Chapter 28
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My heartbeat had tripled. I hurriedly ran to meet them. Jared started calling out names to meet them and helped them out.
My mom was covered in blood. Fresh red liquid spattered around her uniform and in her forehead.
"What happened?" I asked, trying hard not to falter.
"The hospital where your mom is working has been attacked. They specifically targeted your mom." Hannah said.
I went to grab my mother's bloody hands. "Mom? Mom! Its me! It's me! Wake up! I'm here!"
"Get Shade!" Jared yelled behind me. "Hurry!"
Hannah removed everything on top of the table and rested my mom's limp and bleeding body on top. I didn't know what to do. I just followed her and stared at my mom's bloody body, keeping myself from freaking out. There's too much blood.
"Mom, you're gonna be fine! You're gonna be fine!"
I don't know if it was for her or for me. But I think it was of mine than it was hers. I pressed her palms gently and whispered to her that she'll be fine. Her chest heaves faintly, her breathing doesn't look steady and the temporary bandage that Hannah placed around her body are now soaked in blood.
Jared came back with the man they called Shade. He's a tall caucasian man with platinum blond hair. He's wearing a doctor's coat. Several others followed the two of them carrying a stretcher. They took my mom from the table and carefully placed her on the stretcher.
"Get going! Hurry!"
"Jared, this one looks pretty bad." Shadd gave us a glum look.
"Just do everything that you can," Hannah said.
Shade nodded and hastily ran towards a room. I hurried to follow him but Jared stopped me before I can enter the door.
"You can't get in Pete," he said sullenly. "Let's just hope your mom survives."
"I can't just rely on a f*****g hope, Jared! It's my mom we're talking about here!"
He didn't budge. I noticed the nasty s***h on his forehead. A wound that is slowly healing. "I know. What I'm saying is that you need to prepare yourself for anything that could happen." Then he left me outside the door.
I waited for like eternity outside the door. I couldn't calm down. I couldn't think straight. I wanted to scream and yell and punch someone. I wanted an outlet. My heart constricted inside me. I no longer understand everything that is happening. It feels like forever. An unending trail of misfortune. And I'm running towards all the bad things life has to offer. I sat down on the bench beside the door, eyes staring blankly at the wall in front of me.
I noticed a shadow coming closer. I turned around and saw Hannah.
"Hey," she said. "She had changed into something more comfortable. A dark brown tank top and black pants. She had bruises all over her face and arms but she looked fine. Halfbloods eventually looks fine after getting bombarded with slashes. I hope my mom has it too. Then healing her wouldn't be much of a problem.
"She'll be fine," she told me.
"How are you sure of that?" I didn't realize that my voice had actually rose higher than I wanted to. Hannah's calmness today bugged me even more. I don't know but I actually preferred her bossy and sarcastic side. At this point I needed someone to banter with. Just so I could have room to breathe and let myself loose for a few minutes.
"I'm not sure Peter," she spoke slowly. "I don't even know what to tell you. I'm terrible at comforting people." She heaved another deep breath after that. "But seeing you mom for a few weeks, I knew she was a strong woman. She'll survive."
I rested my head on the wall behind me. Hannah sat beside me and squeezed my hand. "I know I was too hard on you and I'm sorry. I think I was just too occupied of getting more halfbloods here and not minding if taking them in would hurt their feelings or whatever. But I also did it to keep them safe."
I didn't know what to make of this information. I just want to let it go and breathe. For a few moments, Hannah and I remained silent. None of us chose to break the stillness that lingered between us. But she kept her hand on top of mine and somehow it made me feel better. I don't know what's going to happen next. But I will allow myself to cling to the tiniest bit of hope that my mom will make it. Because I don't know what I'd do if she'll die. I don't what would happen to me.
"Thanks," I whispered without looking back at her.
"For what?"
"For getting my mom," I said. "You didn't have to do it but you did anyway. Thank you."
She stayed silent for a minute before talking again. "It's nothing. I know how much you love your mom. I just couldn't let you lose a person you value so much." Her words carried so much weight, so much emotion if felt like it was falling right on top of me. I can feel it my bones. "I too lost people that I love because of who I am. Most of us here are all orphans. Jared, Elle, Blue basically everyone. Our parents were murdered others were left for reason we don't know. Mine was gone too. And as much as possible I don't want anyone to lose more people that they love. No one deserves it."
I turned to her. It was as if Hannah had shed her shell and is now showing the softness that dwelt within. It was surreal, seeing her opening up to me. And it made me smile, despite the fear and panic inside my chest.
The door suddenly opened and Shade walked out of the room. The look on his face didn't gave me good feelings. His frown grow deeper.
"How my mom?" I asked, killing the negativities in my head.
"Peter," he said and switched stared from Hannah to me and back to Hannah.
"I'm very sorry. But your mom didn't make it."
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