MONDAYS ARE FOR MADELYN

CHAPTER 2

I have never really felt fear of death in my life, the thought has always left me with a strange peace in my mind. Instead I taught myself to always look on the bright side of every morning, to stare up at the sun and know that another day had begun successfully. This feeling that's suffocating me was something I never thought I would feel, time felt like it was mocking around with me when I pushed myself through everyone at the hospital. There were people screaming and others crying at every inch on the room, my eyes caught sight of a few doctors and nurses running around covered in blood. What ever happened here was a tragedy that no-one ever thought would happen in this quiet place. My body forced itself through every one untill I found myself at the front desk only to find no-one there, it felt like my voice couldn't find a way to get through my throat as I looked around the place. I pushed my way through towards the emergency rooms only to have someone pull me back, I was ready to give the person a slap of a lifetime when pain shot through my body. My body got picked up and moved out of the crowded room towards the doctors offices, I gripped the persons shirt tight as my body shivered with every pulse of pain. This wasn't the way it was supposed to end, we clearly had a promise that was made and how can she break it this way!

"It's going to be alright Buttercup, I'm here, you don't have to worry." he whispered into my hair, finding a way to open the door to the room.

The room temperature was warmer than outside, making my body give another shiver as it tried to get use to the change. I was placed on the bed as he made his way towards the medicine cabinet, I rubbed my eyes trying to get some hold on this pain and get back to what is important now. I felt a pinch in my arm that made me let out a yelp as I looked at the needle that was being pulled out, I looked up at the man as he took hold of my chin. My eyes started to get back into focus when I could finally see a pair of bright grey eyes staring into mine, even through they held a lot of sadness and heartbreak in them, they still seemed to shine.

"Raymond..." I began but all that seemed to get through my mouth was air.

"I'm really sorry Madelyn, one on the nurses that was on duty didn't look after the children and Simon got this idea in his head to play hide and seek. When your mother came back we already looked through the hospital and couldn't find them, that was when your mother saw Simon crossing the street. She ran to save them and..." I rubbed his hands over his face, he bit his lip as he tried to control his emotions.

It was the opposite for me, my body started shaking as my eyes burned. I pulled his arms away, holding them tightly in my hands as I shook my head with tears already making their paths down my face.

"It happened in a blink of an eye, the driver didn't pull out in time and hit your mother and Simon. He also ran through the front garden where most of the children were hiding...there was no way we could save her Madelyn..."

That was when my voice came through, a heartbreaking scream filled the room as my mind caught up to what happened. He held me close whispering words as he rocked to the side, kissing my head a few times and ignoring anyone that knocked on his door until a nurse came in asking for his help. As he left he requested a warm cup of coffee to be send to me, giving me a small smile before closing the door. I climbed off the bed and headed to his table, taking the photo that he kept there, 'a reminder' he told me once when I inquired about it. It was a photo of him, me and my mother on the first day that we met, I was a carbon copy image of my mother until I started growing freckles and my eyes started changing from pure blue to this mixture but still we looked so much alike. Raymond on the other hand was your average gorgeous man, he was tall and if I should guess around six feet. He has an olive coloured skin and dark blond hair, even through the worked kept him busy he still found time for his excercise and me and mother.

I couldn't help but smile when I remembered when they first met, we just moved here and I was waiting for the new doctor to come and look at me. My mother held my hand as she looked through the magazines, squeezing my small hand when I started fidgeting. That was when this giant of a man walked in looking all scruffy and out-of-place, I would never have pictured him as a doctor with a shadow of a beard and dark eyes. His blond hair almost covered his eyes, even through he looked strange he didn't seem intimidating. Next to him stood a young boy that kept his eyes on me until I looked at him, he gave me a bright smile and introduced himself as Raymond. He grew up in his fathers footsteps and before I knew it he left for college and I staid behind, atleast he came back and it felt like everything changed when we saw eachother in that coffee shop. My mother couldn't help it and demanded another picture to be taked, I understood why because in that year before he came back she came close to loosing me.

Now here I am, looking at a picture of smiling faces that kept talking about a future.

How am I supposed to be happy now that she broke that stupid promise?!

My legs gave out and I fell to the floor, letting go of that wall that I kept up from the moment I received the news and just cried about everything. I didn't even realise that I have fallen asleep until I woke up in Raymonds room, it's his room that his parents kept the same way when he left for college. Still filled with trophy and pictures of all his awards, at least it's a lot cleaner than I remembered it being when I came here the last time. I pushed myself up just as the door opened, revealing a freshly showered Raymond with to cups of coffee in his hands and dressed only in sweatpants.

