I Followed A Boy

Episode 12

I called Blake several times but to no avail so I decided to call Dorm and I answered.
" hello,Dorm is Blake with you?"
" I've been calling him but he doesn't answer"

" yes he's here with me but at the hospital he wasn't feeling so good "

" is it serious? "
" which hospital?

" St Mary ,but it's ..."
I hanged up .

I told Steve and we were soon at the hospital.
At the room to the left a heard the voice of a woman who sounded like my mom and on top of that she was reading the same story my mom used to read to me to a group of children.

I froze as memories of my childhood resurfaced and tears rolled down my face even though I was smiling.

My phone rang but I had no thought of answering.
At the sound of my phone ring the woman turned around and my heart sank at what I saw.

" mo_mom?" Tears rolled down my face.

She was shocked to see me and she stood up and the book dropped from her lap.

"Rosé?" She called.

I stepped back 3 times in disbelief and nearly passed out but luckily Steve supported me.

She tried to his the IV tubes from me but I had already seen it and her hospital clothes made it clear that she was seriously sick.

The call came again this time it was Steve's phone.
" Blake we're on the 3rd floor."

Soon Blake rushed to us and guilt was written on Blake's face.

" you promised not to tell her"

" you knew about this?" I questioned in tears.

I run out of the hospital and Steve followed me and hugged me from behind.

I couldn't stop crying, what hurts me the most is that Blake his it from me.

I left with Steve and when we got home I locked myself in my room crying until I fell asleep.

I woke up and it was already evening after I heard a knock at the door.

I was starving so I just went out when Steve announced that it was dinner time . I had no thought of saying " I want to be alone" even though I truly wanted to be, I was way too hungry.

We sat at turntable and I ate like a pig, stuffing my mouth as much as I could.

Steve couldn't concentrate on his food but at the scene before him.

I kicked him under the table since we ate facing each other.

" ouch, what was that for?" He complained
" duh, for staring." I laughed.
I realized that he was hurt , it was bruised.
" I'm so sorry,"
I went on one knee and raised his leg and blew on it after applying the ointment.

I sat beside him on the sofa and tried to smile or act normal.

" you don't need to put on an act"
" cry if you want "
" but don't hate yourself for what you saw today"
"I know you love your mom so much"

" all these years  I hated her"
" not knowing she did all that so that I wouldn't cry when she wasn't around."
" I wondered why she changed so much after the passing of my dad ."
" She saw how I felt after he passed, so she prevented me from feeling that way when she was away"
"And she really_she.......really succeeded in making me feel that way."
" I was happy when she wasn't around"
" I'm a bad daughter aren't I?"

He hugged me while I sobbed and consoled.
" you're not"
" you are amazing, as a friend, a daughter and will be an amazing mother."

I hugged him tightly  and the next thing morning came and I woke up in bed.