Broken

Inevitable

"Take your time" He said
I didn't know why I felt this way and honestly I didn't like the feeling
"I'll.. I'll check up on my mum now" I stammered a little
"Okay. Should I walk you there?" he asked
"No no I'm good" I answered.. he didn't say you were bad Miss.. a voice in my head said.
I could feel John's gaze fixed on me. I avoided eye contact with him.

Loud pain-filled voices filled the air. The cries were so loud and it became louder as I moved towards the morgue. I then understood what was going on. A wave of fear ran down my spine as I remembered my mum. I didn't want to see tears streaked faces, I sure would get emotional if I did. So, I used another route to my mum's ward.
I entered the room which felt a little degrees hotter than John's office. The cries found its way to my head and I envisaged tear streaked faces. Honestly, sometimes we are the cause of our problems, here I was imagining so many things. I always remembered things I had to forget and forgot things I had to remember. That was me in a single sentence.
I was lost in thoughts and I didn't realize my mum was awake
"Wonder ponder girl" She said and I shook a little. I was frightened
"Mum" I said while trying to shake off fear
"As always you are deep in thoughts" she said
I looked at her trying to prepare a lie for her next question
"What's running through your mind this time" She asked
"Nothing really" I lied
"You could take lying classes from me, I sure will be considerate since it happens to be that you are my daughter" She said jokingly
She got me.. as usual she did
I just smiled at her choice of words.
"So tell me. Is it about John?" she asked and my eyes almost popped out of its socket
"John!" I said out loud
"Yeah .. John!" She said trying to mimic me
" He told you?" I asked expecting the worst reply
"he didn't have to.I could tell from the tension filled in the room when he was around and, the way his mood swung from sweet to sour
"Oh! I see" I said
"Yeah Oh! I see too.. even more clearly than you think" She said and I smiled
"Tell me"
I wasn't ready just yet so, I said nothing
"If you said something I would have known you weren't my daughter" she said

I stepped out for a walk with the intention of clearing my head, I wished it was that easy. After minutes of a fruitless walk I moved back in. On my way to the female ward I saw Abigail. She wore black pants with snickers and a white t-shirt. She was a head turner for sure.
"Are you stalking me" she asked bluntly
"I wouldn't even if I was paid" I snapped
"Good girl gone bad" she said provocatively
"I'm in no mood for this please"I said
"I will let you be for the sake of your dying mum" She snapped and it sparked a nerve.
"Dying mum?" I repeated what she had said
She said nothing
"Answer my question"
"I..I.. Forget it." She said
"How did you know my mum was dying? And since when were you ordinated as God's assistant ?. I don't remember you having a say in all of this"
"You really don't know what's happening. Do you?" She said
"What are you talking about" I snapped
"You should be polite don't you think so?" She suggested
"you could stop beating about the bush. don't you think so" I wasn't going to back off that easily
"Since you want to hear the news from me, I wouldn't mind breaking it but I will think you should ask John. It would be sweeter from the horse's mouth. Don't you think so?"
This was fun to her. I really had nothing to tell her right now. I walked out
The distance to John's office seemed like the longest journey ever. I felt as if my heart was about to leap out of my chest.
"Hey" John said
"John" I sat down
" Liz"
"I want you to be honest, that's all I want from you please" Tears rolled down my cheeks, during moments like this I wished I had a better grip of my emotions
"Liz what's going on"
"What's up with my mum" I asked and I saw his mood change
"Liz" he said
"Stop calling my name and tell me something already please. You haven't mentioned chemotherapy, You actually haven't told me anything. You just keep giving her pain relievers. What's causing the pain? if it's cancer lets start the chemo already"
"Liz I'm sorry but your mum should be in a better place to answer this" he said
"Is there more to this? or am I just making a mountain out of an ant hill?"
"Liz" he called my name again
"Tell me John please what's happening?" I fought back the tears as I pleaded
"She is sick. Before she came here, she knew her condition. Her doctor told her she had less than 6 months to live. We ran some test and confirmed it but, she pleaded with me she wanted to be the one to tell you. We couldn't
do otherwise. Every patient has that right" he said and my heart broke a thousand more times. Death indeed is inevitable.