Chapter 27: I Did

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Cody's POV

As soon as I made it inside Natalie stormed toward me. She was hitting on me, with glassy eyes. I restrainedyself and gripped onto her wrists. I held her back as she glared at me.

"What the fuck is your problem?" I spat gripping her wrists, as I felt a mix of emotions spilling over.

"Mom...she's at the hospital. But I had to stay here to wait for you to come." she hisses at me, pulling away from my grip to slam her fist against my chest.

My eyes widen, as I swallowd hard. I opened my mouth, but no words left it, only the cracking of my voice.

"So, get your car, and let's go." she says walking past me, slipping her shoes on. "C'mon! We don't have all day, you already weren't here last night." she says swinging the front door back open.

The drive to the hospital was quiet, besides the radio. And eventually Natalie turned it off. She kept glancing at me, but I kept my eyes on the road. So many thoughts were invading my brain at once, and I still hadn't recovered from the news earlier about mom.

"Terrance wasn't too surprised that this happened....meaning he knew something about her that we didn't." Natalie breaks the silence, and brings me out of my head.

I glanced at her briefly, before looking back at the road. My snarky replies weren't coming as quick as they usually would be. And I just couldn't bring myself to function normally. I just needed to know how mom was doing. I need to know that she is okay.

"Say something, you have to. You didn't answer our calls. You made mom panic- this is you're fault." she says suddenly as I stop at stop sign, then look at her. "She panicked....and none of us knew where you were. And before I knew it...I found her on the ground, hardly breathing."

I could remember a similar event occurring before. Her and Terrance tried to play it off like it was nothing, and I went along with it. I just wanted to believe that things were okay.

But nothing, nothing in life right now was okay. I wasn't okay- no I don't matter. Not now, I'm always focused on me. Mom wasn't okay, Natalie was okay, my friends... nobody I knew was really okay.

"Cody!" she shouts, causing me to jump before continuing to drive.

"Don't distract the driver." I mumble, earning a glare from her.

The rest of the way to the hospital is silent. Even our walk inside, we find Terrance in the waiting room. I assumed he would have been with mom. He raises his head, glancing at us. His eyes widen when he sees me and his jaw tightens. I sigh making my way over to him with Natalie by my side.

"Your mother doesn't want to see me, she wanted to see you first." he says looking at me sternly.

"I-" but he doesn't let me even utter another word.

"Room C206, let us know when she wants to see us." he says taking some steps up to me, before grabbing my shoulder. "Boy, you made a mess here. I don't know what happened before I got here, but I know there's something going on with you. More than just me 'taking' a position, that you believe I don't deserve."

I tried to yank myself away, but he gripped my shoulder. It was hard, but not in a way to hurt me. I sucked in a breath, trying to stay calm or somewhat not let any anger boil over me.

"Fix it." he says before letting me go.

Fix it.

Everyone keeps saying that. But how? How do I fix it? I have been trying to fix it, fix everything that seems to be wrong. Broken.

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