Teachers pet [wlw]

21

Arabella's PoV:

The drive was long and silent. I had told her all about my mom after the phone call and even though she knew I had trouble any way, she couldn't seem to grasps and believe what I had been through.

She even got emotional for a short period, but I'm fine, I survived, some people don't and that's what the scary part is.

As we arrived at the hospital, it didn't feel real. I had the same feeling as the day it happened, the day I thought my life would change for the worse.

I've had a life with a loving, caring mother, a life with an alcoholic, abusive mother and I knew how to live those. But I don't think I'd survive a life with no mother at all.

I think the thing that was so different about this time was the fact my mother was awake. What if I got angry and shouted at her the same as I did the other week? What if I couldn't control my emotions and lash out at a woman on a literal death bed?

But that's what I had Vanessa for. I don't know whether she knows but I love her, I love her so much. She's the only person getting me through this and because of her if something really bad happened today or in the future, I think I could get through it.

"Are you ready to go in?" I didn't realise that I had been sitting in the car, staring at the hospital until she spoke.

"You don't have to see her" she spoke again.

"No, I want to, I have to" I assured, hoping this would all go quickly.

*

"Oh my god rose" was the first thing I heard from the other end of the corridor.

I knew who it was straight away, it was grace. She got the call from my mother boyfriend, they must've exchanged numbers the last time we were here.

"Hi grace" a sense of relief washed over me when I was greeted by the woman I considered a second mother.

She was always there for me, always cared for me, always loved me no matter what—unlike my mother.

"She's awake if you want to go in, I'm here if you need me" she carried on speaking but I didn't hear her, I just stared at the door.

I think what annoyed me the most was the fact she tried to take her own life without even caring what it would do to me. I forgive her for the drinking, forgive her for the drugs and the abuse, but I would never forgive for the fact she didn't consider the aftermaths of her pathetic attempt to leave me, the person she hated the most.

I moved towards the door and I felt a hand grab mine. It was Vanessa. If I'm honest I kind of forgot she was here. Not in a malicious was, it's just I was so scared and trapped in my own dark past I forgot to see the bright future.

"I'm going to wait outside call me if you need me—for anything" I didn't want her to leave me, she was the only one getting me through this and just when I thought that I took a moment to properly look at her for the first time since this morning.

She was still as beautiful as ever, however, there was something different about her. Her eyes were surrounded by bags and her smile which once was all I could think about had disappeared.