Prompt : Panic
Pairing: Alice-:-Esme
Once he left, she became catatonic. Maybe even psychotic. She stared for hours and hours into space, focusing on nothing, never changing her position. If I didn't force her to eat, sleep, or even wash herself, she wouldn't do it. She had no energy left and I'd taken over the responsibility of a parent.
"Mom…You coming?" I asked silently. She just shook her head and squeezed the pillow in her lap tighter.
Days went by and nothing changed. After a month it felt like I was living with a ghost.
I quietly opened the door to her bedroom. Her eyes flashed to my form immediately; the look of hope in her eyes quickly faded as she saw me coming in. I closed the door without speaking.
There was no hope.
There was nothing.