west coast; skate maloley

chapter 15

annalyse,
"hey beautiful" nate kissed me.

"well, hey" i smiled.

"ready to go?" he asked me.

"yes" i smiled and followed him to his car.

he drove me to school and himself.

once, we got there we walked to the table with everyone else.

and i thought about my mom. and if she's okay. she has to be okay. i need her to be.

she's my bestfriend.

i just sat there staring at the ground thinking about her.

she's okay, i know she is. she's strong and amazing and i know she's gonna be okay, she always is anyways.

it's april now and we have a month until we graduate so i can go visit her anytime i want then.

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it's been a few weeks since that day, and since i told nate everything and now i'm studying for finals so i'll pass.

i saw the picture frame on my nightstand of me and my mom last year whenever we went somewhere for my birthday.

i miss cuba.

i planned on going to a really great school there, although i haven't told nate or my brothers.

i told my dad about it last year when i applied. and i have a good chance at getting in.

i mean, i have perfect grades, all A's, everything.
perfect GPA.
it's all perfect.

and today was saturday. so i was gonna drive down to the rehab center because on saturdays they have visiting days from 9-5

it was 12:00 right now.

i was dressed, i walked downstairs.

"hey, i'm going to visit mom today" i said to my dad who was on the couch with cameron and mason.

me and mason haven't talked much since what he said.

he looked at me.

"i'm sorry okay. i didn't mean what i said. just don't be mad at me anymore" he blurted.

"it's okay mason, i know" i said.

because truth is, i did forgive him, but it was really mean too.

"okay but uh first," he started.

"just come here, me, mason and jack all got you a late birthday present together." he smiled and made me close my eyes and he lead me outside.

"ready?" cameron said.

"yes."

"okay" mason said.

"1, 2, 3" jack said and i opened my eyes and gasped when i saw a black range rover.

they have money.

wow, this is such a nice car.

"oh, my god." i said.

"do you like it?" jack asked.

"like, i love it. you guys are awesome but you really didn't have to do this. i mean this is indrecible so thank you." i smiled and hugged each of them.

"yeah, well, we wanted you to fit in here and we forced dad to make you come anyways, he wanted you to come but i think we wanted you to come more" cameron smiled.

"i love you guys" i smiled and hugged cameron.

"we love you!" jack said.

"now here, go see your, your uh mom" jack said tossing the keys to me.

"does one of you want to come with me?" i asked.

"i'll come" cameron said.

i smiled, "okay" i said and i got in the drivers seat.

he got in the passenger.

jack and mason went back inside.

i pulled out the driveway.

and i started driving there.

it's been so long.

about thirty minutes later, i was at the rehab center.

we got out and i've been here plenty of times before.

cameron walked with me and i was smiling because i was excited to see her of course but when the usual smiling mrs. cathy, the lady that works on visiting hours was frowning when i saw her, i knew something was wrong.

something was wrong and it was bad, i can tell just by her face.

"what's wrong?" i asked her.

"your mom, she uh she started coughing blood a few minutes ago so she was rushed to the hospital" she said.

"what?" i said as i felt the tears.

cameron grabbed my hand.

"oh, my god" i said and ran back to the car and cameron followed me.

"we have to-" i stopped because i was crying.

"come on, annalyse, give me the keys, you're crying and you can't see, you're not in the right state of mind" he said.

i handed them and we switched spots.

he drove us quickly to the hospital.

as soon as i got out.

my phone started ringing. my dad.

"dad?" i said. "i need you to go to the hospital" he said.

"i'm already here" i cried.

"i'll be there soon okay. she's going to be okay." he said.

i just hung up and walked in.

"where's my mom?" i asked the lady sitting at the desk.

"who's your mom? what's her name?" she asked.

"are you, annalyse gilinsky?" a doctor walked out a room.

"yes, yes, that's me" i said quickly.

"okay, you can come with me" she said.

cameron followed me.

"sorry, it's only family" she said.

"he's my brother, he is family" i said.

"okay" she nodded and she showed us to a room.

we walked in a room and there she was.

my mom. connected to a bunch of tubes.

machines. she looked so terrible.

i walked to her side.

and cried even more.

i grabbed her hand.

"please be okay" i whispered looking at her.

i was crying so much, i couldn't control it, i didn't want her to die, she has to be okay.

i can't live without her, i don't want to be here anymore, i just want to go home with her. again.

please let her be okay.

"annalyse" cameron said and grabbed my other hand.

"it's gonna be okay" he whispered.

"i want to go home" i mumbled.

"we can go home" he said.

"with her, i want to go home" i said again and he caught on what i meant.

"you want to go home to cuba" he said.

and i nodded.

i sat down in a chair and held her hand.

"please be okay, mom. i need you still." i whispered as i layed my head on her bed.

but didn't let go of her hand. ever