?SHE’S NOT A CINDERELLA?
✍️Written by Pinky?✍️
?Chapter Four [4]?
Subtitle: {Gone too soon}
?Ruby’s Pov?
I couldn’t believe it. I just couldn’t. No matter how real it was, it still felt like a dream. My mouth were left open in shock as I stare at the man on white coat standing in front of me with a look of pity in his eyes.
I wanted to run. I wanted to hide. I wanted to beat myself to death for not working ha-rd and providing the money for my mom’s treatment. But what could I do now? It was late.
I was late.
She’s gone. And gone too soon.
I’ve lost the one woman who loved and took care of me. I’ve lost the one woman who protected me even after my…no, he wasn’t my father. I’d disown him the very day he left us.
He caused all of this. He made her pas-sthrou-ghheartbreak and rejection and that made her care less about herself and made her had cancer. And now she was gone.
“Miss Darlings…” The doctor called out.
My eyes were welled in tears. My chest were heavy. It felt like a heavy load had been dropped on my chest. Why? Why me of all people?
I was mad at her. Why did she leave us like that? Why couldn’t she just wait for me. Why? Why couldn’t she? Why did she have to leave us like that?
But I had no right to be mad at her. Death can decide to knock on one’s door anytime. I shouldn’t blame her. In fact, I don’t blame her. But it hurts like a bit-ch to lose her like this.
“Can I at least see her body?” I asked the doctor, whose name I don’t even know.
“Yes, of course. And I’m sorry.” He said calmly. This guys was more like my age mate and here he was earning a money that I can’t even earn for a lifetime. I was jealous.
“You don’t have to be sorry over someone else’s predicament. It isn’t your fault that I lost my mom so why feeling sorry.” That came out harshly but I didn’t care all I wanted to do right now was to see my mother lifeless body so I left.
****
“Mom… oh God.” I bent down by the side of the woman who was covered from head to toe with a white cloth. “Mom, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I couldn’t do anything to save you. O couldn’t help you. I feel so worthless right now. I’m sorry.”
I kept saying as I cried out heart. She was gone. Sometimes I ask myself why her? Why can’t it be someone else? Why do good people have to die? Why?
I slowly took off the cloth from the person’s head. Yeah, it was her. My mother.
I fell to the ground and started crying. It felt like my life depended on the tears that o shed. But it didn’t. instead it depended on the woman lying on that bed. Dead.
My only hope was gone.
“Where is mommy?” That was Tyson’s voice.
I slowly look up and found him standing by the side of Jennifer. What was that bit-ch doing here?!? She was never there for mother. She never cared for her. Mom died without the care of her first child!
That made me very angry. I got up to my feet and made my way to Jennifer, shooting daggers her way. I hardly get angry but right now…I was.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!” I yelled in anger, forgetting the fact that I was in a hospital. But guess what…? I didn’t care!
“What do you mean? I’m here to pay my last respect to mother.” She said like she did nothing wrong.
“mother? What mother? Is it the same mother that you treated like trash?! Is it the same mother that you didn’t care for?! Is it?!?”
“We are in the hospital.” She whispered to me as if she were embarra-ssed. I looked around and that was when I realized that we had called attention of the nurses, some patients and even the doctor that I had spoke rudely to earlier.
“Are you embarra-ssed?” I scoffed. And the next thing I did was something I had never done. “EVERYONE! LISTEN CAREFULLY… MY SISTER HERE DOESN’T CARE ABOUT US! SHE DOESN’T CARE ABOUT HER BROTHER, ABOUT HER SISTER, OR ABOUT THE WOMAN THAT Brou-ghT HER TO THIS WORLD! SHE ONLY CARE ABOUT HERSELF. SHE IS JUST SO SELFISH AND HEARTLESS.”
“ENOUGH! What’s wrong with you?”
“YOU ARE. Get out. Get out of here and never show your face to us. Get out. I disown you. You are no longer my sister. I mean, our sister.” I pulled Tyson to myself. “Now get out.” I know my mother had told me not to give up on my sister but this was just so too much for me. Seeing her will only remind me of my past. Seeing her will only just hurt me. And Tyson.
She stare at me for a really long time before nodding her head slowly and took some step back.
“Fine.” And with that she left. Fine? Fine?!? Was that all she was going to say? Fine? Couldn’t she at least try to apologize? Couldn’t she try to win us back? Just fine?
That was when I came to the realization….she had never seen us as her family. She left us. Just like did.
I pulled Tyson in my arms and started crying all over again. My life su-cks, no doubt.
****
?Few Months Later?
“Hey.” Cherry said as i walked into my room. I didn’t reply, I just pretended to be asleep hoping that she would leave but that girl knew me too well. “Aren’t you tired of staying home all day?” She say down on my bed, by my side. I still kept mute. “You can’t keep doing this to yourself. It’s been three months since your mother died…you have to move on from her death.”
She was right. It’s been three months since mother left us. Since we buried her. And I haven’t taken a step out of my room. I was too weak to do anything. I haven’t even set eyes on my brother. Thinking about it make me feel kind of guilty.
“I want to be alone.” I said in a very low voice.
“You can’t keep doing this to yourself.” She said again. I was losing it. Ever since my mother died, I always feel irritated. I get angry over little things.
I changed.
“Just let me be, Cherry. Please.” I don’t want to vent my anger, pain on her. She don’t deserve it. She did nothing wrong.
“Rub…”
“ENOUGH, OKAY?! YOU HAVE NO fu-ckING RIGHT TO TELL ME SHIT SO JUST LET ME BE.” I lost it. I couldn’t hold the pain, the anger no more.
“DO YOU THINK YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE IN PAIN? YOUR BROTHER IS fu-ckING IN SO MUCH PAIN. HE NEEDS YOU MORE THAN ANYTHING AND HERE YOU ARE fu-ckING AROUND. AND DON’T STOP SWEARING. GOSH.” She stood up to her feet now and dropped something at my bedside. “I will be waiting.” And with that she left.
I slowly reach out to what she had dropped by my bedside. It was a fly out. The restaurant where I worked were inviting to a concert. A celebrity’s concert. Now that I’ve seen this, I came to realized that I’ve never paid attention to the TV or to any celebrities. I don’t even know any celebrity aside from Micheal Jackson. Yeah, my life su-cks big time.
I took in some de-ep breath as I wipe my tears off.
Cherry was right. It was time I move on from my mother’s death and focus on my brother. Besides, I was the present given to him.
I collected the necklace my mother had given to me from the locker by my bedside and wore it over my neck.
I was time for me to forget the pain. forget my past. And forget my sister, who didn’t even show up for her mother’s funeral.
I hate that bit-ch . TBC.