Bruno Mars~ his hidden daughter

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Authors note: Guys I don't really know how long this will be wether it'll be a two or three part story. But if it gets to long I make just make it into a book😊

                              Bailey Leah
"Mom please, you can't leave me here," the tears on your face were endless, your mom is dying. Breast cancer; my moms killer, when they diagnosed her for it, she was too far in it. Her treatments barely worked. She was getting weaker by the day, her hands were always shaking, she couldn't stand. I had to watch my mom waste away; knowing that there was nothing I could do.

Her shaking hand came up to my cheek, resting there as she spoke. "My beautiful Bailey, I-I'm so sorry," My sobs got louder each word she spoke because I knew this would be the last time she ever spoke to me.

"I want you to find your father, live with him; he can give you the life I n-never could," She started coughing.

"Mom I don't care about the life he can give me, I want to stay with you mom, please don't go,". My begging her to stay was constant, she couldn't leave me, not now she was literally all I had; besides my "dad".

"I love you," A tear rolled down her eye as her breathing stopped and her eyes didn't share the gleam in them that they used to. "Mom! Mom!! Please, doctor!"

Doctors and nurses rushed in, one grabbed me and tried her best to escort me out calmly, but I wasn't going for it. I could hear the flatline of the heart monitor, my cries for my mom only got worse. Because I knew there was no getting her back.

Before I knew it another nurse came towards me, and then another. Everything was erratic, I couldn't stop crying or screaming, then suddenly a pinch is felt in my arm; my vision starts to blur and I'm out.

I Love you

Her voice, that sentence kept repeating itself in my head. It was the last thing I heard before I started going crazy. And it was the first thing I heard as I started to wake. Before I could even open my eyes tears were behind them, waiting to be let out.

My hazel eyes opened; they revealed a hospital room, not my moms, but a new one. I see a meal and a box of tissues by the bed, just looking at the food made me lose a appetite that wasn't even there. I sat up and just started crying.

I was crying for about a good 5 minutes before a knock sounded at the door, and a doctor came in; my moms doctor to be exact. His face read it all, what I experienced wasn't a dream, my mom was really gone. I started crying again and he took a seat in the chair beside the bed.

"I'm so sorry Bailey,"

"I don't want your sorry, it's not gonna bring my mom back," I said that rather harshly, I didn't mean to. But it was already to late to apologize. He sighed, he was dealing with a 14 year old, whose mom just died.

"Listen I know what your going through, I lost my mom around your age too. It was horrible, I didn't want to eat, speak, or see anyone. But her... But Bailey you've got to realize no matter how hard you cry, scream, or pray for her to come back, she won't,"

I turned to face him, his crystal blue eyes seemed to hold pain and sadness which indicated he that he was telling the truth. "You can stay here tonight, then I'll call your moms friend to come get you tomorrow morning. Does that sound ok?"

Silence was all that was heard I didn't plan on staying here, but of course I wasn't going to tell him that. The silence grew more awkward by the second, he just nodded his head and stood. As he's walking out the door he turns, "I really am sorry," and he shuts the door.

...Hours have passed, and all I've done was cry. It's now currently 12:03am and for some reason the hospital was busy at this time. I wiped my face and started planing my leave. Since there's a lot of scatter in the halls you'll be perfectly covered. That plan sounded perfect!

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