Chapter Twelve

One month, that's how long my parents have been in a coma, several doctors saw them, they analyze their condition every day and do everything. Take Mia to meet them, if I know she is small and that she probably does not remember any of this but I made her understand all this month that she has grandparents, I put a picture of them in the living room so I can see them and ask them to wake up soon.

Alanna was going to the psychologist so that according to her she can face the moment they leave but I think that no psychologist is capable of preparing you for such a painful loss, life prepares you for it.

The good thing that happened was that they increased my salary and with that I was able to buy new things for the house, I am saving what I can to be able to move together with Mia to a better house, with a patio to be able to have a puppy or a cat, or perhaps surely have both.

The days pass and pass, each one is more torture than the last, they are days full of intrigue and anxiety. I despair not having news, that they cannot do anything to wake them up. But what makes me desperate the most is seeing All nervous, several times she forgets the way to work or gets angry when a teacher is two minutes late, she is also anxious and restless, only it hurts to see her like that because she was always a quiet girl, relaxed. You were never going to look bad or cry when she scraped her knee.

And I don't know what to do to make her feel more calm, luckily Mia doesn't understand anything about what is happening, she only dedicates herself to pooping and eating. I want to be like her.

Once I have dinner ready, I sit at the table and wait for All, I made lasagna, her favorite dish. I see her come in and leave her things on the sofa, she was bringing many books.

-Wow, do you have an exam tomorrow?

-Something like that, let's say I fall behind with several jobs and well, if I don't turn them in, I won't pass the year. It was only when she took a seat that she noticed that she was disheveled and her lipstick was spread all over her face.

-Is it Halloween and you decided to dress up as the joker Alanna Harper?

-What?

She looks at me confused and when she sees that she understood what she meant she ran to the bathroom, about five minutes passed, she returned, took a seat at the table and now she was combed, and without any trace of lipstick.

-Who was it that ran your lipstick? If I may know.

-No one-clears throat-I would have come when I had a smoothie at the mall.

-Aha-I look at her analyzing her behavior-and "that shake" made only your lipstick run? -I ask that and she choked on the portion of lasagna she had in her mouth, I couldn't hold it and I started to laugh like a seal that he was also choking on something. We both calmed down and Alanna downed all the juice in her glass.

-Well? Are you going to tell me?

-Well, I'm dating my law teacher -well now the one who had drowned was me.

-What ?!, Are you dating Robbins old paunch? Alanna is a fifty-two-year-old man, I didn't know you wanted a suggar daddy, didn't he have a wife?

-Hey, relax, it's not Professor Robbins, but Professor Robbins' understudy ...

-And how old is that substitute?

"He's thirty-nine, and his name is Alex." When she said his name, his eyes lit up.

-Oh it can't be.

-What?

-You are in love all

-No, of course not, we just lay down and now-I stare at her between closing her eyes but I already know she's lying-stop looking at me like that, you scare me.

-Well, I'll just tell you one thing, if they decide to go seriously, don't even think about hurting you, ok?

-Oh yes yes, whatever you say.

We finish dinner, I wash the dishes and each one goes to her room. Mia slept like an angel luckily.

I put on my pajamas and go to bed, my eyes close immediately, today it will not be so difficult to fall asleep.

* Time 4:50 a. m. *

-NOOOOOOO, NOOOOOO !!

-I woke up scared to hear those screams-Mia was crying and she still heard those screams, it was Alanna. I quickly get out of bed, take Mia to reassure her and go to Alanna's room, slowly open the door and find her lying on the floor.

-Alanna, what's wrong? What are you doing on the floor and what were those screams?

-Mom and dad Emma ... they ... they died, the doctors disconnected them ...

I felt my chest tighten, that my breath stopped, that the ground under my feet opened up and swallowed me, I saw all the moments pass with my parents in front of me as if I were seeing everything from the outside. But what came to my mind was my mother, stroking my hair and telling me how much she loves me, or of her how she was happy when she made pictures and hung them on the refrigerator. Or my father when he killed the boyfriends he brought home with his eyes, the talks, all that will never come back ... I will never hug my parents again.

I managed to calm Mia down and leave her in her crib to go back to Alanna. She was still on the floor with her gaze fixed on her cell phone, her tears fell non-stop down her face, I could not cry, no tears came out, I approach Alanna to hug her but she stops me.

-No Emma please, I want to be alone ...

-No Alanna, we should not be alone, come-I open my arms to let me comfort her, she thinks about it for a while and ends up agreeing

-They left Emma-she begins to cry again-already ... they are gone, they didn't have to leave Emma, ​​they couldn't leave-her crying was getting louder, as if her heart was detaching from every vein in her body-¿¿ What will I do now? I don't think I'll ever be able to enter that house and see her things, Daddy's newspaper on the table or Mom's books on her nightstand, I don't know if she can enter our house, not without them-she she kept crying and I just caressed her hair. We stayed like this for a long time, neither of us said anything, I just kept remembering every moment, every laugh, every comfort, every advice from my mother, everything, all those moments came to my mind one after another. I don't understand why the tears didn't come out, why she wasn't lying on the ground crying.

All from crying so much she fell asleep so I tucked her in and left her room, Mia was sleeping. I see seven thirty a.m., Alanna I don't think I'll go to work but I will, I can't be absent or they'll fire me, I take a shower and put on some blue jeans along with a Ramones T-shirt, my jacket and go out.

Once inside the car I stare straight ahead for a few seconds, wondering if I should really go, Alanna needs me but at the same time I can't allow myself to be fired, I must keep saving for a better life and home. I turn on the radio and a song plays whose melody made my heart shrink inside my chest, many say that there are more painful losses but they must be very wrong. This without a doubt is a more than painful loss, I would say that it is rather torture. Every hour, every minute and every second passes slower, I feel that everything and everyone is going in slow motion, or that I am in slow motion and the others are going very fast. I honestly don't lose it for sure.

Once I have my uniform on, I serve each client with a forced smile, today was a busy day, many people lined up outside waiting for tables to be vacated so they could eat something, my boss luckily did not appear all day, no, I don't hate him, it's just that when there are days like this he gets upset and talks to us as if we were working badly.

We were about to close, there were only about five or six people left. When I was putting together the posters outside, Thomas called me;

-Emma come please, there is another client.

-What? We're about to close, it can't.

-The boss says that we take care of him the same, he is a very important client-rolls his eyes-please Emma-begs me pouting

-Okay good but stop putting on that face, you do not give tenderness, rather you look like a seal.

-Bitch-shows me her middle finger and leaves, great, surely it must be an old man who is going to be an hour to decide what he will eat, he will take two bites of his plate and leave. I enter ready to attend to the old man but when I see the man at the counter I realize that he was not an old man, his back was wider than that of an old man and he had a very good ass. Well, sorry, sorry, it was impossible not to see, I stand behind the counter and receive it the same as any client;

"Good evening, welcome to Lieu D'Amour, table for one or two?" I look up and when I see him I almost have a heart attack, he was there in front of me, after a long time without seeing him ... I was in front of me.

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