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Mum POV:

"Yes! Good job Aiyla!" I yelled, chasing behind my daughter on her bike. She finally learned how to. I got her a big girl bike for her 7th birthday, she finally figured out how to use it.

"I did it mummy!" She said, clapping and jumping in the air as she got off of her bike.

"Yes yes you did hunny, I'm so proud of you." I said, picking her up and hugging her, attacking her small face with kisses. She giggled

"Mummy stop it!" She giggled even more. I laughed and put her down.

"Ready to try again?"

"YES!"

Third person POV:

Two doctors stood around the bed of the unstable woman. They we're doing tests, trying to figure out if she was okay.

"I don't know David, this is pretty critical. I hate to be that person, but I just don't think she's going to make it." One of the doctor said, examining a clipboard and writing more info down.

"She will make it Jane. What happened to being the positive doctor?"

The doctor sighed, sitting down. He watched the woman in the bed, watching as her breathing slowed, and fastened over and over again. He looked at the heart monitor, noticing it going flat, then the opposite every few seconds. He stood up, checking it and making sure everything was correct.

"Uhm. Jane? Is this normal?" He asked, looking at the female doctor. She turned and looked at him.

"Is what normal?" She walked over to him.

"The heart monitor, it keeps flat lining." Jane looked at it, doing the same thing David had done.

"I'm not sure, let me go ask Joe." She said, walking out of the room. The male doctor looked again, at the woman in the bed. Staring at her chest, watching it go up and down. Until it stopped moving at all. He looked at the monitor, it was still fine. Until all of a sudden it flat lined, and all he could hear was the loud noise of the long beep.

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"SHES IN THE FUCKING HOSPITAL AIDEN! DO YOU NOT CARE ABOUT ANYONE OTHER THAN YOURSELF?"

Aiyla yelled. Her and her brother had been arguing over the fact he hadn't even bothered to ask if she was okay. He just walked into her room and asked where their mother was.

"YOU KNOW SHES IN THE FUCKING HOSPITAL! YOU WERE HERE WHEN SHE LEFT!"

"I DONT CARE ABOUT ANYONE OTHER THAN MYSELF? SAYS THE ONE WHO STAYS IN HER ROOM 24/7 STREAMING HER STUPID LITTLE MINECRAFT VIDEOS, RAISING THIUSANDS OF DOLLARS EVERY DAY, BUT KEEPS THE MONEY TO HERSELF. YOU DONT EVEN SHARE IT WITH THE FAMILY!"

"How many goddamn times do I have to tell you, I give all of the money i earn to charity. Except for the ones specifically asked to be kept!" Aiyla walked out of her brothers room.

"I'M NOT DONE TALKING TO YOU!"

"Like I give a shit" She said, walking down the stairs and out of the house. She heard her brother yelling at her from inside, but that didn't stop her from getting in her car. She put her arms around her stomach, she got instant cramps. She sat for a moment until they went away. She turned the car on and started pulling out of the drive way. Aiyla drove down the street. She didn't know where she was going, she just drove.

She drove around for a bit, until her phone started ringing. She groaned and pulled over, picking up her phone. She didn't recognize the number, so she thought to just ignore the call. What if it's the hospital she thought. The girl ended up answering the call.

"Hello, is this Aiyla Jackson?" A unfamiliar, yet very masculine voice spoke from the other end of the phone.

Aiyla hesitated, before saying;

"Uhm, yes this is. May I ask who's calling?"

"I'm Dr. Jane, I'm really sorry to inform you, but your mother- she didn't make it. She passed a little over an hour ago in her sleep. I'm so sorry dear, we tried our best to save her." Aiyla froze, her phone slipped from her hand onto the seat. Her hand shaking, and hovering over her mouth. Instant tear drops falling from her eyes, she started screaming. Streaming and crying, she cried so hard she couldn't see anything. The next thing young Aiyla knew, was she was in the parking lot of her friend Tommys house. She always ran to him when something happened. The girl ran up to his front door, still crying and shaking. She knocked at least a hundred times before a blonde haired boy opened it.

"Hey Ai-" he was cut off with her bursting into tears even more then she just was, she immediately jumped into his arms, pulling him into a hug. Refusing to let go. He didn't question it, he just hugged her back. He rubbed her back as well, and told her it's okay, and to calm down and tell him what was wrong.

"My- my- my-" she sniffled.

"It's okay, take your time" he said, still rubbing her back.

"She's gone Tommy. My mum is gone" she cried even harder. Tommy's eyes widened, he didn't know what to do in this situation, other than to comfort his friend to the best of his abilities.