[65] ||Hardie Morrison||Arling was able to give birth to the babies on her own with out under going any section but she went into coma since then, not responding to treatment and its been three long days of torture.Every thing happened so fast and also in a blurry vision, I just couldn't pin point any thing of it. My brain finds it difficult to register any of it and keeping my sanity was the hardest.The babies were said to be fine with close watch and I get to see them with out touching or feeling them since they are not due yet. I just have to wait another two long months before I can get to touch and feel them.They are just a tiny little creation developing under technology and the doctor's and nurses’ close watch. Since they are doing well, all that matters to me now is Arlington.Fate be playing same trick game on me again. Seeing her laying unconsciously with oxygen as her aid of breathing breaks not only my heart but my whole body system over and over again.I ca
[66] ||Hardie Morrison||In the next few minutes, she came back with the doctor, who check her heart stability."Her heart is breathing differently now and I assure you she will be..." The doctor was still saying when Arlington's eyes slowly open.Is this for real or I'm hallucinating? Don't blame me because this feels too good to be true. Her pupils aren't visible at first since her eyes are rolled into their socket.The doctor disconnected the machine from her nostrils when she was sure every this was perfectly fine with Arlington."Hardie...?" That was her first word and I couldn't tell how happy and excited I felt at the moment.She slowly sit up as I did not hesitate to help her keep her balance. Her face was still pale and almost near white but it was full of life."I can't believe my eyes right now, I feel like they are playing dirty tricks on me." I muttered as I touched I face to feel them."They aren't Hardie. I'm okay now." Her voice was croaked but it was audible
[67] ||Flash Back||•••Twenty Years Ago•••The little boy was six was barely awake as he heard the shouting and arguing of two older humans. He need not to be told who it is as he wiped his eyes and jumped down from the bed, running as fast as his little legs could carry him to the sitting room.There they were putting fingers against each others, his both parents."Daddy, what is the matter again?" His soft tender voice came up as he clasped his father's left legs to his small body.Mr Morrison ruffled his son's hair as he laid his gaze on him. "Its nothing son, this woman here wants to rub me off my peace."Yes, the woman Mr Morrison was referring to was no other than the boy's mother who he barely see around."Stop fighting with her, daddy. It isn't proper to do so." His green eyes were littered with hot tears. If there is one thing he hates, its to see his father getting into an argument with any one."Don't worry, son. Every thing is fine, I'll handle the situation perfect
[68] ||Still On Flash Back|| Hardie was already in his grade eleven in high school and every thing was going on pretty well between himself and his father.The last three years was actually hell for father and son when Kendrick find out he has a hole in his heart which needs to be treated to avoid further implications on his health.Hardie had to put a two years stop to his schooling doing menial jobs to gather enough funds for his father's treatment, that was when Hardie was introduced to selling hard drugs with out his father's knowledge.Hardie was able to gather much more than enough under the shadow of menial job which Kendrick believes he is doing. Kendrick was able to get his treatment and in less than three months, he was back to his usual old self.Hardie was glad he helped his father and promised himself never to indulge into drug dealing any more.His father was able to gain back his feet and Hardie's father made sure he attend one of the best high school in sta
[69] ||Still on Flash Back||Hardie ran after her and caught up with her outside the cafeteria as he seized her hand quickly but gently."How did you know I wasn't with my card?" He asked, his voice strict and demanding. "Did you, perhaps took it from me to do what you did earlier?"Amelia seems to get used to his strict and cold glare in the little space of time they were both opportune to have few talks.She was still smiling brightly at him with the smile reaching her eyes, Hardie was confused. "I'm asking you a question and you are here smiling?" He said with low grunt escaping his throat."Tell me, did I not have the right to smile?" She asked instead of answering his question.Hardie face palmed himself, clearly frustrated. "Seriously?" He huffed, glaring daggers at her. "Answer my question, else I might..."She quickly cut him short. "Fine, I'll. First I only know you aren't with your card, seeing you searching your pocket with embarrassed look on your face. And why
[70] ||Flash back continues||This woman said daughter few seconds ago? She called Amelia her daughter which means, Amelia is his half sister?What sign is this? Is it a good sign or a bad one, very bad one at that?"Why, woman?" Hardie was stuck with words as he blurted out nonsense. He called her woman since he believes she doesn't fit to be called his mother, she only birth him."Let me warn you and I want to be clear, I don't want to see your poverty stricken self around my daughter any more, stop forcing your self on her." Roselle sneered. "You worth less, much more less than a piece of trash."Hardie gritted his teeth trying to get hold of himself, how can the woman who was suppose to be his mother call him awful names?"I won't mind ending you and your pathetic father if you ever cross path with my daughter again. You don't deserve her friendship and you don't deserve to live to either." Roselle added with pure disgust in her voice and here seems like they were spit
[71] ||Flash Back Continues|| •••Months Later•••Today was Hardie's and Amelia's last day in high school cause they are done with their grades already. After his encounter with Roselle, the rest of the term was hell for him and his father though.Kendrick seems to be very ill and was bed ridden on several occasion since the hole in his heart find its cunning way to reopen again, he was to stay in hospital till he fully recover.The school was organizing a party for the graduating students and they were expected to come with their parents, Hardie was next to having none. His father was hospitalized and he mother already rejected him like he is a plague.Amelia saw the pains in his eyes but there is nothing she could do to soothe it away, she was forced to realized he has always been in mess since he was a kid because of her mother.Amelia knows she can't hate her mother but she hated the fact that she caused most of Hardie's pain and the fact that she, Amelia, could do
[72] ||Hardie Morrison||Since I know next to nothing about cooking, I decided it would be the best to ask Lincoln for help."So, what does the oh-so-mighty Hardie wants to prepare?" Lincoln asked wearing a teasing grin.I scoffed at how he stretched the oh-so-mighty Hardie. "Stop teasing, Lin. I want some thing simple yet satisfying." I muttered wearing a stoic expression. "What do you suggest is better for her?""You should know her better than any one, Mr Morrison. Think of some thing she would love." Lincoln replied in a flat tone. Here I am thinking he would help me out in choosing simple meal that's more presentable. Wait! What am I sprouting out? Like, is there any meal that isn't presentable?"Since you are unable to come up with some thing she would..."I cut him short as I recalled her favourite simple meal. "Macaroni and meat balls." I uttered in a sharp tone earning a creased brow from Lincoln. "She loves macaroni and meat balls.""Oh, good then." He replied plain