Hey, Cupid (COMPLETED)

Chapter 14: Cupid Duties (Part 3)

Imagine how awful I felt when I found out about that. I was looking for my mom at home and I found her in their room…with blood running down her wrist, dripping on the floor. My mom…she was unconscious on the floor just beside their bed. I immediately called the ambulance and my dad to report the situation to him. I was trembling really hard during that time. I was crying endlessly… I was… I was scared. I’ve never been that scared for my entire life. I had always been the brave one mainly because I was taught to never show people my vulnerable side because they might take advantage of me.

My dad arrived just the same time as the ambulance. I cried even harder when my dad didn’t allow me to go with him in the hospital because he fuckin’ said that I should attend the competition that I will be having the next day. I got mad. Real mad. Who in their right mind would prioritize a fuckin’ competition over their mom’s life? Just who would do it? For fuck’s sake, I don’t even have the mental, physical and emotional capacity to even do anything. My mom had just attempted to kill herself and I would go to a fuckin’ competition? I could’ve sworn he had been hiding something that time, preventing me from coming to the hospital. Turns out I was right. 

But my dad was so persistent, he even sent fuckin’ people to force me out of the house and on to the event. He even threatened to disown me if I wouldn’t follow his orders. As if I would care about that when he wasn’t even updating me about Mom’s condition. But the people he sent were so determined. They did all the possible things you could think of just to make me go to the competition. And so, voila, I just wake up in a waiting room, preparing for my turn.

I really wanted to run away and mess up my performance during that time so that I could get back on my dad for forcing me to compete in such a situation. But I didn’t. It was because, I remember I’m not just simply carrying the name of my school. I also have with me my surname. My fuckin’ surname that would further embarrass Mom and worry her even more if I would cause trouble here. And so, with all the energy left with me, I performed.

After my performance, I was about to run away from the competition and go straight to the hospital where my mom was admitted when I heard such an enchanting voice, accompanied by a really soothing playing of piano.

I… get back from my seat and watched the entire performance of the girl. She was really breathtaking during that time…That time…it was as if…I was taken to another world where Mom’s incident didn’t happen. It was the exact affection that I was longing for during that time. I wasn’t exactly friendly with anyone so I couldn’t really consider anybody my friend. I had no one to confide to. But then, her performance…it had told me that…everything’s going to be fine. That I’ll not be forever sad. That everybody experiences heartaches and that it’s part of being alive. That feeling pain is part of being alive.

Her performance, it didn’t really exactly solve my problems. I would still go home to the fact that my mom’s in the hospital. But it did, for the most part…gave me hope. It had perfectly consoled me more than any other comforting words ever could. It… helped me retain my sanity.

I saw her go in front, giving everyone a slight bow and a really wonderful smile. When I saw that, I told myself, that I’ll do everything to see that smile again. To be the reason of that smile. And that was the first time, I myself have admitted that a girl except for my mom, would hold a really big space in my heart and… in my life.

It also made me braver than I ever was. Whatever it takes, even if my father would do anything to stop me, I would visit my mom.

This time, it was I who threatened my father, that if he would still want to see me still alive and breathing, he would let me be with my mom. That had done the trick for he finally allowed me.