The End of It All

Acceptance

I could hear my mother calling me. Probably a demon attacking but mom could handle herself until dad got there. Only that never happened. I thought dad would show up seconds after hearing her call. Obviously he was too busy. Again. With a sigh I stood up, I really didn't want to leave Chris but mom was obviously in immediate danger. Giving one last look at my brother's prone form, I orbed.

When I saw the demon I let loose my rage. Soon there was nothing but a pile of ash. Mom said I was off partying with my friends. Mom didn't even realise that something was wrong. How could she not sense it? When mom finally noticed how distraught I was I just grabbed her arm and orbed. I had no time to waste, she would understand once she saw Chris.

When we arrived, mom shocked me greatly. I thought she would be ready to help my little brother, but now I could barely recognise this broken woman; my mother was strong, I hadn't thought anything could break her. She kept repeating the phrase, not my baby boy, over and over again. The doctor was unsure on what to do and a look of confusion clouded his face. He hastily backed out of the room not wanting to get involved, after I told him that I would deal with my mother. I bent down and hugged her, mom starts crying and sobbing into my shoulder.

I have had enough of this. This wasn't about mom. It was about my little brother, crying and denying it, won't change a thing. I pushed her away and held my mom to my height.

"Get over it mom!" I shouted, "You have to be strong! You have to be strong for Chris"

I shouldn't yell at her, but I knew I was right. Slowly the flow of tears stopped. Her usually cheery eyes were filled with tears, She began to accept the truth and I severely hoped everyone else's reaction wouldn't be this bad. Mom turned around and walked closer to the bed. She let her hand drift next to Chris's.

"So how did this happen?" Mom said; her voice was shaky.

I sighed and began the telling her what happened from the time I felt something was wrong, till when I saw my little brother plummeting from the bridge. My words seemed to do the trick as mom's face seemed to change. The determination, the fire I had seen my whole life seemed to return to her eyes.

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