“Ohh, Izabelle. Your daughter is getting scarier every passing day,” Ruby lamented.
“Only to you,” Izabelle flicked Little Rosie on her forehead causing her to flinch and frown.They laughed.“Sorry Sie Sie, it was a slip of the tongue, hmm? I won’t take your mummy anywhere, okay?”“En.”Ruby swallowed and turned to Izabelle. She felt scared to ask her what she wanted to ask. If she did, the little girl was going to get angry. Ahh, such an obstacle to their friendship. They would always have to get Rosie sleeping if they want to do something or go somewhere. She mustered up her courage and asked.“Where should I take you guys? Would you like to spend some time in my apartment?”“No. You can just drop us at a hotel. I don’t want to bother you. Besides, I know you’re with your parents nowadays.”“It’s fine. I can stay because of you. You’re my bestie after all. I’m not bothered at all.”“It’s okay. We’ll just spend the night at a hotel. You’ve done enough for me already and I’m so grateful.” If she was grateful to anyone in this life, then it was to her friend, Ruby. She was a good friend indeed. They have been friends since their high school days and to say that she was supportive was an understatement.Back then when she got pregnant with Rosie, she had run away from home and had spent some days at Ruby’s before leaving the country. Ruby would come to see her at times during her pregnancy and she was the only one there for her all these years.Even when she wanted to give up on herself, Ruby encouraged her to fight hard for herself and her baby.When Rosie was born, though she wasn’t around, she sent gifts and made video calls. She was a friend. One she would always stay grateful to.“Okay, fine then. If you insist.” They stayed quiet for some minutes before they got to a hotel and Izabelle climbed down with Rosie in her arms.Ruby opened the truck of the car and carried their luggage out before handing them to Izabelle.“Mommy will carry our luggage and I’ll carry my new storybooks,” little Rosie came down from her mother's arm and ran to the other side of the car. She opened the backseat before gathering the books and getting them in her arms. They were heavy but she didn’t care. These were her new treasures for the next few weeks.“Be careful Rosie or they’ll drop.”“Yes, Aunty.”“Thank you, Ruby. We’ll get going now. See you some other time,” Izabelle informed and started walking towards the entrance of the hotel.“Bye. Love you.”“Love you too.”“Bye, Sie Sie.”Rosie’s foot stopped for a while and she turned to look at her aunt who was waving at them.“Aunt Ruby, will you buy me more gifts and goodies when you come to visit us again?”“Of course, I will. I’ll buy lots of goodies even though you already forgave me. Anything for my cute little goddaughter..”“Hmm, better then.” She smiled as she turned her back to her and followed her mother into the hotel. This would be her new way of getting goodies from her aunt. She planned to suck her dry.*****The next day, Izabelle walked out of the bathroom only to see her daughter with a spoon, getting ready to dig into the food a hotel staff brought in a few minutes ago. She rushed to her side and snatched the spoon from her before putting her hand on her waist.“What do you think you’re doing, Rosie?”“Mama, I’m hungry.”“The first thing you do after waking up is to eat? Did you bathe or brush your teeth?”“Can’t I do that after eating? I’m so hungry. I’ll faint in the bathroom,” Rosie cried, batting her eyes at her mother. Izabelle rolled her eyes and walked to the other side of the room before picking a small box up and walking back to Rosie who frowned hard at the sight of the box.If she wasn’t so hungry, she would run away from there because she knew whenever her mother brings this box out, she means business with her.“Mamaaa,” she whined.“That frown or eyes isn’t going to work on me today. I’ll let you eat without bathing or brushing your teeth since you’re so hungry but you’ll have to take your drugs first. I guess you know what this box contains.”Of course, she knows. It contains the things that keep her living. Her heart monitor, medicines, everything a patient needed.“But Mommy, these drugs are so bitter,” she stared at the box in disgust.“They won’t if you take them in one go. You’ll take them in one go and you won’t even feel it,” Izabelle sat close to Rosie on the couch and dropped the box on the floor.“I don’t want to take them.”“Rosie, you have to take them to get better.”Rosie stood up from the couch and walked to the bed to climb and lie on it, covering her face. She wasn’t going to take those drugs anymore.“Why do I always have to take them when other people don't? It’s only me. I have to wear these heart monitors whereas other people don’t need them. I don’t want them anymore. I want to be like every other child.”Izabelle sighed. Whenever Rosie threw tantrums like this, it was always hard to convince her. She had to keep lying to the child day after day and convince her to take the drugs so she could be fine.The last time Rosie refused to take her medications and wear her heart monitor, she had told her she was a superwoman and a warrior, and only after telling her that did she finally agree to take the drugs. What would she use this time? Rosie can’t skip her drugs else it would be fatal.Just then, she heard a knock on their door. She stood up from the couch and walked towards the door to open it. It was a hotel attendant and he handed her an envelope.“This came in for you, ma’am.”Izabelle slowly took the envelope and walked back into the room. Rosie was still sulking. She should check what was in this envelope and go convince her. The envelope was blank without a name and she tore it open, bringing the letter out.The words written on it shocked her to the core.