Athena
Bright white light attacks my line of sight so quickly that I have to blink a couple of times to adjust to it. I look around the white walls.
Where am I?
My arm is hooked onto a machine by my side.
Why is nobody with me?
Where is everyone?
What happened?
I'm in the hospital.
Suddenly a revelation hits me as I remember what happened some time ago.
"MAMA!" I scream painfully.
She can hear me.
She can't be gone.
My Mama is strong. She's a fighter.
She wouldn't leave her only child to fend for herself. She wouldn't.
She can't.
"MAMA!" I yell again as no one has come in to see me.
The door opens and Papa rushes in with a frown on his face, his eyes are red and puffy like he's been crying.
"Ssh Athena. Calm down honey. Everything is ok!" He tries to comfort me.
He's lying.
Nothing is ok.
"Where is she?" I ask him begging him for reassurance.
It can't be true. It can't.
"Where is who darling?" He chokes out knowing full well who I am asking about.
"Mama?" I whisper softly afraid to say it too loud.
Papa looks down at his trembling fingers in an agonising pain. It seems as though he's lost words to give me a reply.
"She's gone!" He says after a long tense silence.
"Gone where? I want to see her. Bring Mama!" I cry out like a child.
I know this feeling that resides deeply in my chest is true.
Mama is gone. But I don't want to believe it.
"She can't leave me!" I choke out as I thrash on the bed.
My fists hitting the mattress over and over again in pain.
"I'm sorry!" Papa tries to comfort me with apologies.
But I don't want apologies I want my Mama to come back.
To tell me it is a joke and that it is going to be okay.
Tears become a bottomless ocean for me to drown in. I'm drowning it feels as though someone has filled my system with water and it's not coming out. I scratch my neck the itchy feeling attacking my body.
The door opens and he enters. His green eyes filled with an indescribable emotion.
"Athena!" He nods his voice is void of emotion just like his soul.
"Get out!" I yell the tears make no move to stop.
"Athena I'm so sorry. Rosaline was truly a second mother to me!" Romero comes closer and touches my shoulder.
I flinch slightly. When my mother's name comes off of his lips the flip switches inside of me.
"Don't ever say my Mama's name again. Don't touch me." My voice is strong and full of hatred for this coward standing in front of me.
A coward that left me to fulfil his own lewd desires.
I can't believe Mama's claims of this idiot in front of me ever having a good bone in his body.
"I HATE YOU! IT IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" I poke my fingers in his chest angrily.
But he does nothing but give me an empathy filled expression.
"DON'T PITY ME!" I argue with him.
"What am I going to do? Without her. Without Mama." My mind trails into thinking about a life with Mama and I can't imagine it.
"I needed her. She was meant to be here with me. Why did she leave me?" My eyes blurring and make no move to show me clarity as every single tears cascades into nothingness just like my feelings which are slowly being swallowed into a black pit hole.
"Athena!" A familiar voice breaks me from the emptiness that envelopes me.
I look up and see Alyssa with tear stained cheeks.
"She's gone!" I say with a defeated expression.
Papa and Romero leave and Alyssa who is joined with Kyle come in.
"Kyle!" I choke out and he is by my side in an instant.
His hand grasps mine as he whispers, "I'm sorry!"
Both of them. Mumbling apologies like it is their fault that my Mama is gone.
Is this what I'm going to be hearing from now on?
A never ending loop of apologies from strangers that had nothing to do with her death.
Death. A word that is sticking now.
Mama has died. Death struck her soul and welcomed her into darkness.
I just hope up there she is safe and happy.
"Baby!" Kyle's voice brings me back to the present.
Brings me back to the bright white light.
Brings me back to the hospital room.
My lips touch his softly and I feel nothing.
Nothing but emptiness. No warmth, no sparks nothing.
Sensing that I want to be alone with Kyle, Alyssa gives me one last longing look before leaving.
"I don't like seeing you like this!" Kyle whispers while wiping my cheeks.
Hilarious. How am I meant to act?
Am I meant to smile from happiness that my Mama has died? But I don't voice all of this out loud.
"Kiss me!" I urge him.
Wanting to forget everything and lose myself in him.
"Let's finish what I started!" I wink suggestively.
Kyle's lips meet mine softly and I lose all means of hope. Hope that Kyle and I could have a future.
He was meant to respect me.
He was meant to control his sexual desires and comfort me.
But guess all guys think with their dicks right?
I provoked him but a little self-control wouldn't hurt.
Mama was right. Kyle is not the one for me.
But I can't break up with him not today. I don't have the energy or the right mind-set to do so.
Once his tongue delves deeper I push away.
"I can't! Please leave!" My hands cover my face and I'm left alone.
Is this how Mama's going to feel when we bury her?
There's nothing but a broken shell left inside a hospital room.
Finite fragments of every word my Mama ever said to me running through my head.
I want her to hug me. Kiss me forehead. Tell me it is going to be okay.
How am I going to survive without her?
"Mama!" My lips scream.
The pain and grief hitting me as I curl myself up into a ball and sob the pain away.
My sobs are deafening as I hug myself.
Wishing it was her arms that were touching mine.
"COME BACK!"
A/N:
She has woken up.
How do you feel about Romero and Kyle?
What about Alyssa?
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