Chapter 44
Roxy's POV
I managed to call Mrs Bailey and she told me she's on her way. That made me a little hopeful because she's the only person I have left, now that aunt Olivia decided to abandon us.
At the gate of the prison, all of us open the doors of the car before it stops and step out once it comes to a hault. Scott leaves last and at the gate, the lazy female guard who's usually there checking people's identification, doesn't even bother lifting her head up. A cigarette is in her mouth and she's busy playing a game on her phone. The moment Scott's dad clears his throat she looks up and the look on her face is bewildering. The cigarette drops and she salutes him instantly. Her body going from a crouched posture to a straight one.
She stumbles on her feet and yells at the guard who has the keys to the gate to open up. The rest of the guards salute the General in unison, but he ignores them completely.
In a second, we storm in headed to the second gate where Mateo, that fucktard, usually is. This time round things are easier because of Sylvester Stone. No need to put up a fight with Mateo, when he sees Mr Stone, he stands up saluting quickly.
Up ahead I can see a woman in a white coat.
"That's the doctor!" I assume and run to her. Holding on to the only hope I have.
"Miss Trent?" she asks and I nod. I am very impatient right now and I keep pushing my hair back when she's talking.
"Follow me." She takes us to a room where my mom is lying on a bed.
Her skin is pale, white as snow, very dry. She looks so fragile, her eyes are sunken and her lips are chapped. Vic and I rush to hold her. She's shaking like a leaf being blown by the wind and my heart sinks when her eyes lock with mine.
"Mom," my words come out as a sob and beside me, Vic sniffles. I don't want to look at him because I know he is frightened too.
My mom reaches out, her hand shaking vigorously, and pats my hair, she turns to Vic and brushes a tendril of his hair from his face.
"My two lovely children, you're here." She coughs out loud and I squeeze her hand gently, trying to fight back the tears in my eyes.
"Yes, we're here mom. You look-" Vic's words are left unfinished.
She coughs again and when she opens her mouth to say something, anything, but all that comes out is deep, gut-wrenching sobs that tear through her chest and convulse her small body. She's so skinny. How can a person lose so much weight so fast?
"Mom, it's going to be alright. It's going to be alright. We're here for you, mom. Hold on just a little bit longer," I mumble in between sobs.
"Roxy, I want you to promise me that you will forgive me, for placing a burden of taking care of Vic and yourself since you we're little. I am so-" she pauses to cough and groan in pain. My heart shrinks, "sorry for being a bad mother. All I ask is that you keep me in your memories forever-"
"No! Mom, no!" Vic yells and moves away from her, pacing from left to right, his face dripping with tears as he dabs them off with his shirt.
"Vic, come here, son," she speaks weakly, my eyes go wide when she takes in a deep breath, holding on to her chest. My body is aching, my heart is shrinking to the tiniest bit possible. My body is stiff as a board.
When she breathes again, I cry like a child, holding on to one of her hands. Vic moves in close to us and mom kisses his forehead.
"Don't ever forget me," she utters, her lips trembling. The moment she closes her eyes, my heart sinks to my stomach.
"Mom, no! Don't say that! Don't you dare say your goodbyes. Not now!" I am begging her on my knees.
"Please don't... cry," she coughs once more, "Your aunt Olivia was here before you arrived. She... I gave her a message, make sure you find her. Once I'm gone, look for her immediately. I am sure you'll understand why I did what I had to do once you find out," she says and I barely know what she's talking about.
"No! You're not going anywhere. We're here for you. It's all going to be fine tomorrow. We'll come see you again and share jokes as usual. Don't say you're leaving, no," I cry. My eyes already sting from the tears.
"We love you, mom," Vic says as he tucks her hair behind her ear.
From behind me, Scott and his dad slowly leave the room to give us family time.
"I promise, you'll get better. I don't fucking care how much it costs, if it's stealing, I will, for you-" she cuts me off.
"Don't make such decisions, honey. I won't be here tomorrow. I am breathing borrowed air and any minute from now, the supply could be cut. I love you so much my babies," she whispers weakly.
"No, don't you dare leave us!" I yell as I hold on tight to her hand.
"Mom, look at me, you'll be okay soon." Vic cups her pale face.
"I love you both so much, words aren't enough to explain it." She takes in an extremely deep breath and my sobs get louder. She begins singing to us a song she used to sing when we were little.
"Hush, little baby, don't say a word. Momma's going to buy you a mocking bird. And if that mocking bird don't sing, momma's going to buy you a diamon-" she goes quiet and I feel her take her last breath, her hand becomes light as a feather and her chest falls. Everything literally stops, even my own breathing, and tears begin welling up in my eyes as it dawns on me...
"No, no, no!" I start shaking her lifeless body in my arms.
"Mom!" I scream out loud and Scott comes in. He's lifting me off my mother's corpse but I still want to hold on, Vic assists him to take me out of the room as his tears fall uncomfortably down his face.
Everything is in slow motion now.
I can't think, I can't hear anything or anyone but the sound of my own heartbeat. I am yelling at the top of my lungs, trying to break free from Scott's arms but he won't fucking let go.
"Fuck!" Vic curses out loud.
I can't stop coughing, gasping and crying at the same time.
Outside the room, Mrs Bailey embraces me warmly, she's holding back her tears but the moment she looks at me, she breaks down.
"I'm so sorry, honey." And she holds me tightly.
My whole body has gone numb. I want to go back to that room and due to the stubbornness in me, I am up on my feet headed back to that bloody room.
"She can't be dead. She's not. Maybe she's just taking a nap, Vic," I tremble and cover her with an old blanket that's on the bed. Vic sighs heavily.
"Wake up, mom. Wake up please. I'll bring you your favorite cupcakes tomorrow, please, just fucking wake up. I can't do this without you in my life, please... mom," I whisper in between sobs, "Wake up, damn it!" I slam my hands on the bed. No movement.
"Roxy, she gone-" Vic says and hugs me tightly, his eyes are now beetroot red from crying. We walk out of the room again.
I am shaking uncontrollably and my tears are still flowing, like a river, down my face, non-stop.
The front door opens and the person I least expected to show up comes in. Is she even my best friend anymore? I don't know and I don't care right now!
"Roxy!" she calls out once she spots me and the entire room goes quiet.
"Roxy!" she is running towards me but I look away. I don't even want to look at her. She's with her fucking boyfriend. The two of them can go to hell for all I care.
Where was she when my whole world was falling apart? She didn't even bother to answer my fucking calls.
Everything has turned to zero, my family, my life, even my friendship. I can't trust anyone right now.
She's now kneeling in front of me as I'm seated on a chair. She's talking, but I can't hear anything she's saying. All I want now, is to fucking die.
Yes, I want to die!
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