Hollow

Chapter 16

The car ride was the most quiet it has ever been. Mary Toledo's car has never been this silent.

We weren't going home if that's what you're thinking. We were going to stay at a hotel until we found Timmy.

I didn't talk to Miss Toledo since we found out that Timmy was missing.

I felt bad for her. I know how she felt. Losing Timmy to her was like losing Ma'am to me, and I don't want her to feel that type of pain.

I was scared. I didn't know what to say. But I had to say something. I have to be with her like how she was with me on that day.

The day when I saw Ma'am.

I remember walking in that house, I remember stepping on the note and reading it.. I remember running to the living room and finding Ma'am.

I didn't instantly believe she was gone. That minute, I was pounding on her chest begging her to wake up,

I remember myself screaming on top of my lungs for her to get up. "WAKE UP! PLEASE!"

"Don't leave me!"

I sobbed like I never cried before,

I screamed like I never screamed before.

And my heart broke, like how it never broke before.

When I found no heartbeat, I took a good look at her, A REAL good look.

Tears didn't fall out, memories didn't come by.

Because thats when I found out that Ma'am died from suicide.

Three empty pill bottles were found on the stand next to her.

I didn't understand.

I was so angry at her. It's like sadness didn't exist.

"WHY DID YOU DO THIS!" I screamed.

"That's when she found me. Miss Toledo found me, in the middle of yelling at my dead grandmother.

The door flew open.

Timmy didn't come, it was just her, looking just as shocked as me when she saw the whole scene.

She looked at Ma'am and then looked at me with tears falling out of her eyes.

I was never the one who dialed 911, she was.

See, that's why I don't want her to feel that pain. With her own son.

Thinking about the time made tears crowd my eyes again. I looked over at her.

I put my hand on her's.

And that's when she looked at me, at that red light stop.

" W-We will find him, Miss Toledo, I know he is fine." I tried my best to let out a smile.

She let out a bigger smile, patting my head. "I know he is okay too."

She turned back to the wheel.

It was a lie. All I heard in her voice was numbness. She didn't know what to think.

To be honest, I didn't really know what to think either.

Four long minutes later we made it to the hotel. It was pretty small, but we made it work.

After she checked in we unlocked the door.

Both of us did not care what the room looked like. It was just one bed. Which we both had to share, with a bathroom.

It was my first time seeing a hotel room, but like I said, I didn't care what it looked like.

He stayed in our clothes and we just plopped in the bed without saying anything.

We both laid there, under the covers, both of us laying in different directions.

I thought she fell asleep, but she was actually awake like me.

I heard sniffles come out of her nose. And tiny little deep breaths.

The room was dark and quiet, any little sound, I heard.

I didn't know what to say, once again.

Maybe I could show what I want to say. I thought.

I turned around and gave her a hug from behind.

"I can't lose my son" she said as her voice cracked.

"You won't lose him, He can't get away from us that easily." I said with humor.

But she didn't laugh, and I doubt she smiled. I waited for her to talk to me again, but I got tired of waiting after an hour. I assumed she went to sleep, so I decided to do the same.