Come Waste Away With Me

*Eight years ago
I ran through the house trying to find my mom. I just returned from my friend’s house and I was excited to tell my mom everything that I had done that day. I wanted to tell her about how we made the biggest fort ever. A constant giggle came out of my mouth. I wish Aussie was here so I could tell him but he was at work. My dad was also working and the house was silent. I bounded up the steps. “Mommy, where are you?”
I opened the door to my parent’s room seeing my mom lying on the bed. “Mommy?”
“Hi, honey.” She coughed.
“What’s wrong mom?” I rushed over to the bed suddenly feeling scared. “Can you do me a favor and call 9-1-1?” She coughed again. “I’m sure I’m fine, my chest hurts and it’s hard to breath.”
“Mom?” I froze unsure what to do. 9-1-1 was for emergencies; I picked up the house phone and dialed the three digit number.
“I love you honey, now call.” Her voice was hoarse.
“I love you mommy.”
“9-1-1, what’s your emergency?” A lady answered the phone.
“It’s my mom. She says her chest hurts and it’s hard to breathe. Please help her.” I pleaded into the phone.
“I am sending an ambulance now.” She answered calmly.
“I need to call my brother.” I said to the lady.
“Stay on the phone with me.”
“I’ll use my mom’s cell it’s important.” I put the house phone on speaker. I took my mom cell and found Austin’s work number.
“Hello? How may I help you?” A man answered.
“Can I speak to Austin please it is important. I’m his sister.” He murmured something that I didn’t understand.
“Ariana, why are you calling? Is everything alright?” I heard the sirens coming I raced down the stairs to open the door for the people who will help my mom.
“Something’s wrong with mom. She made me call 9-1-1.” I frantically said into the phone. “Aussie, I’m scared.”
“Everything will be ok. I will meet you at the hospital go with mom. Okay?” He told me with an uneven voice.
“Okay.” I hung up just as the people who will help ran up the stairs.
**
Something went horribly wrong. My mom wasn’t okay. My dad said I wouldn’t be able to see her anymore. He said she wasn’t in pain anymore and she will always be with me but I just won’t be able to see her. She is in heaven now. I know all too well that she passed away. I wanted to cry but I just couldn’t find the tears. I no longer had a mother.
She was healthy; she was my mom she’s not supposed to get sick. She is supposed to watch me grow up. I heard something slam into the wall making me jump off my bed. I walked to my brother’s door and slowly pushed it open. I watched him throw multiple things at the wall. He was screaming and shouting things I could not repeat. He punched the wall twice before I spoke up. “Aussie, stop,” I felt tears leak down my cheeks.
His body became less tense as he looked at me in the doorway. “Aribear…” He whispered motioning me to come into the room. I ran over to him and hugged him tightly letting the tears out.
*Austin’s POV*
My mom was gone. I could’ve been with her but my fucking work didn’t let me answer my damn phone. I wish I had answered; I don’t care if I lost my job because of it. My mom was more important than this fucking job. When Ariana called I knew something was wrong. Mom always told her not to call unless for an extreme emergency. When my boss handed me the phone; I heard my younger sister’s scared voice speak through. I instantly knew something wasn’t okay.
“Something’s wrong with mom. She made me call 9-1-1. Aussie I’m scared.” The words ‘something’s wrong with mom’ played through my head over and over. My whole world stopped. Someone from my work had to drive me because I was in no shape to drive. The next thing I remembered was seeing my mom being brought into the hospital with Ariana standing outside just watching wide-eyed. I jumped out of the car before it was even fully stopped. I rushed over to my sister and picked her up in my arms before running into the hospital.
At her next words my own heart felt like it shattered. “The machine in the ambulance was beeping slowly but then it just went on a nonstop beep. The doctors seemed scared. Aussie what is going on?” But I couldn’t find the strength to answer her. My sister had witnessed my mother die and she didn’t even know.
I was pacing the floor in my room; we got the horrible news about an hour ago. My dad wasn’t back home yet. It was just Ari and I in the eerily quiet home. I wasn’t thinking straight and before I knew it I picked up a picture of me and my mom and chucked it at the wall. I watched as the glass shatter and fall to the floor. I screamed as I pushed all my belongings off my dresser letting it all crash to the floor. After I made a complete mess out of my room, I punched my wall creating a hole. I pulled back to punch the wall again but a small voice made me stop.
“Aussie, stop,” I turned to look at my ten year old sister standing in my doorway. My face immediately softened as I saw fresh tears streaming down her cheeks. This is the first time I saw her cry today. It must have finally settled in or I scared her. I didn’t realize what I had done until now. Did she see me freak out?
“Aribear…” I motioned for her to come over. She ran to me not even hesitating to wrap her small arms around my waist. She cried onto my chest. It was then I realized that I needed to be there for her. She couldn’t lose me too.

Notes

oh goodness i cried writing this...
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