Holding On // Jack Gilinksy

Chapter 6

[ A/N Sense by Tom Odell (: ]

I arrived in Florida and my aunt came to drive me to the hospital so I could visit my mom.

" Oh honey, she's so sick it breaks my heart." My Aunt kept ranting on about how my mom has to go through so much medication but I honestly just wanted her to shut up because she's not making anything better at all. I was on the verge of tears just by listening to all the shit she's been saying about my mom's condition.

We finally arrived at the hospital and they told me my mom's room number and I just about ran all the way but when I reached the door I didn't have the guts to open it.

" Open it." My aunt requested but I just shut my eyes. I can't bare to see my mom, judging by what my aunt was saying it sounds so bad. My mom is such a cheerful woman and I don't want to see her laid down on a hospital bed with so many things attached to her.

I twisted the doorknob and my heart sunk at the sight.

My mom was just as I expected her to be like. Her eyes were sunken inside her sockets, her skin was just about white, she looked so skinny, so fucking weak, she had bandages wrapped all around her head and an oxygen tank right next to her along with so many other things.

I was left speechless and I just wanted her to open her eyes so they could meet mine and I could tell her everything would be okay. Her lips were formed into a slight frown and it pained my heart because you could tell she was in so much pain. Wake up already.

I sat next to a seat next to her and grabbed on to her hand but her hand was so limp. Will she ever wake up?

My aunt was standing by the door watching me hopelessly watch my mother dying on the hospital bed and I looked back at her.

" What happened to her?" I asked, she gave me such a look of sadness and pity that it disgusted me.

" Honey she's dying."

" I fucking know that already do you think I'm stupid?" I shot at her, making her step back in surprise or shock of my sudden outburst.

" Well she was driving and she's been having seizures lately since we just found out she has epilepsy-"

" She has epilepsy?" I muttered quietly to myself.

" Yes honey she has tuberous sclerosis." She told me and I shook my head in shock. Why has she never told me before?

" Your grandmother had it and it got passed down to your mother and Aunt Jasmine." She continued to ramble on and I didn't listen to her because I did not know she had tuberous sclerosis.

" But anyways she was driving, had a seizure, lost control of the vehicle and crashed into a another car causing it to crash to a close by truck. " My aunt explained everything to me and I just stood there in shock.

" S-so what uh, how is she? Is she going to recover?" I was asking so many questions but I didn't even care. There was an uncomfortable silence following my question and I already knew the answer.

" She's brain dead sweetie."

Pain went through every single vein in my body and the wind got knocked out of me. It felt like a got shot in the heart with a gun, but worse, because frankly, I was still alive and still feeling pain.

I let go of my mother's hand, stood up from the chair and left the room. Once I got out, I didn't where to go but I knew I had to leave to let myself go. I decided to go outside of the hospital in one of the benches, but by the time I arrived there were tears escaping my eyes already.