Just You And Me

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A/N: Hey! We're back to Alliot's P.O.V. Thanks for reading! Enjoy the chapter😊

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I walked through St. Alban's hospital hallways, skeeming the room numbers of Ward C and finally halting at room C22. I took a deep breath, bracing myself for what's to come next. For years my mom has been slipping in and out of depression since my dad left us for some witch of a step mom. And the sad part is, that my dad would secretly come over and give my mom false hope that he'll divorce the other woman and come back to us and that he just needed a little more time. 9 years later and another child down the line, we're still stuck in this emotional rollercoaster waiting for it to calm to a screeching halt.

The last time I saw my mom was last month. I haven't been able to see her due to mid-terms and work has been so hectic but I made sure to call her daily to check up on her and also call the hospital to check on how her treatment was going. Since they changed her doctor, her progress has been great according to the hospital but "great" for hospitals could mean minimal change.

I stood there in front of the door kind of anxious and scared to see her again because the last time I saw her, her body was frail and she barely spoke to me, she would just stare at the ceiling and mumble incoherently with trickles of tears spilling from her beautiful blue eyes. 

Clearing the thoughts from mind, I pushed the door open and immediately stopped in my tracks. There she was, sitting on her bed fully engrossed in the book she was reading. She looked so different. Her skin wasn't pale anymore, her body recovered from the frail state it was in a month ago and she was... She was actually smiling. I couldn't stop staring at her.

"Well are you just gonna stand there gawking at your mother or are you gonna come here and give her a hu-" she didn't get to finish her question because I ran to her and attacked her with a bone crushing hug while hot tears flowed from my eyes. She stroked my hair while laughing at my reaction and sniffling, a clear indication that she too was feeling the feels. Like me, my mother was a big cry baby so it was no surprise when we burst into one massive ugly cry.

"I missed you so much mom. I missed your smiles, laughs and other forms of normal human interactions!" I said in one breath.

She chuckled and pulled my face away, wiping my tears away.

"I missed me too Al!" she whispered to me.

"What about me?" I ask putting my hand over my heart feigning hurt.

"Nope definitely not you." She says shaking her head to which I gasp.

"I'm kidding, so how have you been? How are you and Michael?" She asks excitedly. I haven't told her that the two-timing-jerk and I broke up.

"The jerk and I are no more mother." I said nonchalantly. I'm honestly over that cheating douche.

"Eh... never liked him anyway. Do I need to know what happened?" She asked, a sad look masking the excitement she's really feeling because I broke up with the guy she didn't approve of.

"Nope and you? How did this happen?" I ask her gesturing to her appearance. 

"Nothing that a little tender loving care can't fix!" she said winking at me. Just then, her new doctor walked in and the room was all of a sudden filled with awkward unexplainable tension, mainly coming from my mom and the doctor. This concerned me because I hadn't met him before in person, just spoke with him over the the phone or via emails, so this tension and the weird glances they're giving each other puzzled me. What? Did they not get along?