I just dont get it (Completed)

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Ciara's P.O.V

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I woke up to a banging on the front door. It had to be one of Trae's friends. I removed Trae's arms from around my waist, and went

downstairs to answer the door. When I opened the door, I gasped.

My mom stood there 80 pounds lighter. Her once beautiful full face was now skinny and sucked in.

Mom:"can I come in?" She said weakly

I moved over so she could step in.

We walked over to the couch,

Mom:"your so beautiful"

I started to cry, I couldn't say the same to her.

Me:"mom what happened to you "

Mom:"I been wanting to tell you" she lowered her head

Me:"please, tell me"

Mom:"I..I...-" she started to stumble over her words.

Then she breathed in and out slowly

Mom:"I promised myself I wouldn't cry when I tell you this" she smiled

I looked at her in desperation

Mom:"I have Aids"

My whole body went stiff, next thing I know I was crying on top of her and screaming.

Then I felt someone grab me, when I realized it was Trae I hugged him. And cried in his shoulders.

My mom started to rub my back crying also.

I couldn't stop crying, as much as I tried to stop I couldn't.

My body was shaking and my mind crumbled.

Then Trae carried me upstairs and laid me on the bed. I laid on his chest just crying.

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"I have aids" it kept replaying through my head every time I saw my mom.

These last days I've been helping her. Going to her house everyday. She's been getting weak and could barely move.

Daya, didn't even want to see mom this way. She explained to me she wanted the last time she saw mom healthy and well, was the only

image she wanted in her mind and not some skinny lady with dark spots around her eyes moving around weakly.

I understood. But my mom didn't, she said Daya was just being uptight.

Mom:"pass me my glasses " she pointed to the night stand. I got up and picked up her glasses and handed them to her.

Me:"Mom how come you never told me about your health"

She put down her newspaper and looked up "because I'm the mother here, you should be the one telling me about your health."

Me:"but maybe I could have helped you"

Mom:"god, has a plan for me. If he wants me you can't stop that, I'm saving my money for something more important"

Me:"what else could be important than your health?"

Mom:"when my time comes it will come its nothing no one can do about it" she said opening her newspaper

Me:"but I'm not ready for you to go"

Mom:"I know baby "

Me:"I love you"

Mom:"I love you to"