Dinzel

35// Bitter Sweet

{Rachel}
I tried giving mom a call before getting into the washroom, still no answer. I never knew I could have such anxiety. Worrying about my parents is traumatic. I can't even imagine what happened to them. What could be the reason mom's number didn't go?

The time was eight and after waiting beside my phone for almost an hour, I finally decided to take a bath. If after twelve noon she still doesn't call back, I'd raise an alarm and inform the necessary authorities. The king and queen simply can't go missing.

My morning routine was the same as usual. I tied my hair up and soaked myself in the steaming hot bath. This would normally be the time I go over my plans for the day, but I just can't stop thinking about mom and dad. The worst things find their way into my thoughts and I can't help but feel more worried then I already am.

While Bruce is enjoying himself, I'm left alone to worry about our parents. We-

My thoughts are interrupted by a call. My phone is ringing. Abruptly, I climb out of the bathtub. Yes, I am in no clothes and yes, I'm still covered in soap, but right now, I couldn't care less.

I run out of the washroom and scan the room for my ringing phone. It's a good thing my window blinds are dropped and my doors are shut, but I'm sure even if they were left open, it wouldn't have stopped me from running out like a mad woman.

My phone is on my reading table. I rush to it like some hungry creature, leaving a wet trail everywhere I set my feet. My slippery hands clumsily grab my phone and I view the caller ID.

"Queen." It reads and without thought, I tapped the receive button.

"Mom?" I call out into the phone, waiting on my toes for her to say something.. anything.

"Rachel love, how are you?" She responds, tears rushing to my eyes. I feel as though an anchor was lifted from my chest.

"Mom! What happened? Why didn't you pick my calls? Why didn't you try calling sooner? I was so worried." I blurt out, wiping my tears with my wet palms.

"I am so sorry darling. We had serious issues with the connection here and I just couldn't reach you." Her voice tells me she's healthy.

I stop crying and breathe. "It's so good to hear from you, how's dad? Is he getting better?"

"Honestly," her voice is lowered. "I don't know anymore. The doctors are working on him but he acts like he doesn't want to get better. It's so stressful."

"Why does dad always act so difficult?" I'm walking back to the bathroom to grab a towel. "First he takes sugar, and now this."

"I don't have the answers dear. All I want is for him to stop being so stubborn."

"You know that's almost impossible for dad. He's so strong headed." I wrap my soapy body with the black towel.

She sighs. "Hope is my only option for now. How's Bruce doing?"

"I'm sure he's just fine. He's out for some stupid list stuff." I roll my eyes.

"Just keep an eye on him so he doesn't get into any trouble okay?"

"Okay mom. But I won't get all up in his business cause most of what he does makes no sense."

Mom chuckled, "Sure. Do what you must. Before I forget though, I had a conversation with queen Alyssia, she said she's coming over to get a document."

"What document is that?" I ask, curious.

"Just something she needs urgently. I need you to get them from my filing cabinet. It's the file with a black knot, I'll send a description after our call. Make sure you get it ready, I'll tell her to call you when she's on her way."