The Hater

Fifteen

/Reese/

I felt everything moving so slowly. I couldn't move, I couldn't blink, I couldn't breathe from those words.

I shook my head, it couldn't be real. Mom didn't have a tumor and she was going to be alright. She was going to be fine. She would see me get my first real boyfriend, go to prom, get married, have kids.

"We think that's what caused her accident. She may of had a seizure while driving causing her to crash into another car. The tumor is already too big to be removed, I'm sorry," The doctor spoke with a genuine remorseful tone.

"B-brain tumor!? She has a brain tumor! No, your lying!" I yelled at the doctor. Shay and the doctor looked at me in surprise.

"I'm sorry sweetie, I wish I was, but I'm not." The doctor said. I scoffed, as I shook my head. If mom had a brain tumor, she would most likely tell me first.

"She would of told me! She would of told me she had one!" I screamed back, as tears fell down my face. My mom was going to leave me, she couldn't. This wasn't right, she needed to be there for me. She was the only person in this world I had left.

Shay came over and then suddenly, engulfed me in a hug. The only thing I could do was stand there and cry my heart out. I continued to so  as me tried to comfort me.

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/Shay/

I walked into the quiet hospital room.

Marie was laying on the bed, with her eyes closed. But as soon as I stepped in, her eyes snapped open. She had an IV and another wire connected to her arm. Her left arm was in a cast.

From the looks of it, she knew she was going to die.

"How is she?" Marie questioned once I walked into the room. No matter how healthy Marie was, she always put Reese first. That's all she had for the last fifteen years, her daughter.

I wish I didn't abandon her so soon, I wish I could of taken cafe of her. I wish I would of answered the many phone calls and texts Marie was texting me sixteen years ago (she found out she was pregnant sixteen years ago, she had Reese fifteen years ago).

"How do you think? How would you act if your mother had a brain tumor that could not be removed?" I questioned harshly, as she sighed. Her eyes already looked weakened and her face was a little paler than it was before.

"I couldn't tell her, I needed to protect her! She's the only good thing I have left in this world! How could I?" Marie questioned with some tears in her eyes. If Colette had a tumor that was inoperable, I would loose it. I couldn't understand what Reese was feeling right now.

Before, I had texted Colette about the situation. She said she might come to New Jersey to comfort Reese, but I told her Reese's grandma was coming to comfort her.

"When were you going to tell her? What if she was in that car, huh? What if you crashed and she was there?" I said, raising my voice. Even though I may of not been there for most of my daughters life, she was still my daughter.

"I was going to tell her when the time was right! I was going to take her out this weekend somewhere!" Marie fired back at me.

"What if you crashed the car then, what then?" I questioned her. Marie gave me a stone cold look, but then soften up. She must of realized that I was right.

"Shay, I'm going to die soon, I only have two months to live. I found out a couple of months ago that it was too late to operate on it," She explained.

Then, it hit me. She called me a few months ago to tell me about Reese. She knew she was going to die, and there was nothing she could do.

Whenever we would go out, she would always look like she would throw up. I don't think Reese realized it, but it had became obvious.

"Is that why you told me about her? So I could take care of her after you- you know," I said. She gave me a sad nod, signaling it was true.

What if she didn't have a tumor? Then I wouldn't of know about Reese, for now long? Until she went to college? Until she got married? Until she had a family of her own?

Anger was building up inside of me, but I took a deep breath to control it.

"Your mad, aren't you? It's alright, I understand Shay," She stated in a soft voice. I was angry and she was right, but I couldn't be right now. Marie was dying, and I knew it was my responsibility to cafe for her daughter.

For my daughter.

"You have to take care of her," Marie told me, snapping me out of my thoughts. Some tears sprung in her eyes, as she spoke to me. There was no way I would abandon Reese, not again. I walked over to the bed, and grabbed Marie's hands in a friendly way.

"I will Marie, I will," I spoke.

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