The Last Teardrop

Drop Six

Gemma's POV.

From the living room, I heard the sound of cabinets and drawers in the kitchen as they were opened and closed. Not too loud like mad, but a slammed sound of hurrying, as if someone will going to punish her by the delay of something. 

"Gemma, did your brother hasn't call yet? I'm almost done here." Mum called out from the kitchen while I'm sitting on the couch at the living room, trying to occupy myself with something interesting. 

Books on my hand while watching The Two Broke Girls, and should say I'm more focus on watching rather than reading because the two girls are insanely funny.

"Not yet." I answered, still eyes on tv.

She's preparing dinner and wine for tonight for celebrating Ashton's graduation. 

I know I should be in the kitchen with her, helping her to prepare for dinner but she won't allow me to. 

She said that, she wants to do it herself alone like what she always does before. 

It's been a long time since she prepared dinner for us since dad gone. So, she guess this is the time to allow herself to do it again for us, without her loving husband. 

"Call him then, it's almost eight" she commands while placing the wine on the table in the dining area, brushing the table clothe by her hand, making sure there were no crimps on the surface.

"Okay!" I check the time, it's already eight o'clock and he should be home at the moment for dinner. 

Maybe he's on his way home, I thought. It's fifteen minutes drive from his Uni to our house, there're might be a traffic on the way that's why he's still not here or maybe he didn't notice the time while he's on the party, causing him to come home late.

To make sure he's on his way, I dialed his number and call him. He doesn't pick up on the first ring, but he does on the second ring.

"I'm on my way" he quickly say before I even ask him where he is, his voice is thick and booming. No doubt that he's drunk, I know his voice very well when he's drunk or not.

"Okay" I replied, after that, I ended the call. I walked to the kitchen to tell mum that he'll be here in a couple of minutes, then went upstairs to my room, to change clothes. 

I decided to wear a printed gray long t-tshirt, that is two inches above the knee and a pair of converse. 

I fold the both sleeves of the t-shirts twice and comb my hair and put a thin bandana around my head just more like a headband, then went downstairs just quickly as that. 

I don't mind putting make-up because it's only a dinner specially for us three and there's no other visitors invited, only Drake, but when I asked him earlier if he could drop by, he already assured me that he can't.

After a couple of minutes there's a knock on the door, making mum raised her head and uncrossed her legs from sitting on the couch.

"I'll get it" I vonlunteered and she nods. 

I walked to the front door and turn the doorknob to open.

When I opened it, my eyes widened and I was surprised to what I saw. 

Ashton's POV.

As I was driving, I can't still believe that I was with this weird girl, in my car to be exact.

I'm still thinking if I should bring her to the hospital or not because there is a part of me that don't want to answer any fucking questions coming from the doctors or nurse about what had happpened to her. And it will only waste my time for sure if I tell them the whole fucking story.

Becasue of that, I have no choice where to bring her but to my mother's house instead.

When I pulled off to my mother's driveway, I get out of the car and open the door of the backseat to carry her off. She's not heavy as I thought.

I slammed the car's door with my foot and head off to the house.

I really don't know what will going to be their reactions when they saw me carrying this weird girl, and I have no idea what will they think of me bringing her here. 

Especially my mum. 

She's the first person I thought when I already can't seemed to think of where to bring this girl.

I know she's the one who could help me with this.

She knows her and her mother enough based on what they told me earlier, that's why I brought her here.

I know that my mum will call her friend right away to come over to see her weird daugther and my mum will be the one who can tell the whole thing when she asked what happened.

Because once I've already told the whole story, I won't repeat the hell thing ever again, and that's for sure.

When I stepped into the doorstep, I knocked twice and within a seconds, the door opens.

"Oh..my..God" is the only word that Gemma said the moment she saw me carrying a girl. 

Her eyes widened, her jaw dropped then gave a curious look towards me then to the girl.

"What?" I blurted. As if something bad is not happening.

"What happened to her? What did you do to her?" she throws me unwanted questions. Fuck, is she serious? 

I didn't answer her question and rolled my eyes instead.

"What--" I cut her off. I'm over it.

"Would you please get out of the way and let me put this thing down first before you make an interview?" I sarcastically told her.

"Oh sorry" She completely opened the door and let me through towards the living room.

Mum was sitting on the couch the moment I stepped in, and when she turned to see me she had an expression same as Gemma. 

Her eyes also widened when she knew who I was carrying.

"Jane?" 

"Oh my God." her mouth opens, finding words what to say.

"Ashton honey, what happened to her?" she quickly stood up from the couch. "Lay her down here" she commands.

I walked towards the couch and laid her down. 

(Hi guys! How was it so far? I'm already on my 6th drop and I feel glad everytime the number of reads moved up. :) I thank you for that guys! It means a lot. And please don't forget to vote. Please, please! Haha! and let me know how do find the story. Thanks love! Have a great day! xx)