Rebellious

Hello Mum

~Chapter Nine: Hello Mum

Roar_Jungle ©~

One word can describe how I am feeling at the moment. Scared. I am shit scared to see Mum and I am fucking nervous as well. Okay, so that's two words.

Trees and shrubs fly by as we travel towards the Hospital. It's silent. Nobody is talking, the radio isn't playing. No one is telling a joke. Hell, I even miss Beau's horrible jokes.

If I peer over the front passenger seat, I can watch Jai as he draws an amazing picture. I can't tell what it is from this angle but all I know is that it is really good.

'Ding'. Jai just got another Twitter notification. If it makes one more sound, his phone is going to be on the road under Gina's car tyres.

An ambulance rushes into the back entrance, cars pull in and out of the lot. Families huddle together outside the entrance. Teary eyes watch the car as we slowly drive past.The car briefly stops as a family quickly crosses the crossing. Their faces tear stained and red. I imagine my face looks like the exact same. My fingers fiddle with the belt that would protect my body if we were to get into a car accident. I breath in deeply and let it out slowly. I don't know how today is going to go but I hope to dear God that everything is going to go smoothly.

Getting out of the car as quickly as we can, we speed walk to the reception to be meet by a kind looking old woman.

"Laura Brooks." Gina murmurs to the receptionist.

"She's in Level Four, Room 302." The woman says kindly. A small smile on her lips as she goes back to typing on her computer.

Trooping towards the elevator my hands begin to shake so I cross my arms over my chest. I clench my hands into fists in an attempt to stop the shaking. It seems that everyone is avoiding eye contact with me as the elevator gains height as it travels up the levels.

My chest rises and falls quickly as we approach the door into Room 302. My eyes glaze with tears as Gina reaches for the door handle. I clamp my mouth closed as the door slowly glides open. My nightmare has come true. My Mother's body is connected to multiple IVs and there's needles protruding from her skin. Her beautiful brown hair has fallen out and she seems lifeless as I creep closer to the bed.

Collapsing on the chair on the right side of her body, I can't help the sob that bursts from my lips. A tear trails down my cheek as my Mum's eyes flutter open. A shaky hand covers my mouth as lifeless eyes stare back into mine. The spark that once twinkled in her eyes has faded and now, her blue eyes look hollow.

"Jesse..." She croaks out while holding a weak hand out to me. Jumping up from the plastic chair, I grasp at her hand. Climbing onto the bed next to her, her arm rests lazily in my lap. I squeeze it gently and lace my fingers with hers. How in the hell did this happen?? More tears graze my skin as my Mum looks around the room.

"Gina!! Boys!!" She shakily exclaims, her voice hoarse. Blinking quickly, I have to look away from the small family gathering. The pain in Mum's eyes is unbearable. They're doing nothing to help her because it's too late.

Now it all makes sense. Every summer or holidays that I spent with my cousins, Mum was getting treatment. Treatment that hasn't worked. It was too late for them to do anything.

Beau slips to the side of the bed that I am near and places a comforting hand on my shoulder. He knows how hard this is for me.

The room is silent. The only noise being made is the 'beep' of the heart monitor. It's slow and it kills me to listen to it. Closing my eyes tightly, I try to imagine that none of this has happened. That Mum is healthy and helping me with music. That we are out on the back-yard laughing. That were are both painting in the conservatory. Anything to divert my attention from reality.