about?

“For some reason, I seem to be missing my sister a lot today.” Oh. I didn't even know she had a sister. “You can visit her then—” “She's dead,” she said, cutting me off. Her lips thinned into a narrow, sad smile. “She has been dead for a while now.” I snapped my mouth shut. “I'm so sorry about that.” She shook her head. “You don't have to be,” she said. “It was her death anniversary yesterday so it must be why I'm missing her so much.”