Chapter 7

                                    

                                          
P:S: This chapter is dedicated to inamann I hope you've been good. Enjoy.


Sophia's POV.
I was taking my lunch break when I got a call from Brian “Hello,” I called out after picking up my phone and taking a bite from my sandwich.
“It's mom, we are taking her to Sunnyside hospital.” Brian responded immediately, sounding scared.
“What happened?” I requested packing up my unfinished lunch into my bag and standing up immediately.
“I don't know, can you please meet us there?” Brian responded by hanging up the phone and possibly scared for mom's life.
I went into the staff room to change my outfit, and I made my way into the manager's office. I don't have a good relationship with Mr Niles, he's been disturbing me for a date but I keep telling him No and he's scary to look at and he also smells like undried laundry which I find disgusting.
I knocked on his door and waited for a response from him, “Come in,” I heard him call from inside.
I opened the door after taking a huge breath and stepped inside the cramped up small room with a table and three chairs in the middle of it, a shelf by the side and the windows blind had been pulled down. Seated in the room is Mr Niles who has a smile on his face immediately he sees me, I looked at the closed window not wanting to make eye contact with him.
“Good afternoon, Mr Niles. Please I will be leaving early, I have a family emergency.” I told him immediately not wanting to spend any more time in the room.
“You are looking beautiful today Sophia, you can go.” He responded immediately. I looked at him in shock, that was too easy.
“Thank you sir,” I said in disbelief, getting out of the room immediately before he changes his mind. I guess he's in a good mood today or he's over his crush on me.
I made my way to the hospital immediately, Sunnyside Hospital is on the other side of town which took me almost an hour to get there. I parked my car and ran into the hospital, after giving my name to the receptionist I made my way to the room I was told my mom was placed in.
I entered the room to see my mom hooked to a dialysis machine amongst other machines she's hooked to, Brian is seated on one of the plastic chairs placed beside the bed while my mom looks to be sleeping. How did it get to this?
“Sophia, you are here.” Brian calls me out of my thoughts. I walked towards him, placed my hands on his shoulders and rubbed on it for a while secretly telling him I'm here now.
“What happened and what is the doctor saying?” I asked him after pulling the other chair closer to mom's other side and taking her hands in mine. I wanted to cry but I knew I had to be strong for my siblings and kids.
“We were watching a movie in the sitting room, then she started coughing. I rushed to the kitchen to get her water and when I got back she was coughing out blood non stop, so I called for an ambulance.” He narrated cleaning the tears that escaped from his eyes with his palm roughly.
I looked at him sadly, he thinks it's somehow his fault that she's here “ You know it's not your fault right buddy, mom has been diagnosed for two years now and she would need medical attention soon no matter how dedicated to her drugs we all are.” I told him carefully. We opted for the drugs upon her diagnosis because we couldn't afford the full treatment package, I know it's not responsible but we are operating on a tight budget.