Prologue -
On the first of January in two thousand and twelve, Tanya Branning lost her battle against Cancer. The night was cool and crisp when Max, Lauren, Abi and Oscar Branning all arrived at St. Joseph's Hospice after being called an hour prior. Not knowing what to expect, Lauren was the first to walk into her Mother's room.
Lauren was the only person to have looked after her mother, the only person her mother felt she could tell all those months ago. She really did do a great job in spite of everything else going on around her. Lauren couldn't think about herself any more, she had to look after Tanya as if her life depended on it. She was pleased that her mum had finally allowed her dad to be a part of her life and let him help, even if it was a very distant relationship. She could then rely on him to help with her mother's illness.
However in the following weeks she watched her mum get sicker and every time she tried to help her dad would push her away. This hurt her tremendously and she could only find comfort at the bottom of a bottle. In time she gradually got sick of the endless bottles of alcohol and gave up with everything. Tanya finally got through to Max that she wanted to be back in Lauren's care, and throughout Christmas, Lauren gave her mum a good time considering what she was going through.
On the night of Boxing day, Tanya was rushed to hospital when she collapsed into a coma. She was then moved into St. Joseph's Hospice on the other side of London and that was where she woke up. Attached to a life transport machine, Tanya was devastated at the way her life had concluded.
On the 30th of December, 2011, succumbing to her families orders, Tanya gave up fighting a battle she was never going to win. She asked to be taken off of the drugs and the life transport machine.
That brought them all to the first of January. They all secretly knew when they got the phone call that their beloved mother and wife had passed, however, no one dared to admit it. When Lauren walked into her room, she saw her Mother lying there lifeless. She took her hand and she realised that soon it would be the end.
Tanya spoke her last words to her daughter at approximately eleven pm and was pronounced to have passed at 11:04 PM on the first of January twenty twelve. Although Lauren felt privileged to have held her mum as she died, she also felt guilty as she was the only one to witness her last words. She felt she should have cared for her better. No one forgot this day in a hurry. Not being able to find closure was the hardest thing any of the family, of now four, had ever had to do. That takes us to the present day, 23rd February 2012.
A/N
Okay, so, that's the beginning to my new fic. I would like to say sorry to the people who were enjoying my other fic, 'Listen to my voice', but i didn't think it through and I had no time to write. I also had no idea where it was going to be heading. You will be pleased to know that I have completed this fic and will definitely be posting updates regularly. I also apologize if the cancer story line upsets anyone, that isn't my aim, I'm just showing awareness. Please review it makes it worthwhile. X