Mafia's Art.

Chapter 3 - My bad luck!

Isabella.

My phone ring constantly.I wonder what it might be I am busy with a class now. And this is my happy place beside from seeing my family at home. Urgh, I wonder who it is. I ignore the rings and carry on. 

While , I was busy explaining again the phone interrupted our' teaching moment. I decided to ask forgiveness towards the class who am I kidding the children love it when they teacher is not busy with work anymore. 

As I approach my phone I saw the Police number appears on my phone but I ignore any negative thoughts it could be perhaps they phone a wrong number.. Who am I fooling, maybe something did happen oh gosh, what if it is my family at home. Shaking off any negativity I pick up the phone and say 'hello' with a shaking voice. I left the class and ask the cleaner to watch over my class for a little while. Kids can be crazy 'alone'. As I said: Helo the person on the other side talk and talk but I am no longer listening my world start to fall apart everything seems to stand still.. 

How? When ? It is all my fault ! This.. This was not ..why ?? i start to scream and everyone as a teacher start to approach me and ask if I am okay' but nothing makes sense anymore. My world crumbles and my heart breaks even more.. I know from today on my world will never be the same. I heard miss Claremont screaming for someone to call the ambulance and that is when I black out...

I wake up with a beeping sound. Gosh, I turn around 'my bed' to find the alarm which is starting to work on my nerves. But as I ..turn and turn .. Everything rush back. I am in the hospital I blacked out ! I am ..my family is gone my mommy & daddy is DEAD. my two sisters and brother ..where are they ?.. The sound of beeping gets harder and it feels like I am going back into a darkness again. What is happening ..I am want to go home. I want my family.. This was not what was suppose to be happening. 

I close my eyes. As the heaviness consume me. A lonely tear escape my eyes just as my heart break in two it cries. Questions battling to be heard.  

As I lay, eyes closed, figuring out all the reasons behind this 'so-called-happiness'. I heard nurses and doctors scream to get me into a emergency room because my heartbeat is raising and it is not a good sign and I am going in hyperventilating not good either. That is how I feel I want to die and not come back again. But I have to stay strong I still have others to look after. Who others? 

As I went further into my black hole. 

When they rush me out of the room I heard scream ..isn't that my Aunt Rose voice.. And my brother and sisters voice.. Please God don't let them feel my pain. I can't bare to let them feel this unspeakable pain. As I pray I heard faint cries of them saying. What is happening? Please save her she all we have left! And that is how I know I need to be strong.

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Aunt Rosie 

'What is happening? Why is she not awake yet ? Aunt Rose will she die will our sister die like our parents did?' I just stood there shock for the children that are so little that are so strong and understandable. I lost for words it feels like I'm also going gone... but I cannot, I know I should be strong  for all them. 

Strong such a strange word at the moment at the critical moment of dead and hope fighting to co-exist in this world.  This is so difficult. I just lost two family members and are left with little angels who is so pure and not aware of the cruel world. 

What will Issa say when she wakes up. If she finds out I took them away from her. I know the secrets her Parents kept from her. And she is the problem for all this huge mess ! If I don't take this tiny angels away from her they will also die and end being dead. 

And I don't think anyone can handle  deaths of small children. As I was busy making a conclusion on going away and taking the children the Doctor rush in the waiting room to tell me that everything is okay'. 

Isabella will be asleep for two days'. Which give me more then enough time to go away. On my way to her room, I feel my cheeks wet because I know she will be broken. As I approach her bed I see her innocent en sweet face. But.. I can't..I have to make a good decision that will encounter everyone happiness. I start to talk while I know that she is not in a state of even hearing me. I told her I have to do it for her and the children own good.Otherwise we all will end being dead' and I don't want that. I am so sorry Isabella. Please understand. I walk away with a last glance at her before going away.

As I stare back, I could only remind myself that this is for the safety of myself and the little angels.