Seeing Things Through Her Eyes

Chapter Six - She's gone

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Izzy's POV

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I tapped the 'home' button on my phone the second I woke up. I've never been one to hang around in bed delaying getting up in the mornings, I like to get up and get ready, probably because it takes me so long to get ready. There was something strange about today. Something didn't seem right. The air was freezing cold but the warm sun lit up my room through my curtains, I was definitely back in my pale pink room, back as me. I glanced at my phone. 8:10 am. I was late for school. Why hadn't my mum woken me up by singing and dancing around the house like she did most mornings? I hope she wasn't having one of her days where she forgot things and felt really down, possibly forgetting what was going on again or who she was. It was happening more and more frequently as time went on.

I dragged myself out of my soft, warm, comfortable bed and plodded down to my mum's room. I tapped loudly on the door old wooden before entering incase she was getting changed or fast asleep. I received no answer.

"Mum?" I called out into her room. Again no answer.

I pushed the creeky door open, and poked my head around it. She was laying there, under her pretty flowery duvet. Her eyes were shut, as if she was sleeping, or pretending to be asleep. She was laying on her back and it looked like she was holding her breath or breathing ever so lightly, probably just playing a trick on me. Hopefully. Maybe she was having a good day after all, minus the fact that she forgot to wake me up, oh well it can't be helped.

"Mum, it's time to get up?" I whispered, waiting in silence for a few seconds for her to shout out 'boo' in attempt to scare me. My mum used to do this all the time when I was little if we'd had an argument, it was a great way to get me to laugh and forget whatever had happened before hand, normally she would have burst out laughing by now, her trick completely failing. However, this timeshe didn't stir whatsoever. I shook her arm gently, trying to wake her up, "Mum!" I shouted at her in panic.

I kept telling myself it was just a trick, she was fine, just triyng to wind me up for scare me or that she was just in a very deep sleep but deep down I knew my mum is a light sleeper and there's no way she would be able to sleep through me shouting.

"It's not funny anymore mum, just stop it, please," I whispered placing my hand on her pale cheek.

I shivered as my hand came in contact with her skin, she felt as cold as ice. I moved my index and middle fingers to just under her head, on her neck to feel her pulse. Nothing. I moved my fingers a bit to see if I'd just missed the point where her pulse was strongest. Nothing, again. Fighting back tears I picked up her floppy arm and placed my fingers on her wrist, following the line from her thumb down and pushing down slightly. She had to be alive, there was no way she couldn't be. I pushed down harder, searching for a pulse until it hurt me too much to keep on searching and I had to give into the tears.

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Rachel's POV

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I groaned loudly as my alarm clock beeped bringing me out of dreamland and back to reality. My eyes flickered open at the recognisation of my own alarm clock, not Izzy's or her mum's singing waking me up like yesterday morning. I smiled to myself realising thing must be back to normal, I was me today, not Izzy. I sat up and grabbed my phone off of my bedside table where it was happily resting. It beeped one last time before I clicked the 'Ok' button on my touchscreen. A message beeped up on the screen after I pressed the stiff lock button. 'Memory full - please delete photos or videos' I sighed and made my way over to my photo and video folder to delete some stupid photos I'd taken without meaning to. 'Photos: 932, Videos: 1' I started at the screen puzzled. When did I made a video? I clicked the play button on the video. I stared as the screen as I started talking to the camera, only it wasn't me talking. She seemed fairly cheerful at the beginning of the five minute long video, happy with what she was doing.