chapter 2

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I woke up the following morning with a massive headache, I wished that was all I had to deal with, the news I had received last night was more than a simple headache my dad had passed away in a terrible accident, I didnt even get to see him before he died at least his last words to me was I love you I felt as if my world was crashing down and I couldn't anything about I .the Tears forming at the edge of my eyes were threatening to fall, I tried so hard to hold them and I would have succeeded if I didn't see a picture of my dad lifting me up in the air on my desk.

if I felt this awful I wondered how my mum felt so I decided to make sure my mu was ok , I got up and tried to be strong as I got ready .The stray tears in my eyes refused to cooperate with my self will but I kept wiping reminding myself what my dad would have wanted me to be his strong brave princess but he didnt tell me one day I would have to grow up and become the queen .

After I was done, I went downstairs to get my breakfast along with my mum's so I could just stay with her, I guess the maid must have called me in sick along with telling Patricia and Taylor not to come, I thank her silently with a knowing nod as I strolled into my mum's room mentally telling myself I had to be strong for her.

"mum I called out through the door" before going in.

"yes Hun", she said wiping her tears.

"breakfast is served" , I said serving her with her sad smile she instantly broke down crying saying I look just like him, screaming at me to get out.

I wanted to say something ,make her feel better anything .my head kept swarming with things to do but sadly I let her be, as I closed the door letting out a heavy breath I could hear her crying and murmuring my dads name .I didnt mean to make her sad or something, I just wanted to comfort her.

after minutes of sitting by her door steps ,I went to the sitting room to watch something to get my mood up. I didnt feel like calling anyone, I just wanted some alone time. I didnt need to start explaining why my mum had shouted like that on seeing me or how in the span of less than 24hours or possibly more my life had taken a turn.

After hours of watching tv, I must have fallen asleep on the couch because I woke up to the maid tapping me, telling me she was going home.

"Hey Lindsey, thank you so much for waking me up", I said giving her a sad smile

"ma everything will be fine" , she said giving me those motherly hugs, I thank one more time, Lindsey has always been like a mother to me especially since she was almost my mums age . I guess she just sensed I needed a hug and boy I did.

I ate my supper alone after putting the dishes into the dishwasher I decided to get my mum some foodFortunate for me, Lindsey had prepared my mums favourite so I went up to her room and instead of a sad smile, I put up a cheerful face this time ,letting out a breath before knocking. I entered and gave her the food this time she didnt say anything to me, I watched her eat when she was done I tucked her in only for her to ask me to stay behind.

So I did we ended up turning on Netflix to watch something after I suggested it to her which she only nodded at. it was a comedy series but I couldnt bring myself to laugh, I just kept reminiscing on the past with my dad it hasnt been up to a month or a week at most and I already miss him so much that it breaks my heart.

"I want the funeral to be tomorrow it's time we put him in the ground" my mum broke my thoughts.

"mum isnt it too early" , I said

"Gabrielle Crest this will be the last time you question me" , I will decided what is early and what is not, said looking at me dead in the eye

"mum am not questioning you; I just dont want you making a rash decision, with no planning at all", I said trying to calm her down and explain myself

"shut up spoilt brat leave my room what do you know about rash decisions" she shouted.

I respected her wish and left her to her thoughts, with slumped shoulders closed the door .I wondered what was wrong with my mum as I walked to my room, this wasn't the woman I grew up around , she never raised her voice at me before.

For the first time today I just needed to talk to someone about this whole episode even if I dont tell them it all at least the news of my fathers death, the impromptu funeral and how I feel about this whole ordeal.

I finally reached my room after i changed into my pajamas, I picked up the phone and called Ethan .After several tries, he texted me saying I should give him a minute. After four hours of waiting, I called him again I watched my phone buzz for sometime silently praying he picked but unfortunately, it showed no answer.

I let out a heavy sign and I decided to just let my dreams take me ,I didn't want to think about why Ethan refused to pick my calls and didn't call back like he said he would. I already had enough on my plate and didn't need to add more stress .my life was definitely taking a turn ,I hoped it would get back to normal soon.

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