Mind Of Mine ~ Justin Bieber as Jason McCann

chapter five: Daddy Dearest.

Cynthia's POV
"He's been shot...The doctors are unsure when... or if he will wake up"
I awakened to an eerie silence. I heaved out a heavy sigh as I stretched my arms out in front of me; it was finally Friday I reminded myself trying to gain the motivation to do something.

I was now completely ready for school and had a good 20 minutes before I had to leave the house. I walked over to my window seat and sat myself down. I just stared at the outside absorbing myself in thought. I was disturbed when I heard my door handle twisting. I looked over to my door and in stepped my mom. Even though I hated what she was doing to my dad I couldn't help but love her. She brought me life I couldn't just block her out completely; at the end of the day she was still my mom.

"Hello sweetheart", she spoke in a very soft tone which I instantly thought was weird as she only did this when something was wrong. I sighed, "Hey Mom. What's up?". She took a moment to look me up and down, she stopped when she met my eyes. Her green eyes were all bloodshot and puffy, as if she had been crying. "Your father is coming home.", she said bluntly. I was taken back and froze in complete shock. "Wh...What?. Why aren't you happy Mom this is great news!", I exclaimed rising up from my seat, tears of happiness glimmering in my eyes ready to fall as a huge smile spread on my face. "He won't be the same sweetie. We won't be the same.", she said trembling trying to hold back more tears. "Why?", I quizzed.
"He... He's been shot, they are bringing him back to the local hospital. He's stabilised but is in a coma and the doctors are unsure when or...if he will wake up.", the tears were now obvious on her face. A wave of darkness went straight through my body. My legs trembling, I was sure I'd be able to hold myself up. I was wrong; I collapsed to the ground, tears rolling down my face. I went into full breakdown. Sobbing and screaming. My brother had now entered the room and had lent down by me cradling me and hugging me. My mom had joined us on the floor hugging both me and my brother. After about 5 minutes I'm pretty sure I blacked out as the next time I woke up I was laying on my bed with my clothes still on.

I shivered as I remembered what I had been told and more tears started to form in my eyes. I quickly wiped them away as my eyes were starting to burn. I glanced over to my alarm clock. 13:56pm is what the clock read. I picked up my mirror from my bedside table and held it up to my face. My eyes were puffy and bloodshot and my cheeks were black from where my mascara had ran. I went to the bathroom and got straight in the shower. I felt an instant sense of ease as the hot water trickled down my cold skin. The ease was short as I started to reflect on the news I had received this morning. Tears started to form again and I leant up against the shower wall and slowly started to slide back down again. I sat with my knees to my chest and let all the tears fall, drifting in and out of consciousness. I was pretty sure that by the end of the day all my tears would be gone.

Jason's POV
"Cindy?", I called as I entered her bedroom. There was no reply when I knocked so I peered my head round the door. There was no sight of her in her room. I paused and that's when I heard the water running it sounded like it was coming from her bathroom. I went over to the bathroom door, "Cindy?", I called again and again. There was no answer. I pushed the door open and stepped in. I turned to my right and I revealed myself to her lifeless body. "O... Oh my god", I stuttered grabbing a towel from off the shelf. With no hesitation I wrapped the towel round her bare skin and lifted her up carrying her to her bed. Her eyes stood puffy on her delicate face and thick streaks of black from her makeup ran down her cheeks.

I lay her down and she instantly sat back upright slowly burying her face into my chest as she sobbed hard and loud. I hushed and rocked her, comforting her and telling her I was there and that I wasn't going to leave anytime soon. "Wh...When does it get better Jason? When do you forget?", she asked forcing every word out of her mouth. "It doesn't,", I admitted. "You never forget either. You just slowly learn how to live without them.", I stated still holding her close to me. I hadn't lost my mom, it's not like I was going to find her down the back of my couch one day. She abandoned me. It was her choice if she wanted to come back. A lot like Cynthia's dad. He hadn't abandoned her but it would be easy for her to tell herself that he had. He wasn't dead. He was in a coma and it was his choice if he wanted to come back. Would he give up or would he keep up fighting.

It took her two hours to drift off into an uneasy slumber. I lay with her all night slowly drifting in and out of sleep myself. I was determined to stay awake. Just in case she needed me.