Me and my Yapa (on hold)

Chapter 8 - Jasmine

When Charlie and I went our separate ways we were still giggling. By that time I couldn't even remember what was so funny, but we were having fun and that was what mattered. I waved goodbye, but then Charlie ran up to me and gave me a tight hug. For a second I was too shocked to do anything but then I hugged her back. She then ran off. I smiled at her shrinking figure. She was a great friend.

That night I had dinner quickly and quietly. I still was to talking to my mum. After dinner I went to my room and heard my parents talking softly in their room. Soon after my dad knocked on my door.
"Are you still mad at your mother?"
"Yes." I didn't look at him, unsure if he was mad at me or not.
"Would it help if she apologised?" I shrugged in response. He left the room after a few minutes of silence. I got of my bed to grab my favourite book before getting back onto my bed and reading.
Another knock on the door. This time my mum came in. She slowly walked over to my bed and sat down. I still hadn't looked up from my book. She cleared her throat before speaking.
"I know you are mad at me and I'm sorry for what I said about your friend." I finally looked at her and she actually appeared sorry for her words. I muttered a 'it's ok.' Before turning back to my book. My mother tried a few more times to talk to me but after not getting a response she left. I fell asleep soon after.

I woke up early the next morning, but when I got to the kitchen my mother was standing there making breakfast. She never got up before seven and it was six-thirty, and she looked wide awake!
"Oh good morning dear. Would you like eggs and bacon for breakfast?" I couldn't answer I was that shocked. She gave me a sweet smile while waiting for my answer, then I realised why she was doing to show that she was sorry, she wanted me to forgive her. Instead of ignoring her, I gave in.
"Yes, thanks. That would be great." She couldn't hide her smile as she put the plate in front of me. I smiled back. After a lovely breakfast I went upstairs to get dressed.
"Bye mum. Love you." I shouted as I walked out the door.
"I love you too." Came her faint reply. I walked to school quickly, anxious to see Charlie. But when I got their she wasn't at the tree even though I was five minutes late. She didn't come to school at all.
That afternoon I went to Charlie's house on the way home. I knocked on the door hesitatingly, I hadn't met Charlie's foster parents before so I was a bit nervous. No one answered. The neighbour saw me though.
"You trying to find the Lee's?" She asked.
"Yes. Do you know where they are?" I tried to be polite without being impatient.
"They took their girl over to the hospital this morning and haven't been back yet."
"Ho...hospital!" I took off running. The hospital was a couple of streets away, but I got their in less than ten minutes. As I got to the front desk, I panted out my question.
"Where is....Charlie Lee?" I breathed heavily. The lady looked a little annoyed but pointed me in the right direction.
"Room 234." She said in a haughty tone. I took off running again, dodging nurses and patients. When I came to room 234 I stopped. The door was closed so I knocked on it. A youngish man opened it. He looked tired  and worried.
"Is Charlie Lee in here?" I asked quietly. He examined me for a minute before nodding and opening the door a bit more and ushering me in. Then I saw her on a white, clean bed. It made her skin stand out more. She saw me and her worried eyes had a gleam of happiness that quickly disappered.
"Jasmine. I can't feel my legs."