In Paris (Under Major Editing)

Chapter Fifty-Seven

FIFTY-SEVEN.

“Brianna? Can you hear me?” My mom’s great fucking boyfriend tries to talk to me but I can’t seem to speak. I feel like I’m in shock. My whole attention was on my mom right now who was in a hospital bed in the emergency room.

I know I should panic, cry or whatsoever but seeing my mom in this state and knowing that the reason was she got a heart attack, lead me back from the past where I witnessed my dad’s death. They got the same condition and I can help but picture my mom stopped breathing. It also made me remember of my nightmare earlier. Is my nightmare a sign? That something like this would happen?

“I called the baby sitter, don’t worry about your brother. He’s fine. He hasn’t seen your mother having a heart attack.” Roland speaks again. “Brianna, I need you to at least talk to me. I know you hate me but I’m getting worried. I mean you haven’t spoken since you came here.”

He’s right. I don’t know how long I have been quiet and still since my arrival here, but I know it’s pretty a long time. I need my mom to wake up, now. I need her to open her eyes and see that her daughter was here. I need her to be conscious so I’ll go back to my sanity. If something happens to her, I’ll go mad.

As I stared at my mother, visions of my dead father is also been seen. I know I haven’t witnessed my mom having a heart attack but if she dies, I don’t know of what I was capable of doing bad things to myself. I love my mom even though she treats me like her stress ball or trade me over her boyfriend.

Also, when I saw her, I never thought how much I miss her. The last time I saw her was Christmas and today was the last day of February.

She’ll die.

The demon in me, speaks. No. She won’t. She’s strong and she can handle this.

You can practically picture her now in a coffin all dress in white. Look, you can see your dad in her that means she will be just like him.

You got no one now, even if Ejhay and Jayson are willing to be there, I know it won’t be enough for you. Almost all of your friends are gone, your reputation was screwed and you’re heartbroken. You can’t get over of your dad’s death and now your mom is next, they will all leave you behind, Brianna.

It keeps on reminding me of all the things I’ve lost and that leads my eyes to sting. But I feel there are no more tears to shred.

What if you leave now first? They will all care if you die. And you will be free from this cruel world.

My left hand quickly went to my right wrist, where the scars is placed as I pinched it hard. I don’t know what I’m doing but I’m finding the stinging sensation. I’m letting it all out, again.

“What are you doing?” I heard Roland says but then again, I ignored him. Even though I hate his guts, I don’t want my anger to myself all dart to him.

Then suddenly, I feel some people standing behind me. It’s the doctor, I’m sure of it.

“Who are you?” Roland asked. Wait, he doesn’t know who’s the doctor or he was only a complete idiot? Sorry for the term.

“Bree!” I heard a familiar feminine voice as her face was been shown in front of me, Ejhay. “Are you okay? What happened?”

I only stared at her, I have no energy to speak and by the pinching of my wrist, I can feel the stinging sensation now.

“Why isn’t she talking?!” Ejhay says to Roland, I think. Her face was already gone in front of me as I can see my mom again.

“I don’t know, she was like that since she came here.” Roland answers. “Again, who are you, all of you?” Wait, there’s more?