The jig is up

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My mom has made matters worse for me. She has caused my nerves to take the best of me.
I mean, what if... what if someone's going to die. My mind can't settle on whats happening right now. Tears strolling down my cheeks, trying to wipe away most of them. I hear voices and footsteps in the bathroom. Holding in my sobs, I try to listen to their voice so I can know who is who.

Spotting the voice that sounds naggy, I immediately realise its Naomi. She has her own group of bitchy girls, owning the entire school.

"Girls... I heard Sandra slept with the hot, cool guy of the school. I knew she would soon lose her virginity. She's not worth any guy in the school" Naomi suddenly said to her squad, chewing a bubblegum.

Everyone laughed and commented nasty things like ' Yeah. She is such a hoe ' or ' She can just be a stripper for all its worth '.

My heart was pounded with sadness and anger. I felt worthless. Useless. Being degraded and used by other schoolmates really stung.

I wait for the girls to exit the bathroom before I let everything out. My sobs were uncontrollable. My whole body was shaking. My face red as a tomato, my heart pounding so loudly. My lips were quivering. My breathing wasn't so beneficial any more. My lungs weren't receiving enough air. I fell to the ground and winced at the sudden change of temperature. My face flat in floor, I tried to grip the walls, gaining strength to pull myself up. I took deep breaths in and tried to be calm.

I got my things together and walked out the stall. Walking over to the basin, I splashed my face with the cold water. I've already missed a class. And going to the current class won't help since thirty minutes have already gone by. I made my way out the bathroom and to the field. Sitting quietly in the middle if the huge field, I decided to call my mother.

Conversation between us.

"Hi mom. What's up?"

"Baby. I haven't heard from you in a while. How are you?"

"I'm good mom. I'm... Good". Tears once again rolled down my cheeks. Its so sweet hearing her voice again. Its really been a while.

I need to ask what is the urgent news that she need to introduce me to. " Mom, you said you need to talk to me about something important. What's up?" I ask her concerned.

"Uhmm... Baby. What I'm about to tell you is deep. Your dad... Your dad is in hospital. He has... Oh God... Baby...-"

"Ma. Stop stalling. Tell me already!"

"Baby girl... Your dad has... Melanoma. Its a type of skin cancer".

My heart stopped for a second. My whole world was tumbling down. My pillar of strength was most likely to leave me.

" Mom. Tell me it can be cured. Please ma. Please" I begged.

"Yes honey. It can be cured. Except, your father's condition is way worse. I doubt that it can be cured. He has the fourth stage of Melanoma. The chances of finding a cure for that are very low. I'm sorry".

" Mom. Why didn't you address me earlier? Why?".

"Baby, I tried to tell you, but your father insisted that I don't. He stopped me from telling you. 'Its for your own good' he told me".

I quickly said bye to my mother after that speech and ended the call. Trying to digest what is currently happening in my life. I lie on the green grass, staring at the bright blue sky, highlighted by the white clouds.

***
" Sandra... Sandra, girl wake up". I'm awoken by a familiar voice. Slightly parting my eyes, I see Julie's face blocking the sun from my eyes. She shakes me to fully wake up. I sit up straight and she helps me stand upright.

"Girl... You missed every class after break. What's wrong S?"

Words jumbled in my mouth but I couldn't tell her what's going on. For a slight second I forgot about my problems.

"Girl, let's get you home. You look exhausted".

We started walking towards the exit when I saw that stupid player making out with the cheerleader girl. Disgusted and annoyed, I just wish to go up there and knock some sense into both of them, but I won't. Just to save my dignity.

Just out the doors, we meet Karla and Stephanie. They both come up to me in a speed of light. " Julie, what's wrong with her? Has she been crying?" Steph asks, concerned. "I don't know. I found her on the field sleeping and she won't tell me what's wrong" Julie answers.

"Well, we better take her home" Karla interferes. She pulls me by hand to her Mini Cooper. I get in the car and sit in the passenger seat while Steph gets in the back.

"Sandra, what up? You look terrible!" Karla begins. "Well, there's a lot on my mind. Like, a lot. And I don't wanna talk about it".

" Come on sis. You know you can trust me".

"I'll tell you when we get home. Sorry" I said before resting my head on the window. Flashes of my dad and I appeared in my mind. Thinking of him now pains now pains me. I've never in my life lost someone close to me, not once. But I guess things are gonna be different from now on.

We got home soon enough and I began to tell them everything. I tried to be strong but it didn't help. My mouth quivered as spoke, taking in deep breaths every second.

"Oh baby girl. You mean Uncle Devan's going to die?" Steph asked, gaining a nudge of her arm from Karla.

"I'm not sure yet" I answer her.

"I'm so sorry. But you have to be strong" Karla assured me.

I nod at get piece of advice. Steph hands me a glass of water and I gulp it all down. I stand up from the couch and walk to my bedroom and change into some comfortable clothes. But on second thoughts, I decide to pack my clothes and book a flight home online. Once that is done, I slid in my bed sheets, closed my eyes, and drifted off to sleep. What a freaky Friday.

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