My Sister Died Suddenly Novels & Stories

he tells her Amber becomes a little uncomfortable at the mention of her twin sister, “I don’t know the full details, as I was in hospital at the time, waiting for a heart donor. My Mum doesn’t like talking about it too much as it was a difficult time for her. I was ill, Dad died of a massive heart attack suddenly and then my sister died in a traffic accident. I don’t like to bring it up as I know its upsetting for her to remember those dark times” Amber explains

With only fifteen dollars left on my card, I had politely turned her down. She hung up rudely on the spot, and my mom immediately called to scold me. “Your sister rarely asks you for anything. Can’t you just help her out? We’re family. How could you be so heartless?” What about me? I also wanted a property in Tomson Pinnacle. Earlier, I had cautiously brought up wanting to borrow some money for a downpayment. Guess what my mum said? “What does a girl need to buy a house for? When you get married, your husband will take care of that.

He said, his shoulders shrugged. I stared at his face, looking for fragments of lies and deceits in his eyes. I saw none. I nodded. “Okay fine. Thank you for helping my brother get his heart surgery.” I said and he smiled. “Well, I couldn’t stand seeing another child die of heart disease.” He said and I looked at him again, questions swimming in my head. “My sister.She died when she was four years old,of a rare congenital heart disease.” He said. Oh, his younger sister.

He informs me. "He'll never get to see our child don't worry" He assures me when I don't answer. "I'm assuming you don't have any siblings," He says and I sighed. Now was the right time to tell him about my sister, I can trust Leo with my life so I feel safe opening up to him. "I have a sister actually" admitted and his head shot in my direction but before he could speak I opened my mouth "She died when she was 5 years old, she had leukemia and passed away on my 7th birthday," I said and I felt my eyes beginning to water.

"You were never dying! You don't have kidney failure at all!" "Dad, calm down—" "Calm down?!" He screamed. "Your sister's body was just found burned three miles away! The police are everywhere! The media is calling our family monsters! And you are standing here eating an apple and smiling?!" He grabbed my shoulders and shook me hard. "What is funny about this, Gemma?! What is so damn funny about your sister dying?!" "Let go of me!" I yelled, shoving his hands off my arms.

She was fine! "Was she?" Elias' eyes mocked me. I grabbed his shirt tighter, shaking it vigorously, "Tell me how my sister died? Tell me who killed her!!" I'm going to spend the rest of my life avenging her death and make sure her killers suffer more pain than they ever could imagine. Elias squeezed his eyes shut, the muscles in his neck ticking, "Leukemia." Elias whispered with a strain, in a shuddering breath, his voice raw with pain, "It was leukemia."

She just looked at him with wild eyes. He rushed over. “Amaya, talk to me. What’s going on?” She swallowed hard, her voice shaking. “We have a problem.” “What is it?” Amaya collapsed onto the couch, covering her mouth. “My sister is dead.”

Kendal Was she beating herself up over Mandy still? She had no control over when my sister died or how long she lived. "No one knows the day and time of our deaths. That date on a folder doesn't mean shit. Let it go." I brushed my fingers down the side of her neck, her skin like silk. "And honestly, I've heard of people dying on the date the doctor prescribed as if they had no other choice. I wish they would do away with their fucked up estimates. People would do better with not knowing."

My eyes burn, and I look up at him—his eyes are my eyes, the same shape, same brown-gold color, only his are full of pain I’ve never seen before. “Is it really true?” I whisper. “Is my sister dead?” He doesn’t answer right away. Just stares at me, face crumpling again. Then finally, he nods. Barely. His voice is a rasp. “It was an accident. Early yesterday morning. She… she died on impact.” I shake my head. It’s automatic. Violent. My throat goes tight, my whole body starts to tremble. “No,” I breathe. Then louder. “No.”

" Tell him I said thank you," Sam nodded, pulling me into his chest for an embrace, one which I gladly accepted. My tears soaked his shirt while my cries became louder as seconds ate away. If there was anyone within our family who didn't deserve such a cruel death was my little sister. Why was the world filled with cruelty? Days ago, we received a call saying she was dead. Somehow, someone managed to find her body and rushed her to hospital. She died even before we got there, she didn't even get to see her family for the last time before she died.