Poison

Panicked. 8

Isabela mae

The car came to a slow stop in the parking lot of the hospital my mother was currently staying at. I grew nervous as me and Lucas exited the car. I hadn't seen my mother in weeks. And now my reason to finally see her is because of an attack.

My stomach flipped at the thought of my mother being attacked. A sharp pain stabbed at my back, and in my chest. I winced slightly and gripped my stomach.

"You Okay?" Lucas asked. He was very concerned he was also nervous. I nodded. "Come on" he said.

He placed his arm on my back and lead me forward. He walked me all the way to the entrance of the hospital. I stopped in my tracks.

"Umm Lucas" I said quietly. He turned to me. He hummed as if to say 'yeah' "I think I need to show you something." I pulled the knife out of my pocket and handed it to him.

"What is this?" He looked at the knife in his hands. He smoothed his thumb along the engraving of 'backstabbed'

"Just look at it" I told him. "What name is she going by? Her fake one?"

"Huh- oh yeah her fake one," he told me.

Without hesitation I ran straight through the doors, and straight to the front desk. I tapped my hand on it rapidly to get the woman's attention.

"Hey- hey!" I said "excuse me?!" I asked her "hey- Maya Waters! Where is Maya Waters?!!"

"Okay ma'am I'm going to have to ask you to calm down" she told me. She placed her palm on the counter. I was breathing heavy and looking at this woman like she was crazy.

"Tell me where Maya Waters is!" I told her "now!"

"I'm sorry, who're you?" The woman asked.

"I'm Valentina, Maya's daughter" as I said that someone walked into the room.

"What's going on?" I turned to see who said that. It was Diego.

"Oh my god," I said before rushing over and practically throwing myself over him. He gripped his arms around me tightly. "Where's mamá?" I asked urgently.

"This way" he said. Me and Lucas followed Diego down the hallway and into a hospital room. In the room was Rodrigo and Ivan, my two other brothers, and a bed with my mother in it.

"Oh mamá!" I cried before rushing over to her bedside. "Mamá, oh I was so worried!" I cried and held her face in my hands.

"My sweet Bela" my mother said sweetly. "I have missed you very much." She teared up.

"I'm here now mamá." I breathed "im here"

"Bela.." Ivan said. I looked around at my oldest brother. I smiled slightly. Tears were forming in his eyes. It's the first time I've seen him show any form of emotion. I stood up and hugged my brother. "Good to see you Bela." I pulled away.

"We were all so relieved when Diego told us you were alive." Rodrigo told me. I hugged him tightly. "Mamá is being released soon. You should come home with us." he said.

I turned and looked to Lucas. He stood apprehensively. He was uncomfortable in a room with my family, all of them extremely worried about where I had been and Lucas is the one who kept me from them.

"I'm not sure I'd be able to come home" I smiled slightly.

"Isabela....if you want to...you can go home and get some of your stuff." Lucas said. "But you have to come back to my house though." I smiled at him. It was very sweet of him to let me do that. He was reluctant to let me go home, but he knew how much I wanted to.

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I stayed sat in the room with my mother. I sat on the chair next to her and fiddled with my hands in my lap. I was thinking about what Lucas was talking on the phone about earlier. It was kinda worrying. Lucas told me he'd be in the car. He told me to stay in the hospital and not to leave without letting him know.

My mother was sleeping peacefully. My eyes trailed down her body. I noticed big bruises all over her arms and chest. The had deep stitches in her neck. Why would this swan person attack my mother? She isn't that big of a deal in the mafia world. She tries to keep out of it a lot. I was looking at her injuries and it almost looked as if no one actually attacked her to kill her they only attacked to injure. It's as if this person was doing this to get at someone else I couldn't help but think they were trying to get at me. I mean the knife in the back saying backstabbed and now my mother attacked.

She began to fuss in her sleep. I shuffled the chair forward and grabbed her hand. She rolled  her head to me and she stared her innocent eyes into mine.

"My sweet Bela" she said weakly. She always said that.

"I'm here mamá"

"I love you" she told me. "No matter what."

I teared up.

"I love you too."

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