Chapter Two

I bumped into someone in my hurry to see Mom only to come face to face with Dr. Ashley, the doctor in charge of mom.

"Oh Phoenix, good to see you." Dr.Ashley beamed at me.

"I take you are here to see your mom" she said with a big smile on her face. I smiled back at her. That smile of hers was the only good thing I have seen in this fucked up morning of mine.

She was the only one that was still with my mother and I after everything that had happened. She was my mother's closest friend and I can say that she have shown what a good friend she really was.

" Yes Aunt Ashley. I just thought I would drop by and give her breakfast" I replied gingerly.

"Sure dear, just make sure no nurses see you with the food. The hospital also has its own rules you know" she whispered conspiratorially.

I smiled, forgetting how long it had been since I last smiled. Oh, it was this morning.

"How is mom doing" I asked even though I already knew the answer.

" Still the same dear. We are trying our best though. I will notify you as soon as anything changes. Why don't you go in and see her" She replied with what I think is pity in her eyes.

I walked into the room to see my mom lying on the bed unmoving. Her honey brown hair that usually looked slick, shiny and lush, now lay frizzy, falling down her pillow in waves. Her skin that used to look porcelain like new China, now looked pale, lacking colour and vigor. Mom looked like she had lost a lot of weight as she lay pale, weak and lifeless. Many wires were attached to her wrist, chest, arms and she was on a ventilator. From a little distance, you could hear the distinct beep of the heart monitor, the only constant reminder she was alive.

I looked at the IV drops connected to her left hand, eyeing them vengefully. If only a miracle would happen. The situation has been like this for two years. Two years since Dad left us, two years since mom entered the coma and two years since I come here every morning bringing breakfast hoping against hope that mom would wake up and have my food. I had tried every medium to get her to wake up but there was nothing the doctors could do. Dr. Ashley thought I was lucky Mom went into a coma as most wolves who lost their mates either to death, abandonment or rejection would quite literally loose their mind. I told myself that scenario would have been worse as it would have been more painful for me to see my Mom mentally insane.

I dropped the food on the side locker by the head of Mom's bed. I never know what is done with it and I don't care to know. What is food to my Mom's health. I sat by her right and took her hand, whilst still trying to fight back tears. I loose the battle against myself and let the tears fall, dissolving into a fit of tears. I let all my emotions, anger at what was going on, sadness and pain at what was lost, sorrow and longing at what could not be, flow out of me through my tears. I was close to my Dad and his leaving not only affected my Mom but also me. I battled with eating disorders and insomnia for a year and half before Caleb found out and helped me.

" Mom, its been two years you have been like this. Won't you wake up for me. Do you think if Dad should come back he would want to walk in here and see you like this. Please wake up mom. See I brought you breakfast" I cry, my heart sinking with despair and sadness. It hurts to see my Mom like this, half dead, half alive. I didn't even know if she could hear me.

I kept holding her hand and crying till I forced myself to let go. I had to go to work. I wiped my face clean of my tears and looked at mom with renewed conviction. If not for her, I wouldn't care less about working but I had to work to pay her hospital bills and take care of the house. That's the only thing that reminds me of all my childhood memories.

I quickly combed and braided my mom's hair, kissed my mom on her cheek, bidding her goodbye, or at least till tomorrow morning when I would see her again. I leave quickly knowing if I stayed a little longer, my resolve would break and I would collapse into another fit of tears. I passed Dr. Ashley on the way and begged her with my eyes to take care of mom. With a nod and a smile from her, I walk into the cold arms of the morning, off to work. I walk briskly to the restaurant I work at, suddenly feeling so drained and so exhausted. What I wouldn't give to go back and snuggle in my bed. I knew if I gave Caleb a call, he would let me take the day off but I knew if I went home, my thoughts would consumed me so with renewed conviction and dread, I headed of to work