Just Another Emo Love Story

Chpater 11

Jessica's P.O.V.

After school I decided I'd go to the hospital to visit my mother, I haven't been there for a couple days....
I walked into the hospital and went straight past the receptionist.
I ran into my mothers doctor as he was exiting the room looking depressed and heart broken.
"How is she?" I asked worriedly.
"She's not too good, she's got maybe a week left." He answered looking down at the ground, avoiding eye contact with me.
I was stunned...I have a week left? "That can't be right..." I said as I fought back the tears.
He looked at me sadly, "I'm afraid that's the truth, believe me...I wish I was lying and that this was some cruel joke." He said as he gently placed a hand on my shoulder.
I couldn't fight back my tears anymore, I broke down right there in the middle of the hallway, I can't go in there like this, I can't let her see me crying, she would want to know what's wrong and I can't tell her that, its better if she doesn't know, that way she can smile and laugh without a worry or care.
The doctor just looked at me with worry and sympathy but I ignored it.
"I'll leave you alone with your mother, your father is inside." He said.
"He is not my father." I corrected as I tried to pick myself back up and calm down so I can smile and not cry in front of her.
"My apologies." He muttered and walked away...probably to see another patient or to do some paperwork.
Taking shaky breaths I calmed down enough to go in and see my mother.
I stepped in to see my mother crying and my step father crying.
"So I take it you already know?" I asked and my voice caved a little bit.
"Know what?" My mother asked sweetly.
"About you only having a week left..." My tears started to flow, and my mother looked shocked and broke down as well as my step father.
"No we didn't know that." My step father said in between sobs.
I looked at them shocked. "Why were you crying then?" I asked as I crawled up next to my mother and cradled her in my arms.
"Because her heart got worse...much worse, they don't tell us she had a week left, they didn't tell us anything but her heart getting worse." He said as he tried to control himself.
My mother was still sobbing hysterically.
I was crying even harder than before.
We sat here crying for what felt like hours before my mother calmed down, she looked drained.
"You should go home and get ready for school tomorrow," my mother said as she looked up at me. "and you should go home and get ready for work, you need to look after her while I'm gone, and you're not going to be able to look after her if you're always here with me."
"Meet me at home Jessica, I'll be there in a few hours." He said.
I nodded and got up, "Goodbye mama, I'll come see you tomorrow. I love you mama." I exited the hospital and started heading home, I couldn't stop crying.
My mother was the only family that I had left, my grandparents died from cancer, my father had left, and now I'm left with Joe... What's going to happen when my mother dies? What is going to happen to me?
I thought back to all the moments my mother and I shared, I remember back in junior high when I came home baked...that was a good day, and a great funny memory, I remember getting high that day (my friend had persuaded me to try smoking weed to calm myself down to make me happy) I came home baked out of my tree and went to go make myself some food, and I fucked up big time I was making grilled cheese sandwiches with cheese slices not the cheese whiz, when I had finished making them I had taken the pan off the burner and had placed it in the sink and I set the cheese slices down so I could eat my grilled cheese, I had placed the cheese slices on the hot burner and I had forgotten to turn it off as well, my mother had come into the kitchen in panic mode because there was smoke all over the house and then she looked at me who was laughing at my stupidness, and she saw that I was high she laughed and let me off with a warning.
Thinking back to the day that my father had left us...I remember blaming her for it, I remember the day her and Joe got married and I was beyond pissed at her, I felt as if she was trying to replace my father, like she was purposefully getting into fights with him and pushing him away just so she could rip my heart out. But that was never the case and I realize that now, I regret the way I treated her.
I haven't even realized I was home until I almost passed it.
"Hey Jess, you wanna come to the park with me now?" Liz asked from across the street.
Looking down I replied "Not today hun...I have things to do." I lied.
I don't really have things to do unless cutting, crying, and laying in bed is me being busy and having things to do.
Liz looked at me with a sad expression on her face.
"I guess it can wait for a couple of hours." I smiled sadly at her.
"Yay! I'll go get Blake." She said.
Remembering his arms around me earlier this morning in the court yard, the fight...everything. I felt my face heat up.
A few minutes later Liz came back with Blake right behind her. He looks happy in a way, he didn't have the normal hateful, stand offish look like he usually does when we are on the bus, or at school and passing each other in the halls, even after he had hugged me after that fight, he looked about as confused as I had been at the point, and then in an instant he was back to being a dickhead that I didn't like all that much.
"Okay Liz, you're gonna have to show me where this park is." I said as I smiled down at her.
"Okay! Follow me!" She yelled excitedly.
I laughed at her reaction.
"You okay?" Blake asked from behind me as we followed Liz down the sidewalk.
"Yea, I'm fine." I said smiling, "Why do you ask?" Blake just shrugged and passed me so he could be beside Liz. I stayed back a little ways so I could admire how close they were.
This kind of stuff makes me want a brother or a little sister, someone who I could bond with and tell everything to, someone who knew how it felt to go through something like this because their going through it to....I shook my head and plastered a smile on my face once more.

