She watched as each raindrop hit the surface of her fragile glass window. She watched each raindrop trickle down alone and slowly. Soon the droplet merged with other droplets and gained speed in moving down her window. She watched in silence. She tried to forget. Forget that the thought of killing herself had once been in her mind. It seemed like the best thing to do when she was just filled with hurt and pain. She felt angry at herself again and looked down with embarrassment. How could she have been so selfish as to not think how others would feel if she were to die? How dare she think to do so when her mother was fighting for her dear life day after day? She turned her head up again to face the window once more. This time she found her reflection. Only then did she notice that the glass window and she had something in common. They were both just as fragile.
As soon as the rain died away Rory made her way out of her house. She needed to visit her mother. After all she had placed her mother in that hospital bed. She headed for the jeep- her mother's jeep. She started to rely on it for transport after her mother's accident.
Soon the oh-so-familiar building she had grown to dislike appeared and she knew she had to start gathering enough courage to see her mother again. "Oh please god let her be awake" she whispered as she placed her hand on the door handle. As she entered the hospital the awful hospital-smell that she had become used to no longer affected her breathing. She put on a brave face determined to tell her mother what she had gone there to say.
"Good evening Rory. Just wait out here for a while. Let me go inform her that you're here." Jess explained while making his way into her ward.
She grabbed his arm and looked him in the eye, "No, it's alright. I'll just wait until she wakes up."
She entered her mother's room and reached out to trap her mother's hand in hers. She gazed down lovingly at her mother sleeping peacefully and wanted to kick herself for doing this to her.