Chapter 14

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"Grandmother!" I rush to her side almost immediately. "Everleigh, my dear" She said in a voice that made me think that she's going to faint any second. "Please, you have to be strong, please don't leave me" At this point I don't know who I'm convincing, My grandmother or myself, probably the latter. "Hush child, don't cry" I'm crying? I didn't even notice. And then my grandmother coughs. "Are you okay?" Please don't say that she's not okay. "Listen to me Everleigh" She says in the serious voice that I'm used to, and with that I almost smile. "I left you the rest of my fortune in your bank account" And at that moment I realized that this didn't just happen yesterday. "Grandmother, how long, how long did you know?" I say in my own serious voice. "2 years" She says disappointed with herself. "Why, why didn't you tell me, they could've cured you. "I was selfish," She said, not looking at my face anymore. I was too

"I'm sorry Everleigh, I miss your grandfather so much" She said, voice breaking. Who is this woman, my grandmother's voice never breaks. My grandmother said that my grandfather died due to an accident but didn't go into any detail. And I saw how much it hurts her to say it so I didn't ask further.

"I need you" I said looking down. "I know now, but I didn't know at that time" She said and I can hear the sadness in her voice.

She coughs again and again and again.

"GRANDMOTHER" I yell she's not saying anything her eyes are closed. oh no

No matter how much I hate her right now I can't loose her. She's not my mother, she cared for me no matter how much it pained her to stay in that house, the house she told me once lived in my grandfather.

I'm screaming, telling her to wake up now matter how much I know she won't. Then she opens her eyes again only to tell me "I'll see your grandfather soon"

NO, what about me? What am I going to do without you? Please.

Doctors storm in the room carrying my grandmother out of it. They settle her on a wheeled stretcher and push it out of the room. No one was paying any attention to me, probably deciding it was better for me to grieve by myself.

I'm definitely still screaming. Tears dripped fast down my face. Right now my anger is overpowering my sadness.

I better enjoy it before realization comes in. 

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