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Chapter 1: I Have Nothing;
I couldn't take my eyes off of her. For months I had to watch my mother lay unconscious in bed. Lifeless; Hooked up to machines she couldn't live without. She did this for me, she chose to fight and put herself through all these shitty treatments. Just for my sake; because that is... was the kind of mother she was. Knowing the treatments wouldn't work. She gave me as much time as she could. Even if it was just for her to lay in a hospital bed in a comatose state. I had to be strong; today was the day that I would be taking my mother off of life support. Her hair had fallen out long before the chemo therapy. The color had drained from her skin, sunken bags sat under her eyes. She was practically a skeleton, her skin so delicate. The lightest touch and it'd split open. This is the true face of what chemo does to those with stage four cancer.
Not a happy ending, just false hope. The treatment left us broke. It left me broke. For a split second I'd forgotten I was alone now. The last of our money went to her life support. I had to drop out of college because I couldn't pay the tuition. The car had been reposed, the bank repossessed the shrine. I was dirt poor, homeless, motherless... Stupid throat cancer, it ruined everything. I buried my hands into my palms, holding back my tears. I shouldn't have let her smoke all those cigarettes. This was all my fault, all she'd ever did was take care of me; and I couldn't even return the favor. I was a shitty excuse for a daughter. The clicking of heels against the floor pulled me put of my thoughts.
"Miss Higarashi. It's time."
Exhaling deeply, I stood up walking over to my mother. Placing a soft kiss on her temple, I pulled the plug. My heart stopped when I heard the machine flat line, indicating her heart was no longer beating. Her chest fell and didn't rise again.
"Your mother wanted her body to be donated to science." The nurse said handing me a pen and clipboard.
I felt the tears starting to sting my eyes. I snatched the pen out of her hand, then signed my name. Handing them back over to her I grabbed my bag, and ran like hell. I needed to get out of there. I ran through the halls, pushing the staff out of the way. I ignored their irrelevant shouts. Finally making it to the elevator. I slammed the button over and over till it had finally arrived. I threw myself into the elevator. I sunk down to the floor, I broke down. The tears flowed down my cheeks freely. An inhuman sound came from within me. I was broken; Wiping my tears, I picked myself up and walked out as if nothing had happened.
The cold winter air caused me to shiver. I'd better get use to it, I had no where else to go. Maybe if I was lucky, I wouldn't make it through the night.
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