The Hater

Twenty

Growing up, my mom would would always encourage me when I was discouraged. She would comfort me when I was scared, hug me when I felt sad. She would buy me things and love me and also, spoil me very rotten.

All those simple things a mother could do- yet, so much at the same time.

The memories of my mom- my birth, my first word, my first birthday, first day of school, and other special days flashed past me as they put her casket into the ground.

Everyone around me was mourning.

All of my relatives were here and were silently watching the coffin. From next to me, my grandmothers sobs could be  heard from a mile away the graveyard. I attempted to comfort her by giving her a small hug.

That was all my useless ass could do.

I knew I should feel something- anything, but I didn't. I didn't even cry as they lowered her into the ground. I remember back at the funeral home seeing her pale, lifeless face for the last time.

The last time

And she died on my birthday

Mom's death played through my mind, everything still vivid. Her body as it violently struggled for air, but then realized it wasn't going to breath. She knew it was time to go and there was no denying it. The look in her eyes told the truth when they were last alive.

How someone's life could change in one second.....

"My baby, my little girl." Grandma sobbed as she squeezed me.

She had more emotion than I did.

All I could do was squeeze her back, in reassurance I was here for her. My mom's siblings were all here and they cried also. I didn't know where Shay was, nor did I care.

Once then lowered her, they began to dig the grave up.

People began to leave including grandma who ran off crying. I stayed there, watching them dig the coffin up. The person digging it up looked at me with sympathetic eyes.

Each time they took the dirt and threw it on, a memory of mom passed by, including when she died.

The heart monitor noise played continuously throughout my head. Images of my mom throwing up blood flew along with it. The red liquid dripping from her mouth as she struggled to breathed. The look in her eyes as she suffered.

Everything

It all felt so surreal at first, and then it felt very much real.

Mom was gone and there was no getting her back.

"Hello? Kid?" Someone said as I looked straight at them. The person looked at me with sympathy, which I internally scowled at.

I didn't need sympathy, I needed mom back.

"Sorry about your-"

"It's fine." Was what I said before he gave me a sad smile and continued to dig. He must of realized I didn't want to engage in a conversation.

That's what I told everyone- I felt fine.

Lies

Pretty soon, a hand was placed on my shoulder. I barely felt it; in fact, I didn't feel anything. I felt stone cold and I despised the feeling. My eyes met with Shay's eyes as he looked at me.

"Reese, it's time to go. Come on, say your last goodbye," Was what Shay said as I gave him a silent stone cold look. I didn't want to say goodbye to her.

"One second." I spoke quietly, walking up to the hole where the coffin was placed.

The men had stopped for a minute to let me see it.

This would be the last time you see her.

The realization hit her like a tone of bricks. Without thinking, I spoke up to the coffin six feet down from me.

"Goodbye mom. I will be good and will try not to cause trouble. I will never forget you mommy, I love you." I quietly whispered as I took the image in of her dark black coffin. A stray tear fell down the side of my face as I wiped it away.

I missed her already.

Without looking back, I walked away, leaving the graveyard and mom behind.

Bye mommy, you will forever be in my heart.

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That was the last chapter.

Holy cheeseballs, I got so many comments last chapter! Thank you guys so much ❤️

Some of you wanted no sequel and a extra ten chapters, but most wanted a sequel.

So that's what I'm going to do!

Thank you all so much for commenting and yes, this was the last chapter of this book!

The sequel information will come out in the next chapter!

Bye!