No Fairies Allowed (bxb)

Chapter 56: Let this be a bad dream.

(Ravine POV)

"Vinny! It's nice to see you again!" Sylvia said before grabbing me for a motherly hug.

"How are you?" I said.

"Let's save the chit-chat at the park later, okay? Your father is waiting for us at the dining table." She said with a miserable look on her face. What's up with her? I brought my suitcase upstairs to my room and unloaded my belongings as quickly as I can before going downstairs to join my family at the dining table.

The lunch is so quiet and melancholic. The atmosphere is ice cold as hell so I decided to break the ice.

"Did one of you cheat on the other one?" I asked.

"What? No, it's not like that at all. Sylvia will tell you all about it after lunch." Dad said in the softest tone possible. I quickly took notice of his reddish eyes and it is quite obvious that he just finished crying based on the look of it.

"Are you guys separating?"

"Ravine, I said Sylvia will tell you all about it at the park so shut up and eat!" He said.

"Roy! There's no need for that. I'm quite thankful that Milo's not here to see the way you talked to Ravine." Sylvia scolded dad.

Dad then threw his napkin on the table and walked out of the situation. What the actual fuck is going on around here?

"Sylvia, what is it already? Dad's been acting out and you're not yourself obviously. Something's up so you better tell me now what it is!" I said with a stern tone.

"Let's take a walk in the park, shall we?" She said.

Later in the afternoon...

"Sylvia, why do we need to walk here at the park just for you to say whatever it is you want to say to me?" I asked her as she has her arm wrapped around my arm.

"I feel safe here every time I walk here with your dad." She said with the sweetest smile on her face.

"So are we going to cut right to the chase?" I asked.

"Well, I have been experiencing a lot of symptoms lately but I am not going to specify what those are anymore to you. You get the idea, right? Anyway, I went to see a doctor a long time ago and they told me they couldn't find anything abnormal in my system but then my symptoms started worsening and I will experience great pain every now and then so I went to another doctor to seek a second opinion." She said and I took a long look at her as I don't like where this is going.

"I have been diagnosed with a Stage 4 pancreatic cancer. I tried my best to undergo treatment for a couple of months but it's too late. It has already spread like a wildfire in my system. Besides, treatment will not really be able to cure this. It can surely help you live longer but it's incurable at all." She said.

"What?" I said as tears began forming in the corner of my eyes.

"The doctor said I have approximately seven to eight months to live. Promise me that you will take care of your dad and Milo for me, okay?" She said to me and I was completely frozen for a couple of seconds before I started bawling my eyes out.

"No! No! You can't! You can't just leave like that, Sylvia! What about Milo? What about dad?" I cried to her.

"They'll be okay! Trust me, they'll be okay. I'll be too, knowing that you guys will take care of each other, right?" She smiled with tears streaming down her cheeks.

"No! No, please! Sylvia, no! It can't fucking be." I cried before dropping on my knees and sobbing out loud. Sylvia then knelt down beside me and captured me in a comforting hug.

"It'll be okay, Ravine! You're a brave kid, I know it. You can overcome something like this because of how strong you are." She cried to me.

"What about Milo? What about him? You can't just leave him, Sylvia. He's so young and he may be able to achieve so many things when he grow up and you have to be there with him. You have to be there at his success." I cried to her.

"I will be there for him always. It's just that he won't be able to see me anymore."

"No! No! No! Please, not this! I can handle anything that life throws at me but please, just not this!" I sobbed and I sobbed while Sylvia just held me lovingly like a great mother.

"Shh! It's okay, it's going to be okay."

"What will you tell Milo? What the fuck should we say to him?" I cried.

"We'll just tell him that his mom has to go somewhere or someplace else, somewhere more safe and beautiful." She told me.

"What if he can't sleep at night? What if he wants to hear his mother's hum so he can go to sleep? What if he needs to bring his mom for a mother-and-son school day? What if he craves for his favorite food that you're cooking for him all the time? What if he wants you to be there at his graduation? What if he wants you to be there for his wedding? What if his future kids want to meet their sweet grandmother? What? What the fuck is going to happen to him now? Milo doesn't deserve this at all. He's just a little kid and he needs his mother. He needs you! You! You! You!" I sobbed loudly.

"Shh! It's okay. I am not going to die yet. We'll make the most out of my time here with me." She said.

I couldn't believe it. This feels like a bad dream and if ever it is, please, wake me up right now. Please, I want to wake up from it. Let this be a bad dream. Let this be a nightmare that I can wake up from. Sadly, it isn't. It's life and life's a bitch. There is no...God!