Ms. Bitter Becomes A Lover

Chapter 11 (Bad News?)

Amber's POV

"Bye Kelley!" They bid goodbye to me.

I closed my laptop after the facetime and set it aside my bed. I do miss my friends back in LA. But, I also know that I need to fly back here in New York to have my grandma someone to look out to.

My thoughts were interrupted by a loud thud coming from upstairs. I was awakened from my sudden unconsciousness and I made my way upstairs quickly. I opened the first door knowing that the sound came from my grandma's room. I found my grandmother lying on the floor, groaning from the pain caused by the action.

"Oh my goodness! What happened to you, Nani?" I helped her to stand up and give her a glass of water to drink.

"Don't worry dear, I'm okay. I-I tried to go to the bathroom but I ended up falling." She explained.

"Oh I see. Next time, you can ask for my help instead so you won't end up falling, right Nani?" We both laughed at the thought. 

"Right dear."

"Nani, you should get some rest by now, it's already 9:45 in the evening."

"Okay, right. You too, dear." She smiled at me before going to sleep.

"Night, Nani."

"Goodnight, dear."

***

I stood from my bed and face the mirror near the bathroom.

It is indeed a nice morning, isn't it?

I went to the kitchen to wash my face and fix myself. Then I went upstairs to check on Nani.

I found her peacefully sleeping on her bed. Wow, maybe she's still asleep. I stood beside her and watch her sleeping. I took her hand and whisper something.

I hope you'll get better soon, Nani.

But, then I realized that her hands were cold as ice, her chest wasn't moving. Mouth not even moving an inch.

I moved closer to her and tried to listen to her heartbeat, none. Tears were forming ing my eyes, threatening to come out anytime by now. I shook her body, but there's no response.

I hugged her tightly, and that's when I can't handle my emotions anymore. Fat set of tears fell down my cheeks. I screamed on top of my lungs and sobs loudly. I tried calling mom and dad but, I just can't move. I remained hugging her and crying loudly.

I finally released from the hug and laid her cold peaceful body on the bed.

I just can't imagine that I lost on of my loved ones, again. The person who treats me like her own daughter. The one who would always make me pancakes for breakfast. The one who likes to braid my hair even though I get annoyed sometimes. My grandmother who stands as my mother if my parents are gone.

Was gone.

Maybe, this isn't a nice morning after all.

***

"Mom, sorry to bother you. I called because..." I said.

"What is it honey, I'm in the office."

"Nani..."

"What about Nani..." She asked out of curiosity.

"She's gone." I burst out sobbing loudly, my tears can almost be heard from the other line.

"Wha-.. no, I-I'll be right away. Don't worry." I heard her panting and I could tell that she's about to cry but, trying to be strong.

The line was cutted and I cried again. I don't want to cry anymore deep inside because I think that I had enough tears to cry but, I can't just stop myself.

I leaned back on the edge of the bed staring firmly on the picture frame displayed on the table.

It was a picture of me and Nani. We were in the kitchen back there and that was the time when I first started to cook. My Nani taught me how to cook when I was little. She's the one who'd encouraged me to chase my dreams and goals in life. She's the one who told me not to stop cooking.

But now, it's only the memories that are left.

I heard a sound of screeching tires and that's the cue that my mom is here. I quickly went downstairs and welcomed her with a warm hug.

"Where's Nani?"

"Upstairs." I looked down on my feet.

She brushed her fingers through my hair and we went upstairs. When we opened the door, my mother suddenly dropped her bag on the floor and kneeled down on her knees. She cried loudly and try to say a single word coming out from her mouth. And I can see in her eyes, that she had fear, regretness and asking for forgiveness.

"I-I'm sorry Mama," She put her hands on her mouth in able to stop her tears. And I just can't help but sniff.

"I'm sorry if I'm not here to take care of you." She whispered this time.

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Alright! Short chapterr bye :)