Tragic Harmony

Chapter Seven

Hey y'all sorry bout last chapter being so short.....but i hope you still like it! Please enjoy! 

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I woke up with a gasp and immediately started to cry. I dreamed of my mom. I miss her so much! I have spent three days in the hospital and nothing has changed at all. I spend my days crying and screaming. The pain won’t go away. I wish I could take that night back….take it all back. I wish I never liked that stupid band. Then maybe my mom would be at the studio doing what she loves.

The door burst open and a lady that looked about my mom’s age walked in. She had wavy brown hair and was dressed in a pencil skirt with a blue blouse. I could tell that she had been crying because of the ring of mascara that coated her eyes. She looked at me and smiled…..Not one of the fake smiles everyone around here has been giving me. A real smile.

“Ali, my name is Emma. Do you remember me?” I stared at her trying to remember. Then it hit me! Emma was my mom’s old best friend she moved to California years ago when she got married.

“You were my mom’s best friend.” I whispered trying not to let the tears slip out of my eyes.

“Oh dear.” She ran over and laid down right next to me on the bed. She pulled me into a hug and started rubbing my back. “Ali I am so sorry! I loved Nicki too. Your mom was an amazing woman and she will always be remembered.” She pulled back and looked at me. “Ali you are not alone. I won’t leave you.”

This was the first time I felt like I had somebody who actually cared about me.

“Nobody wants me.” I whispered looking away from her.

“I want you Ali. I will not let them take you away. You are coming with me.”

“Thank you!” I cried and hugged her once more.

The next day Emma was taking care of my release forms. The hospital was letting me leave if I promised I would see a doctor immediately when I got to California. That’s right. I was leaving the place I grew up and moving with someone I barely know.

I still felt pain whenever I thought of my mom, but I tried not to. I like the numb feeling better. I rather feel nothing at all than to feel the agony.

Emma was signing some forms when the door flew open and in came Lucy.

Lucy ran to me hugging and kissing me! “Ali! Oh god! I’m so sorry! I can’t believe this happened!......” She continued to rant but I refused to listen. Looking at Lucy made the pain come back.

Emma saw my struggle and pulled Lucy to the side. I vaguely heard her say “Just give her time” and “I’ll have her call you when she’s ready.” I saw the hurt look on her and face and she nodded her head a left the room.

Emma took care of everything at my house. She packed my stuff and had it shipped to California. Today was the day we would be flying. I sat in the hospital bed waiting for Emma. I let the numb feeling wash away for one second and all the pain washed over me. I was moving away from my home. Where I grew up and where my mother grew up. My mom….I sobbed. Emma walked in and I wiped away my tears and let the numbness wash over me.

“Ali you don’t have to hold in your emotions. You might feel better if you let it out.” She sat in front of me and rubbed my hand.

“I rather feel nothing than to feel my heart breaking into a million pieces.” I whispered.

“Okay sweetie.” She got up and gave me a small smile. “Everything is ready and we can finally leave this place.”

She helped me to a wheelchair and handed me my crutches to carry. She wheeled me down the hospital halls rubbing my shoulder every once in a while. How could she care so much for me when she doesn’t even know me.

When she wheeled me up to her car she practically had to pick me up and sit me in my seat. She folded the wheelchair and piled it on the huge mound of my stuff in the back. She gave me a blanket and a pillow and we made our way to the airport.

After a half an hour of silence she turned on the radio. When I heard the song that was playing I felt sick to my stomach. I started breathing heavily and let out a groan. “Fighter” by the Gaze played from the speakers.

“Ali sweetie what’s wrong?” Emma looked at me with panicked eyes.

“Turn it off! NOW!” I screamed banged my hand on the window.

She turned it off immediately and parked in the nearest parking place at the airport.

“Ali….are you-“

“The Gaze…..it was there limo. Their limo hit my car. THEY killed my mother.” I explained to her how we went to see their concert and how it was entirely their fault.

“Ali, it’s not their fault. It was snowing and the limo driver lost control. That band is something you shared with your mom. Don’t hate them.”

I glared at Emma. “How can I like some group of guys that KILLED MY MOM! UHG! Why did we have to go to their stupid concert! I HATE THEM!”

Emma rubbed my back as I screamed and yelled. “I’m sorry Ali, Those are your feelings. I respect that.”

I looked at Emma and saw her warm caring eyes. “Thank you.” I whispered.

“You’re welcome sweetie.” She smiled at me and turned the car off.

************************************************************************************************************Wasnt sure if that was an okay way to end the chappie....but its OUR book so we can do whatever we want. Muahahahah ;) Anyway Ali flied to Cali next chapter. Does anybody else feel like crying? 

-Ashy