SHOOTING STARS, h. rindou

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CHAPTER SIXTEEN
regaining the fondness

Y/N's POV

"DAD! What happened to mom?!" I called for my father, he's currently sitting in one of the vacant chairs in the waiting area. As soon as he saw me, he stood up and I could see that his eyes was about to cry.

"I-I just visited your mom today in your new house. And when I got inside... She─ she was already laying unconsciously on the ground.. I don't what happened... Sayuri.. please don't die.." Dad mumbled as he run his fingers through his head as he sat back down in the chair. Muffled cries were heard from him, and this is new to me.

After all what happened, seeing dad looks like a mess infront of me, is not a good thing. He looks already frustrated, his button down polo is in its crumpled state, his hair is already disheveled and his eyes were so red with visible dark eye bags under it.

All my anger for him.. started to flow away. Seeing him this miserable is hurting me, it feels like I failed him. It hurts, specially now, mom's got rushed into the hospital without knowing the reason. I shouldn't have left her, now I feel like this is all my fault.

I am the reason.. again.

"Are you the family of.. Mrs. Sayuri Sato?" A doctor came in as me and dad went closer to him.

"Y-yes, I'm the husband. And this is our daughter... Any updates what happened to her?" Father voiced out when he noticed I'm still quite since I ever got in here.

"Yes, she's still doing fine, for now. Sorry to say this news, but Mrs. Sato is suffering from Grade 1 Astrocytoma. It's a brain tumor and this tumor has been inside her brain for almost a month now, base on our tests. As of now, I could say that she still has 96% survival rate, maximum 5 years life span and still can be cured. But this Grade 1 can possibly grow into Grade 2. We'll take more tests for her, but I would suggest that you should bring her to States, because it has the best equipments for patients, like Mrs. Sato. I'll better get going." The doctor explained and left us, dumbfounded.

My whole world crumpled easily like a paper.

She's been stressing herself this days, and now I know why. I felt again, failed to be her daughter. I felt like I was never enough for her to do the bare minimums as their child, I failed everything. I just wanted to give up, I feel so useless.

Everyone is going to put the blame on me.

I fell on my knees as I started to breakdown. Her tumor is still curable but it could possibly grow more, decreasing the chance of my mom's survival rate.

I cried and continued to cry, not minding the people around me, watch me completely broken. It hurts...

My greatest fear is now around the corner. At any possible given chance, the heavenly father has the ability to get her. And I don't want that.. I still want to live with her by my side, I don't want her journey to end yet.

If you're going to take my mother, might as take me with her as well.

"(Y/N).. let's visit your mother's room." Dad said and tapped my shoulder, I nodded as I slowly stood up and followed my father from behind.

We finally arrived and as we opened the door and there, I saw my mom, lying unconscious with two different hose and dextrose attached to her body. My tears began to flow out of my eyes again, one of my weaknesses.