Chapter 3

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Dad hugs me tightly, I feel his tears going through my hair. I cry my heart out. I cant take this anymore, why did she need to leave?

"I will never leave you and your sister" Dad says

I cry all I can to take my sadness all out but it just makes room for more.

"She-she didnt deserve it" I say hiccuping

"No one deserved it" Dad says

We cry all day and wait for mom's heartbeat to go back, for her to be alive again, for her to be in my arms, for her to kiss my forehead for one last time.

We sleep at the hospital hoping for mom to come back but she didnt. I think of positive thoughts, I think of mom being lost in a maze and she cant find her way out. Or she just had a coma and she will come back. I take a piece of bond paper and I cover the thing where you know if the patient is dead or not. I cant accept it that she's dead. I write on the paper and put "Mom is still alive" to cheer me up. Dad wakes up and sees the paper and pats my back.

"Thats a good idea" he says smiling at the paper

"Yeah I know"

His eyes are still swollen from all his crying. Mine arent swollen at all because surprisingly all my positive and happy thoughts overcame my bad and sad thoughts but I know that I wont be like this everyday, but I'll get used to it

Sorry for the really short chapter! Hope you are enjoying the story so far, the title will be explained on chapter 5-7. Love you all!!!!

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