The world in front of Aria came to a halt. Her ears couldn't register any sound, except the frantic beating of her heart. Aria's legs felt void of bones and incapable of holding her upright as the pack of fruits slipped through her sweaty palms. Powered by the rush of adrenaline, she scurried towards the bed and shook her mother's stiff body, desperate to hear her utter another weak sound even if it was the last thing she would hear. Aria muttered rushed prayers accompanied by muffled sobs."No, mom. No mom, you can't do this!" She pleaded with the unmoving body. "You don't know how hard I've been working for you. You can't just disappear on me! You can't..." "Doctor," she yelled from the bed, unwilling to free her hold on her mother as though she had the power to pull her back to life.Soon, the doctor and two other nurses rushed into the room, their gazes filled with a knowing sense of horror. The doctor immediately placed the stethoscope on her chest,
The fact that Robert still hadn't gotten a call from his father after the article was put up startled and scared him more than the article itself did. At first when he saw the article, he thought about his father's reaction. He pictured his father's unsmiling face and the stern voice in which he would employ when scolding him. He also considered his employees facial expression when they would see him at work. He couldn't care less about them because he had the power to make the anyone jobless within seconds but of course he didn't have the heart to relive any of their duties if they haven't committed a serious offense.He could easily shrug off the reaction regardless of how it may affect him but he wasn't sure Aria could do that, hence his advice to her but she still hasn't responded to his text. He wondered if she was alright, it was unusual for her. Usually they texted every morning, it was getting close to 2pm and she still hasn't responded to his message.
Robert arrived at the hospital and the first thing he did was to hug Aria tightly, enveloping her in the warmth he had to offer. If through this process he could transfer her pain to himself, he could have done it. He listened to Aria keenly talking about different scenarios that could have played out. He wanted to tell that she couldn't have done anything to save her but first, he let her indulge in her fantasies."I'm sorry about this," Robert muttered, rubbing her hair.Without moving her body, she glanced up at him. "Don't leave me.""I won't baby, I'll never." Robert made the promise with everything in him and he had the confidence that no matter how stormy the weather may be, he'd always be there for Aria."But what if I had just stayed with her?" Aria asked, searching his eyes for answers that would serve as a consolation."I don't know about that sincerely, but baby -""I know you want to say there's nothing I'd have done
Harry blew a puff of smoke as he exhaled. Deep down inside of him, he had no peace of mind and he couldn't just get rid of the deep seating guilt he felt no matter how hard he tried. He kept on thinking about the pain and disharmony he must have plunged Robert into. He kept on asking himself why it was now he cared so much about Robert after he had done what her did. No answers was forthcoming to these questions.He just knew he was restless. He couldn't even check his phone and monitor how far the article had blown because each time he attempted to do so, his hands became shaky with anxiety. He hated everything happening around him, he thought this was going to give him some sort of fulfilment but instead he felt guilty rather which was unusual, very unusual and he hated the fact that he didn't have control over it. This evening, he got so choked up by the air in his father's house and he knew he had to go out for a walk. He didn't have plans on rolling a blunt because he had been c
Harry dragged himself home after the unexpected information had struck him like thunder. He wasn't expecting to see his father by the dining table at this time. He knew it was past 11 pm but he still glanced at his wristwatch anyways. It turned out he wasn't wrong. He guessed this was going to be a night of unexpected happenings, he may as well embrace it.He brought out his phone, pretending to be immersed in it, so he could walk past his father without acknowledging him. He thought the plan was going smoothly, but after a few inches away from his father, he heard his name."Harry," his father called out to him."Dad." Harry turned around, shoving his phone quickly into his pocket. He scratched his neck. "I was just coming from the store-""I'm not about to ask you where you were coming from," his father held up a finger, interrupting his speech. His father's face held barely concealed frown and harry wondered the cause of that.With pursed lips, Harry nodded.His father held up his
"What's up lil bro?" Harry greeted, ruffling Bryan's hair. Bryan paused the game he was playing and then stared at him, briefly."I'm fine, I guess." Bryan shrugged."Uhm, you guess. What's that supposed to mean?" Harry asked, settling on his bed.Bryan flung his phone on the bed and sighed. "I'm wondering how the news about Robert got fished out, it's literally everywhere now."Harry loved how Bryan really cared about his family and didn't fail to show it at the slightest occasion. As much as he was a little bit angry at his mother, he couldn't help but admit his mother really did a great job at raising him to be this empathetic boy that he was.Back to the matter at hand, Harry couldn't for the life of him figure out what to tell Bryan because he was the cause of the problem and he didn't want Bryan to figure out that something was wrong from the way he spoke. His heart started hammering against the ribcage and he could feel his hands shaky but he quickly scratched his neck in order
Harry couldn't help the cold energy Bryan gave him mom. He wanted to ask him about him, but he put the thought away. Bryan was probably just a little bit angry at his mom and with time, he would come around. His behaviour manifested during dinner; he wasn't chatty as he used to be and he declined his mother's offer each time she tried to help to dish or pass him the sauce or whatever. If the help wasn't coming from Harry or their father, best believe he was going to decline it. Lauren tried to hide her pain beneath smiles and tried to act like it was nothing but deep down Harry could see through her and he knew she felt dejected. He decided not to talk about it because they both had a long overdue conversation and whatever attitudes Bryan was giving her was her fault for not being present and being away for so long without a plausible explanation. And the fact that she was rarely taking his calls made everything worse. For some reasons he believed that she stopped taking Bryan's cal
Every other person, including Harry himself through Brian's anger wasn't going to last long and soon he would crawl back to his mother's bosom. Little did they know that his behaviour towards her will worsen over time. Now during dinner time, he always ate as quickly as he could, whilst declining every offer of his mother to serve him and immediately he was done he'd run off to his room. He completely avoided contact with his mom and even after she apologized to him, he still didn't budge. He kept up with the cold as ice energy and each time her face would flatten. Harry was begining to wonder if the young man knew something he didn't know so he decided to ask one evening while he was mobile games in his room.Harry tapped on his laps, drawing his attention because his headphones were active.He glanced up at him, arching his brows. "Yes?""I just wanted to ask why you were being cold towards Mom?" Harry asked him."I don't want to talk about it." He replied."You should, you know.""