We got to the park and instantly Liz ran to the swings and repeatedly yelled higher as Blake pushed her on the swings.
I laughed when Blake pulled her off the swing and started spinning her around...I laughed even harder when he tripped over his own feet and fell back, Liz laughed too when she fell face first into his chest, Blake... He didn't seem too pleased with himself.
"Shut up, it wasn't that funny." He said as he walked over to the bench I was sitting at while Liz went and played with a few other girls who were playing bumper cars on the slide.
"You're right, it wasn't funny..." I said and smiled wider while beginning to laugh harder, "it was hilarious!" I had to get up and start running because Blake came running at me looking like he wanted to kill me.
I ran as fast as I could through the field as he was hot on my trail.
I veered left dodging a tree branch but I tripped over the tree root of the very next tree and he fell on top of my back.
We both laughed before he rolled off of me and I rolled onto my back, the sun was beginning to set.
"We should get Liz back home." I said quietly, as if to not disturb the birds trying to get the little birdies to sleep.
"Yeah." Blake said with a sigh.
Blake got up first and held a hand out to me, I grabbed it and smiled before yanking him down on the ground and sprang up before sprinting away.
"Catch me if you can." I yelled behind me to a still shocked and betrayed Blake.
I stopped only to be plowed down by a tall guy with black flippy hair and vibrant green eyes.
"Get off." I laughed as I tried to squirm enough to get away from him.
With a rolls of his eyes he got off. "Why so grumpy all of a sudden?"
"I'm not grumpy," I laughed. "we just have to get back to your sister, she's probably scared or walking home crying, thinking that we ditched her."
"Good point." He said with a shrug.
It was quiet and a little awkward walking back beside him. I didn't know what to say and he also seemed to be at a loss for words.

After we found Liz we started heading back, Liz started feeling tired so I picked her up to let her rest for a bit.
"Is she heavy?" Blake asked.
"No actually, she's pretty light." I said with a small smile.
Blake shrugged.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing." He answered with yet another shrug.
"Would you stop shrugging your shoulders? Its kind of annoying, not to mention it makes you look stupid." I muttered mostly to myself.
"So now I look stupid?" Blake asked.
"Never said that." I answered.
"Yes you did." He said.
"No."
"Yes."
"Nope."
"You said I look stupid, admit it!" He yelled.
"I didn't say you looked stupid...well...maybe I did but not exactly like that." I pointed out.
"Oh really? So my shrugging makes me looks stupid?" He asked.
"Exactly!" I yelled.
"Its the exact same thing." He said.
"Its really not." I rolled my eyes at this argument, like really? What's the point in it?
"Whatever." He said.
"Stop acting so childish." I rolled my eyes again.
"Who's being childish?" He asked.
"No one." I said.
"Me?" He asked.
"Yes you." I answered.
"I'm not bei-" he started to say.
"Look we're back at your house." I interrupted.
Blake just glared at me slightly.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing. I've got her from here." He said as he went to grab Liz. "She's sleeping...." He trailed off.
"Really?" I asked.
"Yea...you wanna carry her in?" He asked.
"Sure." I said.
Blake led me through the front door and walked straight up the stairs and down the hallway on the second floor, I stopped and looked at the first door on the right...Blake's room, it was full of band posters and I could see the band shirts hung up in his closet.
I turned my head and began walking again.
The room at the end of the hall on the left was Liz's room, it was white and pink, the walls were white...and everything else was pink, blankets, pillows, curtains, end tables, rug, and lamps....it was my worst nightmare. Not literally but still, I hate the color pink...but she's still small and she loves the color.
I laid her in her bed, and covered her up, Blake had came in afterwards and gave a sleeping Liz a soft kiss on the forehead before motioning me to come with him. We silently left her room.
And headed back down the hall.

Blake's P.O.V.

I led Jessica down the hall and into my room, I don't know what she's going think....but hopefully maybe I can show her the coward that lives here, and the strong independent idiot that I show outside of these walls.
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A/N - Ello everyone, sorry its been awhile.
How is everyone enjoying the book so far?
Who's your favourite character so far?
Her mama's dying, I cried when I had to write that part.
Anyway....have a great night/day