Mischief

17

tw - child abuse

It's been a week mother hasn't talked to me, she was sitting on the bed with no emotions. I was staring at her while she stared at the black large screen.

"Mrs West? How are you doing?" My fiancé walked inside the room as he was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hands, those tulips that my mother loves.

"Roman, is that you?" Because of her cancer, her sight got deteriorated and she can't recognize people.

"It's me, your daughter's lover." He smiled as he glanced at me, I was sitting far away in a chair. It's been a while I haven't utter a word to her, fear of her.

"Tina's? But I thought she was with Jay." My mother tilted her head in confusion, I rolled my eyes as she pretended to ignore her second daughter.

"No, Manelle."

"Manelle." She called my name with no emotion, anger and despise. I narrowed my eyes on her as she kept her face toward Roman's who smiled politely.

"We are getting married in a few months." I widened my eyes at his words, he looked at me and winked.

Fucking bastard winked at me.

"I will not be here at your wedding, Roman because of my health." She shook her head desperately.

"Don't say that, I will wish for you to get better in order to attend our wedding." He declared seriously, I pinched the bridge of my nose in annoyance.

The door got opened by the nurse who walked inside, her eyes stayed on Roman's face for a long time. She turned toward me and her cheeks heated because of the embarrassment since I caught her.

"Sorry, I'm here to give Mrs West the pills." She didn't seemed sincere as she dragged the troller beside my mother's bed where Roman was currently there.

"Roman, I hope you will do better and create a beautiful family." My mother held his hand and touched it softly, he nodded with a smirk on his face and he glanced at me again.

"I will, definitely."

Was he talking about me? Does he want to create a family with me?

My cheeks started to heat up and my heart was beating fast than a normal heart. And I felt my stomach was doing some somersaults, like that flip-flopping feelings by his words which confused me.

It annoyed me how he affects me, I stood up and left the room, the need to breathe outside was more important than staring at my mother. I was standing outside in the hospital garden as I watched the kids playing.

"You are so beautiful!" A kid stumbled across me, I tried to hold on him before he falls down on the ground.

I laughed and helped him up, "I'm flattered by your compliment."

"Rick, you can't just say that to everyone!" A man hit the head of the kid, earning a yell of pain from him.

"This kid is a player, do not listen to him." The man talked to me and I nodded with a smile on my face as I watched the kid get away from us.

"Kids these days, they can't help but to act like this." I rolled my eyes playfully.

"He says it's for the 'rizz', don't understand what he meant by that." He shrugged and I chuckled, the man was a head taller than me. His blond hair under the sunlight and those green eyes with a speck of brown enforcing the beauty of his eyes.

"I'm Vince."

"Manelle." I held my hand out to shake.

"Nice to meet you." I noticed that he was wearing a white lab coat, meaning that he's a doctor here in this hospital and the name tag clipped on the pocket of coat.