I know, I have been very slack... I am sorry but here is a chapter for all of you! I will be updating more often hopefully but anyway enjoy -Jealouslyisthegreeneyedmonster
SANTANA P.O.V
Three Months, three long excruciating months…been since I talked to her, saw her breathtaking smile, held her in my arms as we both drifted off to sleep every night and it hurts so much.
They say that grieving has 5 stages the first is bargaining which I did when faced with the prospect of losing both my daughter and my wife, then there is Denial which luckily enough I am past this stage, then there is the Anger and this the stage where I am stuck because I am so angry at the world for taking away Brittany and I am angry at Brittany for fighting hard enough and leaving Myca and me. I brought out of my internal monologue by the sound of my phone, I pull it out to see that my mum is trying to face time me.
"Hey mum" I say her face appears on my screen
"Hey Sweetie, do you have a minute?" She asks
"Yeah, I have just gone on my lunch break, is everything okay?" I ask worriedly
"I am worried about Myca, how is she at home?" Mum asks me
"Myca has shutdown, she rarely talks anymore and if she does it only because someone has spoken to her first. I try to be there for her but she won't let me in it is like I am causing her to feel this pain but there is this girl named Lexi at her rehab centre that she opening up to, she seems spend a lot time helping Myca with her prosthetic and that Myca really brightens up when Lexi is around, and I know it is sad but I am jealous of Lexi not in a way where I think she is stealing my daughter but in the sense that I wish it was me that Myca would open up to. She talks to Rachel on the phone a lot too but every time I ask either of them what they are talking about they tell me it is nothing, I feel like I am that one kid in the friendship group that doesn't know about the inside joke and usually that inside joke is about me. I have tried to get the answers from Q but she always says "When Myca is ready she will tell you, I am not going to violate the trust we have because you are a bit paranoid Santana." It is really starting to get on my nerves…. I just don't know what to do anymore Mum" I say to mum.
"Mija, Myca has lost a lot and if we don't try to snap her out of this depression it won't end well. Right now she isn't accepting what has happened to her, Myca is a smart girl but she needs all of us to show her we are here otherwise we could lose her forever" Mum says back to me
"I know but every time I try to get something out of her she pushes me away, I just wish we could move away or start somewhere where new were she could start to move on because if I find it hard being in that house, I am practically begging for longer shifts so I don't have to stay there for to long during the day, so I can't imagine how Myca is feeling being trapped in the house and only leaving to go to her Rehab." I say with a sigh into the phone
"Move back home then Mija" Mum says back
"Mum, I just can't pick up and leave Boston at the drop of a hat, I have my job and Myca has her rehab and school here. I can't move that far away" I say back automatically
"Mija, all your friends live here with your godchildren, your father, me and Brittany's parents still live here and there is openings at the hospital here. It is perfect, you and Myca get to be closer to family, and you get out of that house and come here to start a fresh" Mum says back
"Yeah, I guess but I would have to run pass Myca" I say in a last ditch attempt to avoid going home
"Who do you think gave me this idea? Myca is drowning in Boston, everyone can see it and this will be the best thing for you guys. So what do you say Mija" Mum says with her Lopez smirk on her face
"I should have known, I will see what I can do but right now I have to get back to being a doctor and no talking about this to Myca until I figure out what I am going to do. Bye Mum, I love you and I will talk to you soon" I say before ending the call, I quickly throw away my rubbish before heading back into the hospital and up to the rehab centre.
I walk into the elevator which luckily enough empty and press the button to fifth floor but before the doors can close an arm shoots through. I pull out my phone to check the time, it says it is 2:25pm that means I still have twenty minutes before my shifts ends for today.
"Dr Lopez right?" I hear someone ask
I look up to see a woman in about her mid-twenties who is dress in light grey scrubs with tells me she is a first year intern.
"Lopez- Pierce actually" I say after giving her the once over
"Sorry I didn't know, I just wanted to tell you that Brain tumour you removed this morning in surgery, that was like the best surgery I have seen since I started here" She says
"Thanks, it was a hard tumour to remove" I say with a brief nod
"I am Doctor Hardy First year resident, I just transferred from Seattle" She says before we shake hands
Finally the elevator opens up to the rehab floor, so I say a quick goodbye before I hop out of the elevator. I walk towards the gym which is at the end of floor, as I get to the door I spot Myca running on the treadmill with her prosthetic on and from here it looks like she isn't having a problem with it, which causes me to let out a small smile before I open the door. I walk in, just as Myca looks up from treadmill and when she sees me, she sends me a huge smile and a wave before turning off the treadmill. She hops off and wipes her face with a towel before she walks over to me.
"Hey, looking good on that treadmill Mija" I say when she finally reaches me
"Thanks mum, hey I was wondering if we could talk when you finish your shift?" she says trying to catch her breath
"Well luck for you, my shift just ended and I was coming to see if you were done for the day?" I say after she finally catches her breath
"Yeah, I will just have a quick shower to get rid of this sweat and I will be back" She says looking at me
"Well, I still have to change from my scrubs and leave some instructions for the nurses about some of my patients, so I will meet you back here in 45 minutes?" I say
"Yeah, that sounds like a plan Mum, so back here in 45 minutes?" She says with a smile
I nod before I turn on my heels and head for the elevator.
Myca's P.O.V
I watched as mum left the rehab centre, before I turned and headed to the showers. I take a long shower before I hop out and change into my jeans, hoodie and put on my shoes. I grab my backpack and walk out, waving goodbye to everyone as I leave. When I hit the Elevator, I spot mum waiting for me just beside the doors.
"What did you need to talk about Mija?" Mum asks me when I reach her
"I want to move to Lima, I am not coping here... I don't have friends, I can't go to school… I am stuck in the house all day and it is driving me crazy" I whisper out
"Well, I was thinking the exact same thing… We both need a fresh start" Mum says before pulling me into a tight hug
"Thanks mum" I whisper into the hug.
"Always, but there is a condition to this" She says finally pulling away
"What is it?" I ask my voice wavering with worry
"You need to be more open with me, you are shutting down and pushing me away, I can't lose you too sweetie and your Ma wouldn't want you to be torturing yourself over something, you had no control over" She says as we start our walk towards her car.
"I can't help it, if I hadn't be in such a rush to get home like I was, we could have left a few minutes later and she would still be here." I say quietly
"Myca, look at me, this isn't your fault, the driver who crashed into the car fault that is who you should be putting the blame on not yourself" Mum says to me after pulling me to a stop.
I just walk the final few metres to the car before hopping the front seat and staring out the window.
"This is what I am talking about Myca, you can't keep shutting me out. I can't lose you" mum whispers before starting the car.
I don't answer, I just enter my own thoughts until we pull up at home… I quickly hop out before walking to the front and unlocking it…
"Myca please, you can't keep everything bottled up… It will kill you" Mum says as I reach the bottom of the stairs
"Shut up, stop trying to change me into you" I snap back at her.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Mum asks me trying not to let her anger come through
"You took down all of her pictures, you barely look at me anymore and I know you are asking for extra hours at the hospital… It is like you don't want her or me to exist, so my bad if I cope with the death of my mother differently to how you do, but stop trying to force me to get over in a heartbeat" I say before I ran upstairs and slam my bedroom behind me.