Seventeen-year-old Rachel Adams had it all. Wealth, popularity, brains, beauty, the school's hottest boyfriend, everlasting friends and loving parents. Sadly, one tragic incident on the 1st September of 2017 turned her whole world upside down. The s...
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ELLIOT
The next morning after getting permission from Mrs Wilson, I visited mom at the hospital. When I entered her room, I found her sitting on the hospital bed with her back leaned against the wall. Dressed in a hospital gown, her face was the slightest of pale, but her bubbly cheeks were as cute as ever. Her silky, dark chocolate brown hair was pulled into a loose bun and her green eyes complimented the smile printed on her face when she met my gaze.
However, I knew something was wrong. I could see it on her expression when I sat down on the chair beside her bed and held her hand.
"Hey, how are you?" She asked, softly.
"I'm okay. And you?" I smiled.
Mom tried to smile. "I'm okay, but I have some bad news."
My smile faded as I couldn't bring myself to prepare for this bad news.
"I lost my job at the cafe," she said, gently.
For a long moment, her unbelievable words echoed in my ears as I sat in silence. It was when she placed her hand over mine, I blinked twice to snap out of my daze.
"I'm really sorry, dear. We don't have much money left and I really don't know what to do. I'm not allowed to leave the hospital for another two days and I don't know how I'm going to find another job in such a short time."
"Mom, hey, don't worry about it. I need you to rest and take a break from this hectic life of yours. I'll find a job and work instead of you," I assured, my heart aching.
"But Elliot, what about school?" She asked, worriedly.
"Don't worry, I'll just drop out," I replied as if the school I had worked so hard to get admission into had no meaning to me.
Nothing else had a meaning to me when it came to mom's safety and happiness.
"What? No!" she protested, rapidly jerking my hand off hers.
I frowned. "It's okay mom,-"
"No, it's not okay. Elliot, that school was your dream," she argued, sternly.
I sighed and took both of her hands in mine before giving them a light squeeze.
"You are my life mom. My whole world. Nothing matters more than your happiness and safety. Nothing. And I'm willing to give up everything for that," I confessed, gazing into her beautiful green eyes. The color I had always wanted. Instead, I got the same eye color as that monster.
