Nothing breaks a cold heart

 Jimmy stared at the body of his mother with his eyes widened, and his mouth agape. He took some steps forward, then stopped, "Mother?" He gasped.

 He was still paralyzed with shock, and for the some seconds he stood there his head completely void of thoughts.

 When he finally realised what was going on, he rushed to his mother's body, "Mother?! What have you done?" He shook her body violently.

 He looked around in desperation, "What am I supposed to do?"

 If he took her to the hospital, questions would be raised, and his image would be at greater jeopardy.

 He cursed, "F*ck it" he clenched his fists, and left her body.

"I can not leave her this way. She will die!" He groaned.

He sucked in some breath, and walked towards the table to get his phone.

 "I have to do something, else I would be in lots of trouble," he said to himself. He reached for his phone, "Let me talk to father first."