~Eight Months And Some Weeks Later~“You know I'm not going to get into that thing, honey,” Marcel complained as he looked at the two of them. The two most important people in his life. Izabelle and Rosie. He was standing in between them and they were peering at him, begging him to do their bidding. Having two women in life is so stressful. He can't wait for the baby in Izabelle’s womb. The family of three was in a park. They came to have fun as it was a holiday and the mother and daughter duo were begging that Marcel get into the roller coaster with Rosie as her mother was heavily pregnant and would not be able to accompany the child up there. But Marcel was still traumatized from his last time getting on a roller coaster and had sworn that there was nothing in this world that would push him to get up there again. “Please, Daddy. Just this one time. I promise it won't be as bad as the last. Don't be afraid. “Who says that I'm scared? I just don't like how it moves so fast. Daddy i
Seeing that his boss’s wife was not fine, he decided to call a doctor for her. “Uncle, are you calling a doctor? Mommy is unwell.”He looked at the sweet little cute girl that he still couldn't believe was his boss’s daughter. Like, how come he has had a daughter all these while and he was only aware of it a year ago? “Yes, cute. Didn't worry, your Mommy is going to be fineThe little girl nodded and ran into the bathroom on the other side of the room. She came back with a bowl of water and a small towel in her hands. Knowing what she wanted to do, he smiled and rubbed her head. She was a smart little child just like her parents. “Mommy, I'm going to dab your face with the towel,” she told her unconscious mother. She had always noticed that whenever she was unwell and her temperature was high, her mother would simply dab her head with a towel and clean her body. This sad the second time that her Mommy was unwell since this year and this was the second time that she would be doing t
Izabelle finally woke up on the third day after she was declared pregnant. The doctors had said that she passed out from the shock and would wake up anytime soon but it wasn't until the third day that she woke up. When Izabelle opened her eyes, everywhere was blurry to her and she tried to look around but it was blurry to her. “Mommy, you're awake.” She heard Rosie’s voice and her tiny footsteps as she ran towards her. She also heard some other footsteps rush to her and when they were finally right beside her, she was able to see them clearly. “Izabelle, you're awake.”“Izabelle.”“Pl…please help me sit up.”Both Ruby and Mrs. Wilson helped her sit up on the bed and she ass finally able to see everywhere clearly. She was in the hospital. What was she doing here and when did she come here? Then all of a sudden, all the memories started flashing into her head. From her grandfather and then to her pregnancy announcement. God. All of this was happening too fast. Right! Her grandfather.
He was now suffering from both the cold from sitting in the rain for a long time and from the fall from when he was trying to pick up his phone. “I got here immediately I heard the news,” Ruby finished. “Where is Jared? He isn’t here?”“He stepped out a bit to make a call to his wife. He was in the office when he heard the news too.”“Goodness. I pray nothing happens to Grandfather. I don’t know what to do if something happens to him.”Ruby held her hands and patted it. She was trying to console her friend and make her feel alright. She just returned from Thailand in the hope of starting a new life and now this? This was depressing. She didn’t even tell Izabelle all that the doctor said. The doctors had said that the old man’s condition was so bad and they weren’t sure that he was going to make it alive and that they just had to pray that he eventually made it out. “Izabelle.”She turned to the side to find out who it was that called her and when she saw that it was Jared, she imm
~Three Weeks Later~“Marcel, what are you doing?”“Just a little okay,” Marcel said as he started kissing her from her neck downward. “We’re up in the air.”“Doesn't matter.” He continued kissing her, not listening to what she had to say. She was only trying to tell him that they were not home to be doing this kind of thing. These few weeks that they made up, he has been all and about her having her from morning to night all in the name of making up for the months that he wasn't here. Now, they were in a private jet traveling back home. Well, a lot has happened since the day his grandmother came to yell at her. After they settled, she had convinced Marcel to work hard to get his company back and he has been working from home since then. Home! Right. He moved in with them. Thinking about that made her smile. They were back to being a happy family and she couldn't ask for more. She just prays that nothing comes in between her happiness this time as she would be very sad if that were
The old woman turned and got face to face with her grandson which she quickly ran and embraced. Marcel got her away from him and rushed to Izabelle who couldn’t bring herself to face him. She turned away from him as he tried to look at her wound. If he shows any utmost care to her right now, she is going to melt and cry in front of everyone and that would be so embarrassing. She doesn’t want anyone to see her as weak or something. “Izabelle, look at me. Are you alright?”“I’m… I’m fine.”“No, you’re not. Grandma just hit you with something hard. I know what’s in that bag. Come, we have to look at your wound. Please look at me.”She couldn’t bear it any longer and let him look at her wound that had swollen a lot giving her a weird face. She felt like yelling right now because her anger was still at its peak and it would remain like this until someone calmed her down. “Calm down, okay. Look at me. Breathe, in and out.” She did as Marcel asked and was finally able to look him in the e