I pulled into the guest parking lot and parked my car. I sat there for a few minutes, wiping away my tears. I didn't want to appear sad when I walked in. So I shut off the car when I was done, and walked in to the hospital. I went up to front desk and asked the receptionist,
"Excuse me, what is Rebecca Larson's room number?".
"Room 545, 5th floor, north wing." She replied with a smile.
"Thank you!" I said as I walked away.
I got in the elevator and pressed the button to the 5th floor. I was alone in the elevator. When I got to the 5th floor, the doors opened and I stepped out. To be honest, I had no idea where the north wing was. So I started going down the hall looking at the numbers. They were increasing starting with room 516. I got all the way up to room 537 before I came to a fork in the hall. I looked at the sign on the wall, looking for room 545. The sign said if I took a left, that room would be in that hall. So I took a left and started for room 545. I eventually found it on the right side of the hall. The door was shut. So I looked in the window and didn't see it anything, I tried the door, and it was unlocked. I knocked as I let myself in.
"Hello?" I asked into the room.
"Babe?" I heard someone answer. I smiled when I heard that.
"You know it!" I said laughing as I entered the actual room.
"Where have you been?" Aunt Rebecca asked me.
"I've been busy with schoolwork." I lied.
"How's your mom?" She asked me.
"Arrested this morning as soon as I left for school." I answered.
"Seriously?"
"Yeah."
"I'm so sorry honey."
"It's for the best."
"Aren't you going to go to a foster home though?" She asked adjusting her bed.
"As far as I'm aware, I don't know. One of my teachers wants to adopt me so I don't have to go into foster care." I said sitting down in the chair next to her bed.
"Well that's good! Which teacher?"
"Ms. Osgood. She thinks I'll be a good role model for her 3 kids who are 5 and 3. She has twins, that's why there's only 2 ages."
"Are you going to take the offer?"
"I don't know. I need time to think." I lied again. Why am I lying to my aunt? I always tell her nothing but the truth.
"How's everything going with you?" I asked after a minute of silence. I couldn't stop staring at how weak she looked.
"Well, you know. I'm weak, the Cancer is taking over my body. The doctors are saying I have approximately a month left to live. But I'm going to hang in there for you! I'm a fighter!"
Tears starting streaming down my face. I couldn't stand seeing my aunt in pain. The lung cancer was killing her! First my dad, now his younger sister. Only a month left?! What the fuck?!
"Sweet pea don't cry! I'll be out before you know it!"
"Not the way I hope though!"
"Stop that! No wonder your depression is worsening. You look at the negative side to everything."
I didn't say anything, I just looked at the floor.
"Baby, look, this isn't going to work out the way we want, and we just have to accept it. Okay?"
"Okay! I'm sorry."
"It's fine, Mary. Don't worry about it!"
"I'm just going to miss you. I have nobody left after you. And don't you dare say I have my mom because she means nothing to me."
"I know, I know. She hasn't been a good mom to you since your dad died. That's why you have me, but not for long."
"Please stop. I can't bear it."
"I'll stop. So... Do you have any homework?"
"No. Did it all in my last block, which was a study."
"So what are you going to do when you get home?"
Go kill myself, I said in my head. "I don't know" was what I answered her question with.
We heard a knocking at the door. A nurse let herself in.
"I'm sorry, but visiting hours are over." She said to me.
I got up and walked over to my aunt and kissed her on the head. "I love you!" I said to her as I started to leave.
As I walked out of the room and down the hall to the elevator, I started thinking about every detail of what I was going to do tonight. As I stepped into the elevator, I started crying. I'm going to miss my aunt so much. Maybe I'll see her when she dies. I'll find out soon.
As I walked out of the hospital, and to my car, I looked up at the night sky. No moon, but a ton of stars.
Perfect. Now, I need to do what needs to be done. What I've been waiting for all day. I got in my car, and drove off to an isolated bridge.
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Flash Of Life
Teen FictionMary is suicidal girl who wants to die, and she does. This story is completely fiction and explains the events up to the minute Mary dies. This will describe "normal" day.