Cat wakes up in the morning and finds she feels weak and sick. She shakes herself off and gets up, wobbling to the kitchen to get a glass of water. She realizes that she really is sick, and that she needs to stay in bed to get better. She knows better than to tell her mother, but she does it anyway. Warily, she knocks on the black door to her mother's room and steps in, coughing as she does.
Her mother wakes up, bleary eyed and hung over but when she sees her "little angel" she forces herself up.
"Caterina, are you okay?" She asks, oblivious to the fact that no one calls her Caterina anymore – she's Cat now.
"No, mommy, I have a sore head," she says softly, not wanting to hurt her mother's head any more than it was already. Cat's mom beckons her over, and rubs her back comfortingly.
"It's okay, baby," she says. Cat sees her mother again then, not some drunken silly woman in her house. Back when daddy was home, that mommy. "You'll be fine, I promise." Cat nods, nuzzling into the pillow of her mom's bed. Cat sighs contentedly, and tries to sleep a bit more. All she ever wanted was for her mother to wrap her arms round her, to love her. To know that she misses daddy too. She feels like things are finally getting back on track.
You're untouchable, like a distant diamond sky. I'm reaching out and I just can't tell you why. I'm caught up in you; I'm caught up in you.
Jade wakes up and she's in someone's arms. She rubs her sore eyes and blinks slowly, taking everything in. She scratches her head and tries to see the face of the person who is carrying her. She soon realizes it's someone she doesn't really know, and that they're also carrying a case with them. She strains her neck to see behind her and sees her mother, leaning on the doorway and screaming. She tries to struggle but it's no good.
"Mommy, wait!" She screams, reaching out. Her mother is nothing to her, usually, but the thought of being taken away from the only thing she's got – beside her dad – horrifies her. She sees her mother running up the garden path, reaching out for her lost little girl. She finally catches up as the stern person pushes her away. Jade struggles and the person drops her, much to her dismay. Jade scrambles to her feet, running to her mother.
"Mommy, mommy, don't let them take me away, mommy I love you."
"I love you too, little star. I'm sorry, but go on, go with the nice lady." Jade notices that even though she sounds serious, there's no sincerity in her voice.
"Mommy…" Jade trails, getting picked up again. Jade's mother kisses her lightly on the cheek and then ruffles her hair, whispering in her ear,
"Don't worry, my star, I'll get you back. Be a good little girl." Jade has never seen her mother like this. It scares her, seeing her own mother wanting her for once. It makes the whole thing a little more bittersweet. Jade sits in the back of the old SUV, waiting to hear what the people in the front are saying.
"Excuse me, man with the mustache," Jade says. "Where am I going? Are you taking me to daddy?"
The officers exchange looks, confused. "No, sweetheart," says the female. "We're taking you to a lovely new home. It even has kittens," Jade bites her lip, but doesn't tell the nice lady that, in fact, she's allergic to kittens. Jade stares out of the window; noticing only now that it's dark still, and that the time couldn't be decent. She finds herself wondering why, about lots of things. She finds her voice soon enough.
"Why am I not going to daddy? I want my daddy."
"You can see daddy sometime next week, darling," they reply. Jade sighs. "That's a lot of sighing for a little girl," one of the officers remarks.
"That's a lot of comments from someone who tells me so little," Jade retorts, quietly. She doesn't really blame them, she's just incredibly angry with everyone and wants closure. She soon falls asleep on the comfy chairs, dreaming all her worries once again. She feels once of the officers put a blanket on her and stoke her hair back. She feels content, with only a small pit of worry in her stomach.
Your little eyelids flutter 'cause you're dreaming, so I tuck you in, turn on your favourite night light.
Cat wakes up and it's light again. Her voice is gone and her head feels like it's going to explode. She holds it and walks slowly, wanting a drink. She soon finds out that her mother isn't there. She can't sleep anymore and she doesn't know why. The room seems to be spinning.
Cat decides she should go outside for a bit, and she slips on some sandals hastily and shoves a sunhat on. It was awfully sunny. Cat dizzily walks out, trying to find someone to help her. She's becoming desperate. Suddenly she feels so woozy, like she can't stand. So she gives up and gives in, falling to the hard, hot concrete with a noisy thud, her little pigtails flying everywhere. Her eyes flicker and she tries to struggle but she can't move; she's stuck. She stops struggling. Things start to turn black, spotted at first but then completely invisible. In the back of her mind, it occurs to her that she wouldn't really mind too much if she didn't wake up. She thinks it's not such a terrible though. She keeps thinking like that until the heat from the sun, beating down on her, finally wins the battle. Cat lies her head down in defeat, and closes her brown eyes.
She sighs sadly, and lets her eyes roll inside her head. She can do no more but wonder if her short life is over. And hope to god that if it isn't, that it's better than it was.
A/N:
Sorry for my bad updating. I've had nothing to do as I can't (or won't) do much cause I have a sore throat but all is good, I have medicine for it as I went to the doctor. :p Thanks for reading!