Golden

Chapter 2

Bella's POV

Opening the glass door, I walked into the Chick-Fil-A. I didn't usually get good tips, even though it takes a lot for me to be nice when people act rude and very offensive.

While I was leaning against the counter, almost asleep, I heard the door open. I looked up, seeing a guy with curly hair, green eyes, and was wearing scrubs. I guess he was a doctor of some sort. "Hi, can I get the chicken sandwich with waffle fries, and a medium Coke?" He asked.

"Of course, would you like any sauce with that, sir?" He responded with honey mustard, so I grabbed that and put it in his bag. I started to type the total.  "The total is 4.44", He payed, while giving me a tip of 20 dollars. "Sir, you don't have to-" I started. No one had ever given me a tip that big before.

"Look, you're young, you deserve it. You look exhausted, take off some shifts. I promise you won't regret it", He smiled. "Thank you for the advice. I'll think about it have a good day", I called as he walked away. "You too", He said.

Smiling about the nice customer, I got a call from an unknown number. "Hello, is this Bella Rose?" The lady in the phone spoke. "Yes, this is she", I respond. The lady took a breath. "I'm calling from Golden Meadows hospital. Your mother has recently tried to commit suicide. She is currently in emergency surgery. Have a good day", the lady hung up the phone.

Shock of the news filled my head. My head was pounding, anxiety taking over. No, I will not have a good day when I just found out that my mom tried to commit suicide.

I rushed to the manager's office to tell him. Understanding why I needed to go, I got into my car and sped away. "Hello, I'm here for Janice Rose", I hurridly told the small lady at the desk. Probably the one I talked to on the phone.

"She is currently in surgery. You're welcome to sit in the waiting room, though", nodding my head, I sat down in a plastic chair. The dizzy feeling was never fading away. Anxieties of why Mom would try to commit suicide. How did she try to commit suicide? Did she succeed?

Tears started running down my face. A doctor with blonde hair walked down the hallways. Seeing my state, he stopped. "Excuse me, are you okay?" He asked. I could hear his Irish accent.

I shook my head, as he sat down next to me. "Who are you here for?" The doctor asked me. "Janice Rose", he pulled out a tablet and began to type something in. "Okay, Janice is still in surgery. I can stop by there and check on everything if you want", I nodded my head. "It'd be great if you would", I told him.

Getting up, the guy walks into another hallway. After minutes, he comes back into the hall with another doctor. This one had kind of a buzz cut hairstyle. They looked at me, with sympathetic looks.

"We tried everything we could. I'm so sorry, but your Mom didn't make the surgery".