Harmoni

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"Can I speak to his parents?" The nurse looks around the room as Honesty gets up and Oliver walks over to the nurse. She pulls them into the hallway and speaks to them in hushed voices.

After a while, they still don't come back and everyone else in the room starts to get antsy. After maybe thirty minutes I can't sit still anymore and need to walk around.

"Harmoni you can go home, I'll call you if there is any news." My whispers in my ear squeezing my hand. I nodded not sure what would be the best thing for me to do, grabbing my keys, phone and wallet and heading outside. Just as I walk out of the waiting room I run into Oliver's mom.

She looks almost like Oliver except she has blonde hair and blue eyes. For as much gray is in her hair Noel isn't even 40 years old yet, she just turned 38 this year."Harmoni." She smiles giving me a hug. "I'm so sorry I raised a piece of shit." She says rubbing my back.

"He told you?" I ask as she pulls away from the hug. Oliver's mom and I officially met three years ago. She worked two jobs since Oliver started high school and never had the time to really meet me. Her reasoning was so that Oliver could get the education she never got due to her having him so young. But to help pay for college she had to save up money.

"Yeah finally told me about my first grandson last week. I wanted to call but I didn't want to make anything harder for you." She smiles sadly rubbing my shoulder.

"You probably want to know what's going on with him. The nurse pulled...his parents aside and is talking to them now." I tell her she thanks me and runs into the waiting room with everyone else.

Should I really be leaving not knowing whether my nephew will be okay? Am I wrong for wanting to fo home and just sleep? As soon as I get outside the hospital I bump into my dad whos making his way inside. "Hey, Moni." My dad pulls me into a hug. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," I mutter into his shoulder he pulls back and shakes his head.

"Let's talk for a minute, just you and me." He says leading me to sit on the bench just in front of the ER. "How are you feeling?"

"Hurt, could you imagine finding out your sibling was sleeping with your significant other. That they have a child together. He got my sister pregnant, like who does that? And I can't help but feel guilty that a small part of me hates Liam." My dad just holds my hand and nods until I'm finished.

"And have a right to feel hurt but don't hate Liam, he didn't ask to be born into this clusterfuck. And if your sister knew what was really going on when she first got pregnant she wouldn't have had him." He says making me look at him.

"If only she was a good sister." I whispered under my breathe annoyed that he took her side as usual.

"One day after everything is said and done you should try and talk to her. Remember that you stopped talking to her for years over gossip. And the same way you feel that I always take her side she feels that way about you and your mother. You two are going to be able to get passed this one day." My dad says squeezing my hand before getting up and going back into the hospital. I sit there for a while before going back to the waiting room and sitting next to my mom and dad waiting for the news about Liam.

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