~~~~~~~Drive to the hospital~~~~~~
We didn't speak for the rest of the ride only listening to what was playing on the radio. I look over to mom and see dried tear marks on her cheeks. Her eyes look distant...unfocused. Its been so long since she's appeared so small and broken. I want to reach out to her but the fear of breaking her more stops me. I retract my hand and look out the window in the distance thinking about grandma.
~~~~~~~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~~~~~~
I ran inside the house to get a cup of water telling the neighborhood kids that I would be back. Going over to the fridge I open it and look up to see the bottles of water out of my reach. Barely being half the size of the refrigerator then I had to ask someone for help. Just then a large shadow overcomes my own and a hand reaches for one of the bottles and hands it to me. I whip around and a grin comes on my face. "Grandpa!" I laugh out wrapping my small arms around his waist"Hey there biscuit." He chuckles picking me up. "You know where your momma and grandma at?"
"They on the porch talking."
"Thank you honeybun." He sets me down and we walk out the door together. Grandma and mom is sitting on the porch eating a bag of skins and as they said talking about 'adult things'. I run back towards my friends but I overhear grandma yelling at grandpa to take it easy after another one of his coughing fits. Back then I payed no mind to how bad they truly were. For everytime I asked he would change the story.
Oh it comes with having such a manly voice I have to cough out my youngin' voice
I'm coughing up the devil sweetheart
Your grandma took my lungs so I got to cough me a new pair
The stories would be so different everytime I just stopped asking. Back then he would play with me more until one day he just stopped. I never knew why but the coughing would happen more and more. Until...the day it stopped..forever.
I was outside sitting on the grass drinking a hug juice stating at the clouds. When grandpa came over and with a bit of trouble sat down next to me. We were quiet until he broke the silence. "You know I love you right?"
"Mhm"
"Good good..what you out here doing?"
"I'm looking for shapes in the clouds. You wanna look too?"
" Hehe I'll look with you for a bit." For a good minute we just sat there pointing out clouds that reminded us of things. Some of the answers that he came up with were so silly I would laugh and laugh until I could hardly breathe and he'd have to pay me on the back. After awhile he silently got up rubbed my head and walked towards the house with grandma and momma at the steps. Suddenly he collapsed... And momma ran over screaming at daddy to call 911. I sat there watching them eyes wide as saucers wondering what was going on. All I remember is grandma coming over and scooping me up locking me in my car seat and us following behind a loud red and white truck that had grandpa in it. We finally stopped after some real fast driving and grandma got me out and we followed bathing the people with grandpa on a bed with wheels. The went behind this door the hold ER in bold letters. We couldn't go in so we sat on these uncomfortable seats all of us silent. I look over to momma and pull on her shirt. She doesn't move. I tug again and again after a bit I stop. I look to my right and tap daddy on the leg. He looks at me but it's like hes looking through me.
"What's wrong with grandpa?" He stares at me silently then replies. "Something real bad is wrong with him so doctors gon try to make him better."
"What if they can't make em feel better?"... He meets my gaze and grabs my shoulders.
"Don't think like that mystic..you can't think like that he in god hands now you gotta pray you gotta pray heard you hear me." He says staring at me. I nod my head to scared to speak he lets go of my shoulders and instead grips onto my hand. Closing his eyes he starts to pray. I feel momma grab my other hand and holds it tightly. I close my eyes too and listen to daddy. After what seems like forever a tall man comes through the doors and grandma and momma stand up and go towards him. They're to far for me to hear the conversation but all I see is the man shake his head and grandma falls to the floor sobbing. Momma grips on to her and buries her head in grandma neck crying too. Daddy sets me on his lab and my shoulder starts to feel wet. I rub his back not really understanding what's happening.
~~~~~~~~~~~~timeskip~~~~~~~~~~~
I'm in a pretty black dress at church listening to the preacher ramble about how God is taking care of grandpa now. I'm confused as to why we're here on a Saturday when church is tomorrow. I look down at my shoes and start to swing my feet tapping the chair repeatedly until daddy taps my leg to stop me. I stop tilting my head on my arm dozing off...When I come to I'm in daddy's arms and there's a big box being lowered into the ground and people are crying around me. I look at the words on the side of the box and it reads Malcolm P. Wilson. I pause and stare at it.
Isn't that grandpa name?
I shimmy out of daddy arms and go up to the box staring at it as it's lowered. I bend down and my eyes travel over it. Finally realizing what happened. Tears start to stream down my face and I lurch out to stop the box from going in the ground. Somebody grabs onto me and takes me out of reach I flail around in their arms screaming at them to stop and give me grandpa back. They push my head into their chest and hold me tight... They took grandpa away from me...
~~~~~~~~~Flashback end~~~~~~~~~
When I come out of my thoughts momma is pulling in the parking lot of the hospital. I unlock and get out coming on to her side. She gets out and I grab her hand squeezing it like she did for me. She kisses my temple and we walk into the building. Where we meet daddy already sitting down. That same sign brings back bad memories from 10 years ago and I shutter. Hugging him I sit beside them both leaning on his shoulder. A man comes out of the doors and I squeeze my eyes shut bracing myself praying the same thing doesn't happen. The man makes it to us and says we can go see her. We stand up and follow him through the doors towards a room. He says something to ma and opens the door for us waking away. I walk in and see grandma connected to a bunch of cords. My heart clenches and I got to her left side sitting down in a nearby seat. I stare down at her face my face scrunched up. Her skin looks so pale her usual bright glow is gone and she truly looks her age. We sit there staring at her and talking up until late. Ma looks over to me then back at daddy and tells him something. He nods and stands up motioning me to stand up too. I stand up following him out the door and I to the hall. "We need to get you home so you can get some good sleep for school tomorrow." I reluctantly go along with him and into the truck. We drive down the road silently. I look over at him as we pull into the drive way. He turns off the truck and turns towards me."Is grandma gonna be ok?"
"I..." He pauses and rubs his face sighing. "I don't know the only thing we can do is pray for her recovery ok?"
"Mhm" I don't say what I want to say but nodding instead.
Praying didn't save grandpa how will it help grandma
I hug before climbing out the truck and into the house. I close the door behind me hearing the truck start again and pull off. I stare interesante the empty house and walk towards my room not in the mood to eat. I silently take a warm shower and lay down in bed holding on to King. I stare at King tears streaming down my face. "Your won't leave me right? I don't know what I'd do if you left." He huffs and put his head and my chin. I smile and close my eyes crying myself to sleep.
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Author Note- WHAAAA another update omg y'all didn't expect that did you. This is a blast to the past in Mystics backstory and it's a little sad I'm not good at angst so yeah lol. Thank y'all for reading and peace ✌🏾
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FanfictionMystic a transfer student from America goes to UA to become a hero. Getting used to some foreign place will prove to be a difficult challenge, but life isn't fun without them. ~Started: Idek~ ~Finished: DISCONTINUED ~Updates:Slow asf~