gravity ➳ s.m.

thirty-two

Becca's P.O.V.

I don't quite remember what happened between me finding mom lying on the bathroom floor surrounded by blood that appears to be pouring from her chest, eyes closed, chest still, and face pale, and me splashing water in her face in a panic. I just kept yelping

"COME ON MOM"

"WAKE UP".

I hear a door open then close and I remember; I invited my father to dinner tonight.

One of the many units of time is a second. I don't know much about math and how much you can minimize the units of time, but I do know one thing.

It takes less than a second for these emotions to change, maybe your whole world. You can go from the happiest to the saddest in a second's time.

He walks in looking like a completely different man then he was just an hour or so ago. His hair was gelled up, tie in a perfect knot, freshly bathed, he even brought flowers. He has the biggest smile on his face and then everything stops.

It's these moments, that cause you the greatest pain of all.

Everything starts beating; his smile slowly fades into a terrified look. The flowers slowly fall from his grasp and I must be listening very intently because I hear the thump of the flowers bounce off the floor. The screams faded out and I payed attention to the little things going on.

I didn't hear my father screaming at me "BECCA, COME ON!"

I didn't see him panicly punch the numbers into his phone.

I didn't feel him shake my shoulders, trying to snap me out of it.

I just sit there and stare at my lifeless mother in deep thought as the ambulance scrambles through my house and put my mother on a gerne.

Everyone in a panic as i just sit there, my dad breaking down as they swish past him.

I keep telling myself to do something but I've come to realize that in these moments there is nothing you can do even though how badly you want to.

I snap back into reality when my dad is shaking me screaming again

"BECCA COME ON!" I stand up and follow him to the ambulance car.

I tear up and I grab my mother's hand the whole ride there. I tune out everything, it all just seems like a daze, and I close my eyes.

***

That was the last memory I ever had of my mom.

So here I am now standing in front of a crowd of people, watching as they wipe away their tears and they grab on to the person next to them. It's silent and the wind blows heavily as I set a rose on my mother's grave. I hold back on the tears. I feel a hand placed on my shoulder. I look up and see my dad staring down and me. He pulls me into his arms. "Oh becca...." He trails off. "I wish it was you"

I shoot up and try to catch my breath. I look around at my surroundings. I'm in a hospital room, I see my mom lying in a hospital bed. My heart beat slows down.

She's okay, at least I hope. I see my dad sitting in the chair across from her bed. He notices I've awoken and he begins to talk, but by the look on his face he doesn't know where to begin.

"Seth's on his way up" he tells me, oh my god Seth! I completely forgot about Seth. How is he going to take this?

The nurse tells us we have to stand in the hall for a minute. The elevator door flies open and I see Seth step out. He hurriedly walks by me and attempts to open the door but I slam it.