8 - The Last Straw

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Third person P.O.V

Daniel was hanging out with his friends and some girls in a club. When he got out to take a phone call in a quite alley, he saw someone walking barefooted looking like mess.

"Geez! She looks like a zombie. Wait, is that, (y/n)?" he finally realized that it was you. "What is she ..." he continued but then saw you suddenly standing on the road when a car's approaching. He ran as fast as he can to you.

BEEP BEEP! BEEEEEEEP!

The car stopped right before it hit you. The driver cursed at you before he drove away. You wanted to die so bad, but the horror when you imagine the car hit you was so scary. Your whole body was trembling, so you crumpled down on the street.

Daniel grabbed your hand roughly "Are you trying to get yourself killed?" he shouted.

"Yes. I just want to die. Why didn't the car hit me? Why am I still alive?" you said as you grabbed his arm tightly.

"Are you out of your mind?" he shouted as he was mad, until he realized that your whole body was trembling. "Come on, let's get you somewhere safe" he said as he helped you got up, but you fainted. "(y/n), wake up! (y/n)!" he shouted as he slapped your face lightly to wake you up.

He carried you to a pedestrian walk and called an ambulance to bring you to a hospital. Inside the ambulance Daniel grabbed your hand tightly and pray to God to keep you safe. You were so cold and pale, your ankle and feet were full of bruises and cuts.

Once you got treated in the hospital, you started to regain your consciousness.

End of Third person P.O.V

When I woke up, I felt pain all over my body. I saw Daniel was holding my hand tightly as he planted his head on the side of my bed.

"Daniel ... what happened?" I asked softly.

"(y/n), you're awake? Doctor! Nurse! She's awake!" he called out the doctor and nurse frantically while still holding your hand.

After they checked on me, they said that I'd be fine except I'd need to rest and wear a bandage because my ankle was injured pretty bad.

I looked at my feet and saw the bruises and cuts. They have been treated, but I'm sure the scars won't go away.

"What happened? Huh? Why would you do that?" he suddenly asked.

"Hmm? I probably sleep walking again" I answered lightly with a smile.

"God damn it (y/n)! Do you think I'm stupid?" he yelled. He was furious as he had no idea on how he could help you and you kept making him worry. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to raise my voice" he said when he realized that you were staring blankly.

"It's okay. I know. Thank you for taking care of me again" I said as I flashed a smile assuring him.

Suddenly I got a text message, my dad told me that my mom's having trouble breathing. My eyes grew wide as I saw the message.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Daniel panicked when he saw me got up from the bed and removed every needle in my body.

"I have to go. My mom. She's ..." I couldn't continue and tears started falling, then I walked out as fast as I can.

"Alright, alright. Just let me carry you, okay? I'll get you there as soon as I can" he said as he piggy backed me, then ran outside to grab a taxi.

I was restless the whole trip but Daniel's hand never leave mine.

Once we got home I ran out of the taxi after I said thank you to Daniel.

"Mom? Are you okay?" I asked when I got into my parents room. I saw my mom was laying weakly on her bed and my dad was sitting beside her.

"Why did you call her? I want to see my son. I don't want to die before I see my son" she said weakly.

It hurts me when I hear what she said. But all that matter now is, I want her to be fine.

When she's calmed down and asleep, I was busy asking my aunt, who is a doctor, about my mom's condition. I asked her what should I do. I also called my brother and asked him to come home to see mom. He promised that he'll come tomorrow morning. I was so tired, so I fell asleep on the chair beside my mom's bed.

When I was awake, my dad was not in the room, but my mom was still sleeping. I was about to get up until I saw her moved.

"Mom, are you okay? Do you need anything?" I asked.

"Have you call your brother?" she asked.

"Yeah I called him, he said he'll come today. I'm gonna get you water" I said as I got out of her room.

When I came back with a glass of water, I heard my mom was ending her call with my aunt.

"That was your aunt, she said that you sounded so worried last night. So I told her that you must be pretending to be worried" my mom said.

CLANK

I dropped the glass of water that was in my hand. That was my last straw. I just couldn't believe that she could think that I was pretending, when I was so scared to death that something bad might happen to her. If there's just one thing that I know about myself, I know, for sure, that I'm not that kind of person.

I didn't realize that tears started falling through my cheeks. I didn't feel hurt, or pain, or anything.

"What are you doing? You're always making a mess. And now why are you crying?" she ranted.

Nothing that she said seems to matter to me anymore. From that moment, I swore that I'm gonna take care of myself and I'm not gonna let her or anyone hurt me anymore. I wiped off the tears on my cheeks and cleaned up the shattered glass.

I went back to my room to clean up and change my clothes. I put bandages on the cuts in my hands that I got from cleaning up the shattered glass. Then I walked out of the house without saying anything to anyone.

When I was out, I saw Daniel was waiting in front of the house. He smiled when he saw me, but nothing seems to matter to me anymore.

"What are you doing here?" I asked coldly.

"What do you mean? Of course I'm here to checking up on you" he said.

"Look Daniel, thank you for what you did for me last night. But if you're here because you pity me, don't bother. I can take care of myself. I don't need your charity case." I said as I left him.

Third person P.O.V

"What the hell?" he cursed.

But then he realized, he also didn't know why he did this. It's not that he has any interest in you, as you're totally not his type.

"So it is pity. I do this out of pity. Come on Daniel, let's just leave. After all that you did for her? She didn't even care that you're waiting here all night, because you're worried about her. She doesn't deserve you" Daniel said to himself then walked away.

End of Third person P.O.V

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