"You're finally awake, you had me worried there Buttercup." he smiled placing the cups on his bed stand, sitting down next to me.

"I'm sorry...it was just..." I tried to form words but it only came out in sobs.

"I understand, this isn't something that is easy to handle and like I said I'm here for you." I nodded, placing the back of his hand on my forehead.

"What's happening now?" I tried taking a deep breath, trying so hard to rain in my emotions.

"There's going to be a funeral held for everyone that has been lost, I wanted to find out if you would rather hold your mothers separately?" he spoke slowly, testing the waters as he handed me the cup.

"I want her to be buried next to my Grandfather, there is a small family gravesite near Mountforge and I'm sure Grandmother...O no....my Grandmother, I need to..." I moaned, feeling the warm cap leave my hands.

"I have already told your Grandmother, she is on her way here. She is very worried about you and kept talking about your father?" he lifted an eyebrow, his eyes looking through mine.

That was a subject I never spoke of and I always wondered if my mother has told him about my father, it seems like she never did. I let out a groan and fell back on the bed, feeling his warm and squeezing mine as I stared up at his ceiling that held posters of famous athletes.

"I don't even know if I want to tell him, I haven't spoken to him in almost thirteen years and how am I suppose to talk to him now? 'Hello, I don't know if you remember me but I am your daughter. I'm phoning you to tell you about your wife who is my mother, has died'. I don't see that conversation ging down well." I mumbled the last part, pinching the bridge of my nose with my other hand.

"Does he have any idea about what is going on?" he sipped his coffee, rubbing his thumb against my hands skin.

"About me, no. I told my mom that he lost the right to know what's going on after what he did, harsh I know and you don't know ho many times my mom and me fought about it. After a while life just seemed to go on and even through I don't see anything changing, I think it's better for him to think that we lived a happy life and not realising in how much pain I have been." I sat back up, taking my cup from him.

"So would you like me to phone him or should your Grandmother?" he smiled, sitting crossed leg in front of me.

"No, I think I should be the one to call him...I just don't know how to talk to him..." I frowned. feeling the tears warming my face again.

"It's alright Buttercup, we have time today. Maybe you can phone him when your grandmother has arrived?" he shrugged, taking another sip from his cup.

"Please no, if you think I'm bad you should see my Grandmother. I'm pretty sure that she still wants to kill him even through years have passed. No, I think you should give me my phone and let me give him a call. The faster I can get this over with the faster I can try to figure out how I'm going to live through this." I sobbed, watching him stand up and head towards his small study table that is filled with books.

I drank the rest of my coffee before taking the phone from him, staring at the black screen before going through the motions of finding the name that is saved but never used. My mom would always tell me that the number was working even through I never needed it and she was the one that insisted that I add his number on my list, I stared at the number for a while until Raymond took my hand in his. Giving me a smile he nodded for me and I pressed that wretched green button, holding the phone against my ear I listened to the ringing and waiting for it to be answered.

"Hello?" a small feminine voice answered.

I just stared at Raymond as my mouth dried up and hands started sweating, he moved closer and nudged me to continue but it felt like I couldn't do anything. He nodded his head before taking the phone from my hand, asking the small voice to speak to Mister Walker and waited patiently.

"Good Morning Mister Walker, my name is Raymond O'Dell and I am a friend of your daughter Madelyn... yes she is quite alright and is currently staying with me... no, that is not the case. The reason I am phoning you is to tell you that your Ex wife has passed away... there is no need for you to go through the trouble...yes we will let you know when the date and place is set... no she is not in the right state of mind to speak to you now... I can't answer that question due to being ill-informed on the circumstances, but I am sure when she has settled down she will make an effort in trying to phone you. Yes her Grandmother is already on her way here... like I said I will give yu the information of the funeral... no she is perfectly safe with me mister Walker, I grew up with her and know her better than anyone else... no I am not implying anything... I will tell her... yes I hope you'll enjoy the rest of your day... good-bye." He ended the call and handed me my phone, making his way to sit next to me and pull me into his side.

"And?" I enquired, looking up at him.

"He is a tad bit disappointed that it wasn't you who called him but it is something that he might need to get over, he will also tell your brother about what happened and they will be at the funeral. He also wanted to know about what you're going to do now?" he sighed, giving me a lop sided smile.

"That is the question isn't it?" I moaned, closing my eyes and moving closer to him.

"What ever you decide to do, just know that I will be here for you." he kissed my head, making sure that we were comfortable and before I knew it I was sleeping again.