Beyond the Darkness
Grace opened her front door. Walking into the flat she was at once struck by the smell of alcohol… but she was used to that.
"Mom, Mom it's me. Where are you?"
Grace vaguely heard the sound of vomiting coming from the washroom… but she was used to that too.
"Oh mom, why do you have to keep doing this to yourself?"
"Shut up it gets me through the day, ok?"
Grace picks up a towel and tries to clean the sick of her mom's face.
"Just go away, leave me alone. Don't touch me!" Grace just left. She didn't have the energy to argue.
She went to bed alone and upset…she was used to that too.
Next morning
Grace didn't bother shouting her mom. She wouldn't answer back anyway.
She got up with the intention of calling Joan to plan something for the afternoon, besides; she needed Luke's chemistry notes. Her mum was crashed out on the sofa. She went into the kitchen to get a glass of water.
"Mom, you need to drink this. Mom, wake up." There was no reaction. Grace's heart started to beat just a little faster. "Seriously you need to wake up now. Mom?" Grace shook her. Still nothing. She reached out and put two fingers on her mom's neck, checking for a pulse. Nothing.
Grace ran franticly into the sitting room and grabbed her cell phone. She picked out the keys 911.
"Yeah, I need an ambulance. Please come quick, she's not breathing!" She went back to her mothers lifeless form and remembering what the guy on the phone had told her, rolled her into the recovery position. As much as her mom had put her through she was still her mom. Her father (the Rabbi) had left for a late sermon last night and not yet got home. She didn't know what to do. She called the phone line at the synagogue knowing her dad didn't have his cell with him (it was on the table next to her) but that was engaged. So she left a message.
"Dad it's me. There's something wrong with mom. Just…just meet us at the hospital k?" Grace hung up, becoming aware of her hands shaking.
It seemed like a lifetime to Grace before her ears could pick out the sound of sirens in the distance. She rushed over to buzz them in.
a/n : This is our (mine and Hezziebob's) first ever chapter of our first ever fanfic. Please r&r (pwetty please). And don't worry, there's more. Oh yeah so we don't get sued- Disclaimer: We do not own any of the characters (damn) however we do own the plot and Hezziebob's dads a lawyer so back off!