Chapter 9

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Felix

"So what? I'm supposed to just sit by and allow this to happen?" My fists clench as I stare at her green eyes.

I've been standing next to my mother's bed for about an hour. I'm still trying to process what I've been told. They said my mother only has a month or so if she's lucky. They said she refused anymore treatment, because its no longer working. She said she chose this path for the better. But how? How is this any better?

"Honey, don't be upset about this." Her voice is so tender, yet the sorrow in her eyes show she's concerned.

"How can I not!? How am I supposed to continue knowing what I know?" Her eyes gloss over and I know she's trying to be strong for me. I don't want her to though. I want her to stay. I want her to be with me. I don't want to say goodbye.

"Felix.." Her hand reaches out for me, but I shun away from her touch. If she does I'll notice how frail she is.

My mother and I have always had a close bond. It was just us two against the world. My father had died just last year and now I'll have to say goodbye to her as well? What cruel world is this? Who decided I would be so unfortunate?

"No! You lied to me! From the very beginning you said it was working. You said we would go to Rome together. You...I cant lose you.." My voice starts to crack as the tears start to fall. It was us. Just us. What happens when it's just me?

"Listen to me, you won't be alone. Your father's brother will be here to guide you. You only have a few years until you're eighteen." She's trying to make me feel better, but all I hear is I'm dying.

"Uncle James?" The thought aggravates me. He's more of a child than I am. He doesn't listen and there are times when I wonder if he's okay himself.

"What if I live with Adrien?" The thought annoys me already, but it's better than uncle James. Anything is better than uncle James.

"I asked Gabriel, he said with his career and his son possibly leaving the country for a fashion shoot it won't be possible." That fucker has always hated my mother. He didn't have one kind bone in that body of his and each time I saw him I restrained myself from punching that ungrateful man in the face. He really made Adrien into a submissive little shit and I loathed it.

"He couldn't take me in? Bullshit!" I yell. I'm angry, I'm hurt and I'm sad. My mother doesn't deserve my outburst but who else will hear me?

"Felix! Enough! I may not have the strength I once did, but you do not speak to me or any elder in that manner! I did not raise you to behave this way." Her eyebrows form a shape of a V. She's upset with me and I hate seeing it.

"Forgive me, I'm just at a loss. I even said some things to someone today that I shouldn't have." The emotions in her eyes hurt to see, she's worried and scared as well.

After yelling at Kagami, my butler had taken me home. My mother was waiting in her room where a nurse and two other maids were waiting. She had asked them to exit the room while we spoke. Her room was big and white, she had a black bed frame with white satin sheets. On the bed she looked small and I remembered nights where I'd lay with her watching our favorite movies.

On the left side were a wall of big windows. The curtains were giant and the view was clear to see. It overlooked many buildings and a few bridges. Her walls are covered in an elegant gray color with a few black and white paintings.

My body removed itself from next to my mothers bed to the chair that was placed a few feet away from her. It wasn't like she was contagious, but I feared that if I laid next to her I'd feel even worse than now. I'm not ready to believe that she has a short time left.

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