The Hater

Sixteen

/Reese/

I stared at the wall, watching the clock. They haven't allowed me to see my mom yet, and I don't know why. Shay had told me she was fine, and he currently went to see her.

So Shay could see her but I couldn't? That made no sense, he left my mom! He abandoned her years ago when she needed him the most.

"Grandma, when can I go see mom?" I asked her in a small voice. Grandma sighed as she stroked my hair as I looked down at the ground.

"Soon Reese, soon." Grandma spoke, as she comforted me. Before, grandma had tried to cheer me up by bringing me food, but I was too depressed to think about it.

At that moment, Shay walked into the waiting room. Grandma gave him a look, which made Shay a little uncomfortable. I got up from my seat.

"What did she say? Can I go see her?" I asked.

"Yes you can, I'll take you," Shay spoke but grandma stopped him.

"I'll take my granddaughter, thank you very much!" Grandma sassed. Shay held his hands up in surrender, which proves you do not wanna mess with my grandma.

"Grandma, it's alright. I'll go with Shay!" I exclaimed.

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"Mom!" I yelled, as I ran into the room. Mom looked over at me, as I ran over to her and engulfed her in a hug. Shah left the room so we could have our privacy.

"Reese!" Mom weakly said, as she hugged me with her non-broken arm. I continued to hug my mom, even when she tried to let go.

Then, I remembered to treasure that moment. It would be one of the last ever hugs I got from my mom. She looked very weak and pale. The thought of loosing her brought tears to my eyes.

"Don't cry honey, don't cry." She spoke, wiping the tears from my eye with her thumb. I wanted to cry so badly, but I needed to be strong. I tried my hardest to stop crying.

"Is it true?" I questioned in a small voice. Mom avoided eye contact with me, as she nodded her head. My whole world shattered as I felt the need to cry again. My worst fear was confirmed.

"How long mommy, how long have you known?" I asked her in a small voice. This time, a small tear fell from her eye as she looked at me.

I could already tell she was getting weaker. She looked pale all the time and she was always sick. It was all adding up now, she wasn't pregnant.

"I found out a week before I called Shay to come meet you. It was already too big to operate on, and it was in a risky part of my brain. If they operated on it, I could loose my personality or who I was and I didn't want that to happen to me, I wouldn't want to remember the best thing that happened to me, which was you." She explained, as she stroke my hair. This time, I couldn't stop the tears from falling.

"So you were not pregnant? Than why the one night stand?" I questioned her, as she let out a small laugh and stroked my dark black hair, the same hair she had.

"You'll understand that one when your older," She said, as I continued to cry and hugged her again not letting go. I could tell she was trying to stay strong for me. She stroke my hair and hummed a old lullaby.

"How long do you have?" I asked her.

"Two months baby, two months," She said.

I needed to treasure those last two months I had with her.

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This was hard to write lmao.

I started to tear up in the middle of it.

Thanks for reading this, and bye!