I was upstairs playing video games with my friends when I heard my mom talking downstairs. I couldn't tell what she was saying but I assumed that she was talking to Rich.
"Angelo! Will you come down here for a second?" She yelled up to me from downstairs. "Yes" I got up from my chair and made my way down the hallway and down the steps.
My mom was sitting in the living room with her face in her hands. Rich was sitting next to her supportively rubbing her back.
"What's going on?" I asked and they both looked at me and my mom wiped her tears. "Angelo sweetie I just got a call from grandpa and he told me that grandma is in the hospital dying." She said looking down at the floor. "What" those were the only words I could form.
My mom got up and hugged me but I felt numb. "Are you not going to go to London?" "No we are go pack your things" "okay"
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Angelo ran upstairs to pack his things and I turn back around to see Rich sitting there.
"I'm going to get going." He said and started to get up. "No you're coming with me. I need you." I said and fall into his arms.
I lay there and rest my head on his shoulder. "I guess I need to go get my things." He said and broke the hug. "Okay I'll pick you up to go to the airport." "Okay babe. I love you" he says and pecks my lips.
He walks to the front door and closes it behind him. I make my way up to my room to start packing.
I can't believe this is happening to my mom. She doesn't deserve it. She is the kindest person and would do anything for anyone. Why does this have to happen?
I finished packing and go in to Angelo's room to see if he has finished too. I knock on the door but get no response. "Angelo?" I softly say.
After I get no response again I quietly open the door to see him laying on his bed with his face in his pillow. "Sweetie are you alright?" "How could I be mom? She's my grandma and I love her more than anything. Now she is dying and I feel like I didn't get that much time with her." He said while sitting up to face me. "Look, when I was your age I went through the same thing. My grandmother was in the hospital dying and I had moved away from where she lived and so I didn't feel like I got to see her often. But your grandma is strong." I say trying to hold back my tears. "But we do need to get going." I said
He gets off of the bed and zips up his navy blue suitcase. I went into my room to get mine and I brought it downstairs to put it in the car.
Once we started driving I figured that I needed to tell Angelo that Rich was coming with us.
"Peanut?" I asked "yes?" "Rich is going to be coming with us. Is that okay?" I said not sure what his response would be. "Yeah that's fine but why?" I knew I needed to tell him the real reason and not some lie. "Because I need him. Angelo, this is my mom who is dying and I don't know if I can handle it." I said hiding my face from him so he wouldn't see the tears. "But I will be there for you." He said sadly. "I know you will. Thank you baby"
I pulled into Rich's driveway and he hurried to get in the car. I knew that there would be an issue which is he likes for me to be the passenger princess. Which I wasn't going to be today.
He gets into the passenger side and looks at me funny. "I see. Switching it up on me?" "We will be in the car for two seconds it's fine." I said smirking.
We pulled up to the tarmac and gave our bags to my security. Angelo got on the plane first and then I shortly followed. Rich made his way on after talking to my security guard Peter who I have had for years.
Angelo was on one end of the plane on his phone and Rich and I are on another.
I got up to go to the bathroom and on the way back I saw that Angelo was asleep. I made my way back to Rich and started crying.
I don't want to fall apart in front of Angelo because I know that he is also going through a hard time right now.
Rich welcomes me into his arms and I start to sob. "Shhh baby it's alright." He said in a soft tone. Being in his embrace made me feel so safe. Safer than I have ever felt. I finally feel asleep in his arms and didn't wake up until we landed.
I checked my phone and saw that I had fifteen missed calls from my step dad and ten missed text from him as well. Shit.
