Chapter 9- "Don't Leave Me"

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Elliott's POV:

I walk into my house. Its quiet. I look over at the couch and see my sister asleep and the tv on. I turn the tv off and look for my mom. Where is the?

"Mom?"

Its silent.

I run up the stairs and walk into my moms room.

I find my mom sitting on her bed looking down at the ground.

"Mom?" She looks up at me. "Mom, are you okay? What's wrong?"

"Just a little headache, I'm fine." She says, standing up slowly.

Next thing I know, she's collapsing to the floor.

Panic can go from a 0 to 100 in an instant. Mine went from a 0 to 10000 in seconds.

...

I don't know how long I was at the hospital. It felt like years. I just sat in the waiting room for hours, holding my sister and hoping that I wouldn't loose my mom too.

Three years ago...

"How is he doing Dr. Greene?" I hear my mom ask the doctor.

"His levels are dropping dramatically and many internal bleeding. We've tried everything we can. Your husband probably has less than a few minutes. I'm sorry."

I could see the tears falling down my mothers face and I could feel the ones falling from mine.

...

Do you know what it's like to loose someone you need and love? Do you understand the pain? But to then loose another.. why is my life like this? And my sister.. she's so young and won't ever remember them.

The doctors and nurses were running in and out of my mothers room in the hospital.

I brushed my fingers through my sleeping sisters hair. Luckily she slept most of the time and hopefully she won't wait up a orphan.

I look up to see my uncle walking through the door. The uncle who I haven't seen since my dad died. He's my dad's brother and apparently saw no point to still see us after dad passed. I always hated him, he was a drunk and never could settle down with a women.

"How is she?" He asks as he approaches.

I shrug.

"These stupid people." He grunts and walks up to the lady at the desk.

I can't hear what she's saying. I can't tell whether or not it's good or bad.

By the expression on my uncles face, its not good.

Three years ago...

I walk up and look at the cold body of my father. His skin is white and his eyes are closed. I felt the tears but tried to look strong for my mom.

"Gone from us that smiling face,

The cheerful pleasant ways,

The heart that won so many friends

A life made beautiful by kindly deeds

And even though your smile is gone,

And your hands we cannot touch,

Still we have so many memories,

Of the ones we loved so much.

Your memory is our keepsake,

With which we'll never part,

God has you in His keeping,

We have you in our hearts." The words play through my head until the funeral ends and we cast my father deep into the earth.

...

Its 3 p.m. the next day. They had her stay over night and we haven't seen her yet. My uncle is talking to the doctor to see what is happening. My mom apparently had a seizure that was caused by her brain cancer. She's been unconscious and I haven't gotten to see her. I look over to see my sister was still sleeping. I haven't sleep much and I don't think my uncle has either. I think he's just trying to make his brother proud and make sure his wife doesn't die too.

"We noticed that the seizure cause the tumor to stop swelling and we think that if we do the procedure now, we can remove the tumor." I hear the doctor tell my uncle.

Wait, is he saying my mom can be cured?

"You can save her?"

"If we can remove the tumor, hopefully that will stop from slowly killing her but there are no guarantees that another tumor will or not show."

I can see my uncle thinking.

"I'm just her brother in law. I'm not sure if it's my decision."

"Well its now or never because if we don't act now, it will start to grow and she will only have a month or two left to live." Doctor Jean says.

My uncle looks at me and my sister and nods to the doctor.

...

Its been 20 minutes since she was taken in for surgery.

My sister and uncle went to get some snacks and drinks. I haven't spoken to Natalie, only once. I texted her earlier to let her know I wouldn't be in school today and that my kom was in the hospital. I look at my phone and see she never responded.

I turn off my phone and look up to see Natalie standing in the doorway with her brother.

I stand up and she runs towards me. I fall into her arms and sob. The tears fall down my face. She holds my tight and I just let my pain out.

"I can't loose her too, she's all I have left. I don't wanna be alone."

"You aren't alone, you have me." She whispers.

I continue to sob as she sits down and pulls me close to her. I law my head on her lap and let the tears fall down.

"Breathe. It's okay. You're going to be okay. Just relax. Just breathe."

...

I wake up to bright lights in my eyes. I can feel a soft hand stroking my curly hair and a warm arm rested by my shoulder. My vision clears and I see Natalie. Her long purple hair is pulled into a pony tail. She looks beautiful.

I slowly sit up and rub my red eyes, "What time is it?"

"About 2 I guess." She says. My eyes open wide. My sister and uncle aren't in the waiting room. My mom, is she okay?

"Two? Where is my uncle? Is my mom okay? Did the surgery go okay?" I panic.

"Hey, hey, relax. Everything went okay. Your uncle and sister are in the room with your mom right now. Your uncle wanted to let you sleep a bit before seeing her." I relax my muscles and pull Natalie into a hug.

"Thank you." I whisper.

Natalie then takes me to the room my mom is at. They won't let her in so she just heads back to the waiting room. I'm thankful she's here to help me out.

"Hi mom." I softly say as I walk in.

Her eyes are halfway open and she looks tired, probably from all of the medication.

She holds her hand out and I quickly grab it and hold it tightly, softly rubbing my fingers against her soft skin.

"You're gonna be okay mom. Everything will be okay now. I love you." I say softly and plant a kiss on her cheek.

My uncle leaves me and Parker to be alone with my mom. The doctor even comes back in and tells us that the tumor is gone and so is the cancer but its a 20% chance that it can return but we forget about that cause me and Parker are just happy to see our mom alive and well.

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