Til' My Last Heartbeat - Kalin and Myles

Chapter 1

"Nat... Natty, wake up hun its 1pm you haven't done any schooling all week."

hold on, let me rewind about a week and a half.

Sunday, August 10th 2014 would end up being my last day in Madison.

Hold on i still think I'm going to fast. Let me introduce myself. My name is Natalie White. People call me Nat or Natty for short. Im from Madison, Wisconsin and I'm 17 years old. I was born into a family of tan skin and green eyes. I love my family, but at the same time its been a little messed up lately. 12 years ago my mom was diagnosed with Gastrointestinal cancer when they found a tumor somewhere near her stomach. She was in the hospital for a while when she somehow slipped into a coma. she was on life support for 2 years and i lived with my dad through this whole process.

**Flashback**

I was spending the night at the hospital with my mom, it was rare that i had gotten to do this just because of school and also her going through chemo. i woke up to a really loud beeping noise at around 1:40 in the morning and i noticed my moms life support machines were flashing and beeping. me being 7 i had no idea what was going on so i immediately started to cry. i ran out of the hospital room and started screaming for help. they told me to leave the room and sit in the waiting room. a nurse came over to me and sat with me "Hello, you must be Natalie," she said softly. "Im Jenny.. Im gonna sit here and keep you company if you don't mind." she smiled at me. I liked Jenny, she was very sweet and her voice reminded me of my mothers. "Yeah id like that." i whispered to her and smiled back. About an hour later my dad walked into the waiting room. "Daddy!" i yelled as tears came to my eyes. I jumped up and ran to him. "Its gonna be alright, pookie." he whispered in my ear. My dad always called me pookie and pookie bear, i don't know where he got it but it was his special name for me so i didn't mind it.

My dad, Jenny, and I waited for a response from the doctor who was in the room with my mother at the time. He came out to the waiting room, "Mr. White, if i could have a word with you.." he said. My dad immediately shot up out of his chair hoping for good news from the doctor. I couldn't hear what either of them were saying but i tried my hardest to listen in. the only words i heard were 'rate' and 'sorry'... i watched my dad closely. A few minutes later my dad walked over to me and told me we were going home and that we would come back in the morning.

On the drive home i asked my dad what had happened to my moms machines... "Pookie, I'm gonna have to tell you sooner or later. Mommy has been on machines for a while now, you know that. Tonight she just stopped responding to them. Her heart rate slowed down, which is what caused the beeping on the monitors and the flashing lights."

I was 7 so i didn't know what he was trying to say. "Is mommy..." i didn't even finish my sentence when i saw a tear roll down his cheek. I had never seen my dad cry before so i knew what that had meant. i was in complete and utter shock. i had no idea what to say, or do. i just laid my head against the window and tried to imagine that it was all a dream.

the next morning we went to the hospital to say our last goodbyes to my mom. i kissed her cheek and told her id see her again soon.

**end of flashback**

Ever since my mom had died my dad hasn't been as strong as he always was. He stopped playing Baseball for the local Rec. team, he stopped making pizza every friday, and he very recently started drinking a lot. no, this isn't some story about how my dad beats me, cuz trust me he's never laid a hand on me. I'm the only thing he has. The drinking has turned into an addiction and i don't like it. i told my dad that i wanted to move out and him wanting the best for me, he quickly agreed. the only problem is im only 17 and still have to finish school.