Just Another Love Story

Chappie 7

Chapter 7: Its Good Tea

I wake up at 11 am.
Thank goodness its a Saturday.
I get up and head straight to the shower because I'm sweaty and sticky from last night's nightmare.
When I get out I call Tabby. I need to talk to her about Justin. About what I felt and about what I know he felt and about our "encounter" in English.
"Hey!" I greet when she picks up.
"What's up best friend?" She asks.
"I was wondering if you could come over today? I need to talk to you."
"Of course! Are you alright?"
"Yes I'm fine," I reassure her, "its not exactly about me, more about," I pause, "Justin." I say.
She squeals and I pull the phone away from my ear.
"Yes yes yes. I knew it. What happened? Oh my god don't tell me I'm coming." She says excitedly. The phone gets muffled as I hear her move around.
I laugh, "relax, we didn't fall in love and get married and have children. Just, something happened." I tell her. She squeals again.
"This is the beginning of hashtag Belltin or Justell." She says. I roll my eyes and chuckle.
"Just be here in 10 minutes and no more couple names, its freaking weird." We both laugh and I hang up the phone.
I head down stairs to the kitchen surprised to not see my mom.
I look in the living room and she isn't there either.
Hm.
She can't still be sleeping. Sleeping in is not her thing; she is always up before me.
Oh ! She's probably just reading in her room.
I head back upstairs and go to her door. I give two soft knocks and call name.
"Mom." No answer.
"Mom. How deep are you in that book?" I laugh uneasily.
Silence.
"Mom ?" I push the door open slightly. Only wide enough to stick my head in; I see her laying on the bed and I walk in.
"Mom.." I say quietly. I walk to her bed. I touch her softly then give her a soft shake. When nothing happens I start to panic.
I rip the blanket off to find her eyes open and her body twisted, laying on it's side. She looks as though she is asleep but I know she isn't.
"Mom!" I yell and shake her some more.
Oh my god.
My breathing picks up as I take my phone out my back pocket and call 911. I hear the door bell remembering I invited Tabby over.
I run down stairs while talking to the lady on the 911 line.
"Please come quick my mom is super unresponsive.. coming Tabby!.. yes I checked her pulse it's slow as hell," I open the door and Tabby beams at me,
"Hey !" I ignore her and run back up stairs.
"Come." I say to her. "No she wasn't acting weird yesterday I just found her. Could you just come please?!" I tell the 911 lady.
"Belle, what's going-" she stops when she sees my mom.
She looks pale and her skin is thin. I don't understand what is going on, I don't understand what is happening, why is this happening ?
***
An hour later I'm sitting in the hospital waiting area with a blanket rapped around me and Tabby laying in my lap with tea in my hands.
About 45 minutes ago a bunch of ambulance people came and took my mom away. None of them telling me what happened or what is going on. They kept telling me the same bullshit that I have heard my entire life.
Don't worry it'll be okay.
Everything will be fine.
I'm waiting for the doctor to come tell me if my mom is actually, okay.
Tabby sits up and we trade places. Now I'm laying on her lap and she drinks the tea.
Its good tea.
She plays with my hair and says,
"What a crazy fucking world we live in. I'm not going to sit here and tell you everything is going to be alright because it just might not be and as your best friend, I refuse to lie to you. But I will say this. You, will be okay." She concludes.
I look up at her and smile with tears brimming at the line of my eyes.
"I love you Tabitha Greene. You always know just what to say." And I meant it too. She has always known what to say and when and how to say it. She has never told me what I want to here, always her honest opinion. And I love her for that.
She places a kiss on my forehead and the doctor comes out.
We both stand up and wait for him to speak.
"Hello. I am doctor Edward Jem and I will be looking after your mother." He smiles at me and I give him a blank stare.
He clears his throat, "I'm just going to cut right to the chase. Your mother.."
Tabby drops the mug.
Smash.

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