Mom Passed Out Novels & Stories

I broke down. Tom clenched his hand and jaw my mom looked horrified, Grace was shocked and lost balance she had to hold onto the wall to balance herself, her Mother fell on the floor, and Monica fainted right away, she’s a mother, I guess she put herself in my shoes and the thought of losing her son in that brutal way it hit her hard, that she's my friend and DR yet she doesn't know about this part of me.

I can’t sit here and talk about honeymoons or dream weddings when I can barely keep myself from falling apart. “I have to meet up with Jenny,” I say quickly, standing from the couch a little too fast. My vision blurs for a split second, but I ignore it. “I’ll see you later, okay?” “Kassy—” “I’m fine,” I cut in, taking a step. The world tilts. Just for a second, everything shifts. The room spins, and before I can take another breath, my knees give out. “Kassy!” my mom screams as my body starts to fall, but somehow she catches me before I hit the floor. We both stagger, her arms shaking as she tries to hold me up.

, she smiles softly at me and I can't help but stare at her in awe. She looks at me and I look at her and the world seems to have stopped only for us for a while. Something squeezes so hard in my chest, I almost forget how to breath. But that doesn't last long as a loud crashing noise interrupts us from inside the house. We rush inside the very next instant, only to find mom lying on floor beside the kitchen counter. Ben, Liza and her partner sit on the floor that's flowing with water, surrounding my mom as blood leaks out of her forehead.

I squealed and rushed to the other side to get a comfortable view of her. I glanced at Dad. “When did she regain herself , Dad?” “It's been up to four hours, still so early in the morning. ” Dad responded. “How did she- I mean, didn't he say anything about her?” I asked slowly. “He gave you the informations we all need to know, didn't it?” Dad uttered. “Mom passed out as a result of a heart attack.” I announced, sharing a look with Mom, who looked devastated. “Agatha...”

Dad stumbled back and mumbled, his eyes hollow, "It can't be... She was always really healthy... how could she die... it was just a minor surgery..." While they were still engulfed in shock and panic… "Aah!" A loud scream pierced through the banquet hall. It was Mom. She was trying to get up, but her feet felt as heavy as lead and they awkwardly tripped over each other. She fell to the floor clumsily. "My legs! My legs!" she screamed in terror. She tried to stand, only to find her body as stiff as wood, her limbs completely unresponsive. The body coordination and muscle control she had always prided herself on had been completely reclaimed by the system!

I order two slices of pepperoni pizza overloaded with Parmesan and a bowl of creamy macaroni salad topped with cubes of steamed chicken breast and hard-boiled eggs. After lunch, I go back to the art studio and finish my afternoon shift. I stop by the supermarket and grab some fresh greens and cartons of milk. I then pay through an app since I haven't withdrawn any cash yet. I put the things I bought into the bicycle basket and then go back home amid the dusking of the bloodred sky. As I open the door, I almost die from what I see — Mom is on the floor, lying unconscious. I tap her face several times, but she doesn't wake up. "Mom, please." My eyes start to water as I call for help.

The despair at that moment was infinitely more painful than death. "Enough!" Mom suddenly screamed, breaking the suffocating silence. Her face was ghastly pale as her eyes darted around, yet she remained defiant. "Keep making it up! What car accident? What broken leg? It's all absurd! Do you think we're filming a TV show?"

CASSANDRA’S POV I see in horror as my mom collapsed to the ground, before her head hit the floor Jackson was fast enough to hold her in his arms. “Mom, what the fuck, wake up”, he said shaking her up. “Chaerin wake up!”, my father tells panicked as he embrace my mom. My brother lays numb moving away from her as I hug him from side, seeing him in broken state. “Doctor, call someone doctor!”, my father tells as I hug my brother tighter.

He poured himself a glass of water and tried to brush his hair with his fingers before calling Katrina to inform her as he headed out. -- ‘Your mother suddenly had a seizure last night. Her body is too weak to survive the surgery, we need to hold on for now and watch her instead” the cardiologist informed her. Katrina let out a shallow breath, her knees weakened beneath her. Collin who was beside her grabbed onto her afraid she might collapse. His arms held her firm and steady and she gripped to him. “Thank you” Collin responded instead and led her to take a seat. “Your Mum will be fine” he assured her.

Too slow. My mother's body hit the floor with a dull, horrifying thud. My head went numb, my body limp. “No…” A gasp broke through the hall. “MOM!” I dropped to the floor beside her. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was shallow and faint. My father froze, horrified at what he’d done. She wasn’t moving. She wasn’t responding. My stomach twisted. The possibility that… No, no. She was going to be fine. “Mom, we’re gonna get you to the hospital,” I cuddled her head, barely able to get the words out. “Just hang on, please!”