All I can do is scream, all the sound leaves the room and all that's left is my ear piercing scream. Jenna picks up my mother and starts chest compressions and she finally snaps me out of my daze. "Scarlett call the police we need an ambulance", she says says loudly. I run to the living room and pick up my cell phone and Sprint back to the bath room. I dial 911 and close the bathroom door so Leah can't see in.
"911 whats your emergency", I hear a women say over the phone. "My mom has stopped breathing she has cancer can you get someone over as soon as you can", I say crying. "Ok honey the ambulance is is on the way, what's her name", she asks. "Her name is Viloet Hernandez's", I say with my voice cracking. "I'll stay on the line until the paramedics arrive. The ambulance soon arrives but there's no use. Jenna tells me to take Leah and myself into her room on the other side of the house, so Leah won't have to deal with the PTSD later. "Scarley what's going on why are their so many people in the house she's only going to see Jesus", She says with a small smile. "Well baby see all those people are jealous, she's going to see Jesus and me and Jenna don't want her to because it's gonna be a long time to see her again and their trying to convince her to stay", I say tucking a peice of hair behind her ear. "How about you take a nap we have a long day ahead of us tomorrow we get to go outside tomorrow", I say with fake enthusiasm. "Really ok scarley goodnight", she says laying down and closing her eyes. I kiss her head and walk to lock all the windows and draw the blinds. I walk into the living room sit on the couch next to a shocked looking Jenna. We sit in silence for about ten minutes and she finally breaks the silence. "I'm so sorry Scarlett I couldn't save her", she says sadly still staring off. "You tried that's all that counts", I say looking at the door still, I guess out of habit. "The funeral will be the day after tomorrow what do you want to do", she asks me finally looking at me. "I say we cremate her and do the official funeral service in Mexico, so she can make it to", I say my voice cracking. She grabs me by the shoulders and pull me into a bone crushing hug. "I love you kid and I've got you guys", she says with my head in her chest. We stay sort of cuddled on the couch and I slowly start to drift off to sleep feeling safer than I have in months.The next morning
I wake up to see Jenna in the kitchen with Leah making eggs and bacon. I have to go to the bathroom so I get up and start to walk into my Mom's room where the bathroom is. I had a feeling it wasn't a twisted dream. I thought maybe I had dreamt it all but no sadly it wasnt a dream. I suddenly feel sick and puke up basically nothing because I didn't eat dinner. I soon hear someone come into the bathroom I glance up at the mirror to see Jenna standing there. "You ok kid", she says holding my hair back I continue to dry heave. "I thought it was a dream", I say flushing the toilet. "Come on kid let's get something in your stomatch that you can throw up", she says hugging and making me laugh. "Thanks I needed that",I say with a light smile on my face still half hugging Jenna. We go sit down at the table where Leah has ketchup all over her face, she never really liked eggs so we had to mask the taste to get her to eat them. "Hey lele how you doing this morning love", I say wiping off some of the ketchup. "Good I miss mommy already though", she says taking some more eggs on her fork. "Yeah babe me too." I look her with a sad smile. "Ok chica's we have some where to be to day but I want to talk to you both about... Mommy's going away party", she says trying to find a word other than funeral. "Ok", Leah and I say at the same time. "What color flowers Leah", she turns and asks the smallest of us. "Um... Yellow", she says with with a smile on her face. "Ok Scarlett open or closed", Jenna asks turning to me referring to the casket. "Closed", I say simply."what does closed mean", Leah asks inquisitively. "Closed kitchen Leah bc at going away party people like to come and eat after the party and they eat up all our food", I say quickly trying to sound convincing. "Ok Scarlett do you guys have party clothes", she asks me but looking from me to Leah. "No", I say looking down. When we left we we didn't plan on packing funeral clothes it never crossed my mind. "It's ok after we go to party guys office we're gonna go shopping for some party clothes", she says looking at Leah. "Okay" Leah says shoveling more eggs into her mouth. We finish eating breakfast, we flip o the TV to cartoons for Leah and start watching courage the cowardly dog. We hear a knock at the dog I instantly reach for my gun. Jenna waves for me to put the gun lower and opens the door. "Mom", I here a probably twenty something year old says and hugs Jenna. "Hey bre what ya doing here where are the babies",Jenna start saying quickly and excitedly. "No it's just me are you ok. I heard from someone in town that abulances where at your house last night", she says looking worried. "No baby it wasn't me it was you Aunt Violet shes went to visit Jesus for a while and I have her kids, getting here so I can introduce you",she says pulling would I assume us named Bre in the house. "This is Scarlett", Jenna says gesturing to me. "And this is Leah", she says pointing at Leah. "Hello, it's nice to meet you" she says shaking our hands. "So why is she visiting Jesus", Bre turns and asks Jenna. "Infection and", Jenna types something in her phone.i assume it said cancer but I could be wrong. "Why does Scarlett have a gun Mom", she asks shocked. "It's a long story and it ain't mine to tell your gonna have to ask Scarlett", Jenna tells her daughter. I would assume because she doesn't want to just go telling my business. "I'll tell her Jenna", I say out loud which I didn't even know what I said until I said it. "Ok it started about two years ago when our father was still around, he was a piano teacher and he had this student called Cynthia. He abused her for years in many ways I can't say right now. None of us knew about it until it was too late. He ended up killing her and the police finally caught up to him, he committed suicide soon after being sentenced to life without chance of parole, So the family who Cynthia belonged too said that since he took a daughter their would take his daughter, The following year we started getting followed and shot at and we've been on the run ever since, we're where going to Mexico before Mom went to visit Jesus", I say kinda choking up at the end. Bre doesn't waste a second and reaches over to pull me into a hug. "You know Scarlett I have just met you but if mom trusts you I trust you and my family has got you guys you don't have to worry anymore", she says making me sob even harder these next few days are gonna be hell.
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Shaun talking here...
So guys this a chapter I connect with very deeply. My mom passed away in 2011 and some of Scarlett's reactions are from my experience. The numbness and the feeling that it's a sick dream is exactly how it feels to lose a parent, from my experience. If you still have your parents cherish them because they won't be there for ever. Hug them and tell them you love them as much as you can't because there's always a chance you won't be able to tell them ever again.
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General Fiction17 year old Scarlet Sky Hernandez, loves road trips, but having to run from her father's failures isn't her idea of a fun trip.