Behind The Curtain.

purple flowers.

"I'm so sorry Mrs evens but it doesn't look like she'll make it through the night she went into shock and I think she was abusing dru-" the nurse said my knees buckled and I sat on the floor my back against the Wall as tears streamed down my face.

I couldn't hear anything else she was saying she sat in front of me. "do you want to see her?" she asked looking down.

I nodded we walked into the room, she lay there peacefully like sleeping.

"mom I Don't know if you can hear me but I love you so much" I grasped her hand. And watched her chest slowly go up and down.

"thank you so much for everything you've done for me I love you, you mean everything to me" I say sobbing once more.

Hours had passed people came to visit even dad. I stayed there All night until the red beeping became a blur ringing sound.

I sprint out of the room. "help some body please help she's not breathing" I yell to the nurse.

Another nurse comes to calm me down.

05:29 pronounced dead.

Michael had been watching the babies as this all occurred....she was my best friend.

I picked her favourite colour for flowers and her dress purple she loved that colour. practically obsessed with it her whole room was purple I thought back to the endless nights of crying in my bed because of nightmares.

Running Into her room petrified as she held me in her warm arms and cradled me I wish I could hug her one more time pft I wish I could have gotten there quicker if I never met James this would never have happened its my fault.

*****

it was the funeral I looked around and saw dad sitting behind me crying I was pulled from my thoughts when my name was called. "Mrs Evens would you like to say a few words please" the priest says and I get up from my seat and walk to the stand. "my mother...was amazing we all loved her she was my everything she was my best friend she was a terrible cook but I still loved her cooking she use to sing a lot we use to call her the old song bird she use to call my her angel haha.. Not always though but she was awesome and I loved her and I always will even ill never hear her terrible singing or her poison food" I said jokingly. "even if I ant see her or feel her arms around me or if my babies cant see her I know she's looking down at us smiling thinking Jesus my daughters a fuck up" I joked and the people laughed. "but seriously I'm sure shell always be in our hearts thank you" I say sitting back down the babies were chewing on there hands and I smiled at the little brats.

"Mr evens would you like to say a few words. He walked up and said his part but all I did was stare out the window I couldn't bare to believe she was gone that she left.

As the funeral ends we head back to the house and sit around the table not a word spoken it was me Michael and the babies.

Everything was quite until. "Dada" we looked over to the little babies. "Mama" one said I looked to Michael to see if he was hearing the same as me and he was looking at me I reassurance.

Thanks so much for reading I know this was extremely short very sorry have been dealing with other stories lately

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