On My Way To See My Mom Chapter 18 の小説・ストーリー

I secured her in the car seat which I just bought on my way here and got it installed. I sit in my car and drive out of the house,I can see my mom kneeling and crying and my dad rubbing her back softly from the rearview mirror. I drive out of the pack brother and I feel the connection disappearing. I have closed a chapter of my life. Now to begin a new one. Hopefully.

Chapter 1 Saanvi's POV “You'll definitely get it, don't worry my child” my mom said in a soothing tone, and kissed my cheeks decreasing my tension level. “ It's just a piece of cake for my angel, i have no doubts in you...” my dad said stroking my hairs softly. I smiled at both of them and side hugged them. I took a sharp breath and bid them bye, as i was running late for college. As i stepped out of my home, i heard the honking sound of the car, i knew she was here.

His aloofness puzzled me. Soon We arrived at the hospital, and I told the driver to wait. I stepped out brought out my phone and called Mom to bring out my pouch. While waiting for her arrival, I spotted Mr. Grumpy walking toward the entrance holding a cup of coffee his gaze expressionless as usual. He suddenly looked up and our eyes met. I quickly turned away, avoiding his gaze. Just then, Mom emerged from the hospital entrance with a large smile my pouch hung on her palm. "A review of how you survive while going home?" she inquired with a jesting tone. She knew I had forgotten my pouch and I had no money with me.

“You ready?” My mom pats me on the shoulder and takes my bag from me when I get close, turning me around as if I am still five to fix my clothing, and yet I can’t go just yet. I halt, turn, and stare for a long last moment at the mountain now obscured almost to the base in grey smog as whatever Eve has done grows and swallows her from sight. Pain weighing heavily on me, and a sense of loss and regret.

I knocked on the door and let myself in. "Zen, mom is awake and she wants to see us." "Fine." I went into my room and took a quick shower and changed into something simple and comfortable. Zenia and I walked to the bus stop and took a bus to the hospital. We walked towards mom's occupied room and found her awake and looking up at the television. "Mommy!" Zenia let out and ran over to her bed side. I walked over to her side, too. "Mom, you're awake," I spoke, trying my hardest not to cry and break down again. I had done so much of that already I was losing my energy and my mind.

My mom said and my eyes widen in shock. T.B.C Few chapters to go.

I miss being with someone I wanted and needed, doing things for the first time. He's always my first in everything– I stopped when I saw Mom and Dad in the hallway of the second floor. Mom's eyes were damp and red. Did they fight? “What's… going on?”

And directly went towards her mom who is still bargaining with that shopkeeper. She tap on her shoulder and speak up "mom I am tired" saying this she sat on nearby banch and looking toward him who is going hospital. You think what's matter You thought maybe Aunty is not well. But what happens with her. Is she fine oh god I know he love his mother alot. But all his thoughts of chain is broken by her mom's voice who speak in loud voice "ishu everything is done now let's go" she stand up with bags in her hands.

“ What took you so long ? we have been waiting “ mom told me . “Sorry mom “ I whispered, not wanting to explain myself and not wanting to sound rude . Damon didn’t say a word to me but he just got into his car . Mom helped me drop my box in the boot and I got in and she shut the door . I took a final look at the house and the tears that I had held down welled up in my eyes . It seemed like my mom noticed me because all I could feel next was her hands wrapped tightly around me . “You know we have always prayed for this day, don’t feel bad that we are leaving , just be happy that you are going to get that life that you had always dreamt of and wanted . I nodded my head to mom words without kno

I have to figure out how to keep Mom safe without blowing things up. Mom returns to the living room with a bag in her hand. I stand up and hold my hand out to her. Mom takes my hand, and we head to the front door. Before I can open the door, it opens in front of me, and I step back in shock. Aida stands at the door, looking between Mom and me. She notices the bag in Mom’s hand and looks up at her. “Where are you going?”