Her Blood Tears

Job

Fern's POV

I had to wake up early. My dad was off today and he had no house calls. We were able to be a family. My dad's schedule is hard to work with. At six forty five in the morning my parents made themselves coffee. I was barely waking up at this time.

Once I was ready and awake I was in the kitchen by nine fifteen. They we're getting their second coffee and eating breakfast. They both had sausage and bacon burritos. I made myself protein yogurt with cubed apples that had cinnamon and peanut butter.

I was eating at ten fifteen. No matter how messy my dad's organization is we always stay on schedule. It's kinda a miracle. We all cleaned the table and talked about how each of us were doing. We we're all doing great. My parents jobs still bore me to death.

My dad still wants to apply me to medical school. I told them about me and they liked that I was doing so well. I told my dad about being a florist. He just told me that I might as well pick flowers from the ground and sell them. He had no idea why I wanted to be a florist and sell flowers.

They make people happier and I know a lot of girls don't get flowers. I wanted to be the girl that gets flowers for everything. I mostly just get them from my mom. She gave them to me every birthday. My dad was always busy at work that I was lucky enough to see him around my birthday.

That's why I want a job that I will love. I can start my own business here and work the days I want too. I saw a bright future for myself but yet my dad wants me to be a workaholic. I still love him but I hope he understands what I want to do. We kept talking about the days we have ahead of us.

"Did you hear that people have been stealing blood from the hospital" said my dad as he caught my interest. "I have, they said they are sending a blood truck delivery outside of town" said my mom. "Why would people steal blood" I asked them. They shrugged their shoulders and moved on.

I thought it was weird that they said that. Who will honestly steal blood from a hospital. Those patients need it more. "We'll because of this outcome we will need to work more" said my mom. I looked at her not liking the news. Everything is changed.

I will see my parents less and the hospital bloodwork will be lost. I didn't like the news of any of this. I knew that the time with my family will be lost again and I will have to wish the next time that we are together. I was so heart broken to hear this. "That's fine with me as long as the patients have what they need" my dad said proving my point.

I saw my mom look at me. She probably saw a frown on my face. "Let's make lunch" my parents said. It was one thirty when we began to eat. They made themselves barbecue chicken. I was happy with my veggie delight sub. Fluffy was eating her lunch with us as well. I was trying to enjoy the rest of the day.

My dad was cleaning the kitchen after all of us finished eating. I was on my phone as my mom was doing her Pilates workout for the day. This was a huge improvement then our regular days. We we're all talking to each other for hours. I kept studying their faces so I could remember how they looked today. I still feel alone when they are gone.

I think that's why I am so shy. I'm not used to being social but they are. We are just different people. "Drink" said my dad as he handed me a organic beverage. It was three already and my dad gave us our favorite drinks. Of course mine was vegan.

I even grabbed myself a banana to eat. I was snacking on a few foods with my mom. Me and my mom both grabbed protein bars to eat. We both enjoyed snacking on a lot of the same thing. My dad never has snack. He just sat on the couch with us to watch tv. My mom finished her Pilates routine.

After we finished watching our movie we grabbed some food. It was four when my dad was starting to get hungry again since he didn't have snack. My dad is a great cook but I will never eat his food. He made fish and and chips with fries and coleslaw. I stuck with my own made food.

I had chickpea tuna sandwich with hummus. Fluffy had her food as well. Keeping up with my dad' schedule is very hard. I don't see how he can pull it off. My parents were having a Diet Coke with their meal. I didn't drink anything with my sandwich.

Both of my parents went to bed early. I stayed awake watching movies and shows on Netflix. I felt alone but Fluffy stayed by my side. It was nine o'clock and I only knew the time because I had two bowls of Cheerios with soy milk. I try to not snack so much.

I stayed on the couch giving Fluffy belly rubs. My arm fell asleep as I kept giving her attention. I was still trying to eat my snack. I knew moments like this with my family will disappear. I knew this from a very young age. My perspective hasn't changed at all.

I mean you can only get used their their twelve hour work days. Nothing else matters when it comes to their work. I probably won't get to have much time with them after high school. I would have to leave home soon and start my own life I just want them to be there for it then.