Lance Shots

Toma mi mano

"Lance,Mijo" my mother weakly calls from her hospital bed. The whole family except the cousins is gathered the small hospital room. Papa(Mateo), Tía Marie, Tía Salena, Tía Angelica, Tío Marco, Tío Carlos, and Tío Luis. Then there's me Mama's (Alicia's) only child, her only son. I sit next to her, my teary blue eyes looking over her weak frame. She weakly picks up an envelope with a small wrapped present, handing it to me. "Lance, mi amor. I want you to open this on your birthday. I want you to know that I love you,Te amo. I will love you forever. I want you to be happy. Please be happy my baby." She says , her voice cracking , eyes glistening with unshed tears as she softly strokes my cheek. " I love you too Mama,B-But, you'll be there on my birthday. You'll be there." My voice cracking. She lets a few tears fall, but smiles, one of her precious smiles. "Toma mi mano Lance." She says holding out her hand, "Hold my hand Mijo." I stare at her hand, not grasping reality. I meet her eyes. "Hold my Hand Lance"she says weakly. "Mijo." Papa says softly, so soft you would think speaking would break him. "Lance.." Mama says.

The heart monitor flat lines. No more heart beat. Mama's eyes closed slowly, hand going limp. The doctor calls her time of death, 8:42 P.M., Tuesday June 30th 20XX.

I run out of the hospital room, tears flowing freely down my face. Sobs wracking my body, almost uncontrollable. "MIJO! LANCE?!" I hear my father's heartbroken voice call out as I'm running. I keep going, running from grief. I race out of the hospital into the practically empty parking lot. I stop, looking up at the full moon seeing it shine brightly. The brightness reminding me of Mama' s Happy smile, one that made a of your fears and sadness disintegrate. I stop running, sadness overtaking my body, bringing me to my knees. Why didn't I hold her hand?! Why didn't I do it?! What's wrong with me?! Now you'll never see her again. Never feel her touch. See her smile, hear her laugh. Feel her hugs, taste her holy cooking. I break down in the parking lot, for how long, i don't know. I feel strong arms wrap around the back of me, hearing my Papa's cries, I turn around and bury my head in the crook of his neck.

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I look down at the present my mother gave me for my ninth birthday, still wrapped, untouched. I'm sitting in my room on the castle ship, we've finally defeated the Galra. Everyone's Happy they're finally able to go home. All celebrating. We're still alive. (Yes, ik I haven't watched S8, but I am aware of the deaths and some other things. Also, there was no clone Shiro, he never dies either.)
I open the envelope, revealing a note written by my mother. I carefully unfold the paper, seeing her graceful handwriting.

Lance. My love. My Life.
I am so proud of you. No matter what you do, that will never change. You will forever be my son,The light of my life. I'm so sorry that I have to leave you, that you have to deal with all of this. I want you be strong, don't dwell on the past. You can make it through this. Be strong for me, be strong for your father, be strong for you. Be a good person, give your best for everything. Don't give up Mijo. Live your dreams. Soon enough, they'll come true.
I love you till the end of the Earth, I can't stress that enough. Happy birthday Mi amor, have the best of days.

Love,
Mama
I finish her letter, picking up the wrapped gift. Unraveling the wrapping paper, I see a cassette. It's labeled ' The remix of a lifetime ' with a sticker of flowers in a vase. Me and mama used to make remixes on cassettes all the time. She used to buy supermarket flowers and put them in a vase just like the sticker. When we would make the cassettes, we would always dance to the loud music. Every single time we would bump into the vase of flowers, effectively knocking it over, laughing at the reoccurring event. I put the cassette into the player.

I sit on my bed, silently crying as Gasolina and Hips don't lie plays through the headphones. I think of her. Wishing I could just hold her hand.

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The end.

Ngl, I teared up while making this. It's based off of Peter Quill's backstory in Guardians of the Galaxy. Also, for some reason, I thought of Ed Sheeran's song Supermarket Flowers while making this, so that's how the flower part ended up in there. If you listen to that song, Play close attention to the lyrics. It could go along with this. I guess. Supermarket Flowers hits close to home with me, so I would have recommend you listen to it anyway. It's a really emotional song with some meaning.

Alright, enough sappy stuff. If I miss translated anything, blame Google. Any requests?

Tía- Aunt
Tío- Uncle
Mi amor- My love
Mijo- Son