The Mentor: 5SOS

Two

"Hey, Mum." I say, tears welling up in my eyes. "I got on The Mentor. I don't know where I'm going, but I'm sure it's some place good. It will be really fun. But it also means five months without seeing you." At that point I just broke down. "I really wish you were still here. Cancer sucks! I really really miss you, a lot. I really wish you were still here. Dad refuses to date anyone else, he still loves you, we both do. You never gave up." I sobbed. "I wish I was the one who got cancer, I really do. I don't care if I fought through it or if I died, I just wish you didn't leave! I hope you're happy up there, hope you met The Beatles, or at least the ones that died. Mum, I love you. I'll never forget you or the things you did for me! I just wish you never died, Mummy! I really do! I hope your okay up there. Daddy and I will join you soon, hopefully not too soon, but soon. Soon we'll be by your side, watching my kids and maybe my grandchildren. I really love you. I have to go now. I'll try to come back tomorrow. I love you."

I stood up and laid a bouquet of flowers I bought on my way over on her grave. I kissed her tombstone and walked away, attempting to dry my eyes.

The drive back was very bipolar for me; I was singing along to a bunch of Imagine Dragons songs, but then crying because I just went to see my mum, the quietly celebrating because I was on The Mentor, then a repeat of the previous list.

When I got back home it was very quiet. My dad wasn't there, at least he wasn't in my sight range, TV was off, the only sounds was the buzzing of our refrigerator.

As soon as I closed the door, the doorbell rang, I opened the door and the pizza guy was standing in front of me.

"Medium pineapple pizza, extra cheese?" He asked while holding out the cardboard box with a cartoon smile.

"Yes, please. And... Um... How much will that be?" I asked once I set the pizza down on the couch and started sifting through my purse to find my wallet.

"Seven pounds." He said, smile still plastered on his face. I finally found my wallet and pulled out ten pounds, three for the tip.

"Keep the change." I tell him before closing the door and carrying the pizza to the kitchen.

I get out a plate and start eating when I hear a car door slam, shortly after that, Dad comes in through the front door holding balloons that say 'Congrats' and a chocolate cake.

"Pizza come?" He asked when he put the cake down and tied the balloons to the doorknob on the door to the basement.

"Yeah." I responded. For the rest of the night we just kind of talked and hung out. That's always how our father-daughter relationship has been.

After watching the seven episodes of Cake Boss with my dad, I realized I hadn't told Madi, yet.

Madi is my best friend, no it's not Madison as in Rosemarie's best friend, it's Madilin, as in my best friend. And no, she is not a guitar.

I went to my room and grabbed my phone off of my bed, I went through my contacts to find the name that said 'Maddog' and hit the call button.

"Hello?" I heard her ask after four rings.

"I GOT ON!" I screamed into the phone. I heard her drop her phone, probably because I screamed really loud and high pitched. After picking her phone back up, Madi took a deep breath and screamed back, together we screamed in harmony.

"Did you?" I asked when we stopped.

"Del, I don't go to your school, I'm not talented." She said slowly as if I were from a different planet.

"Oh, yeah." I said slowly, too. "But are talented, just not musically. You are a great artist!" I told her, she laughed sarcastically.

"If I'm such a great artist, why wasn't I accepted to the art school I wanted to go to?" She said, kind of sadly.

"Because they don't know talent when they see it, I bet they're regretting rejecting you!" I said encouragingly.

"Whatever, but you actually got- NO! DON'T EAT THAT, JIMMY!- sorry got to go!" She said quickly. Jimmy is her little six year old brother, who likes to eat strange things. Oh, Jimmy.

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Oh, poor Delilah, I almost cried while writing about her talking to her Mom! But the chapter did turn happy in the end. I wonder what Jimmy ate? Oh, Jimmy. Okay, bye.

-Sarah

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