Part 2: Chapter 24

( Next day)

Sylvia's P. O. V

I woke up very late the next day, my head pounding and my heart heavy. Running a hand through my messed up hair, I looked around and was met with silence. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I let out a shaky breath.

I had thought it was all a bad dream and I would wake up and everything would be back to normal. But it's not, my mom really is sick. Breaking down again, I began crying, my face buried in my hands as the tears slipped out. But of course, crying never solved anything. Eventually I'll have to get out of bed and face the reality.

I dragged myself out of the bed, trudging into the bathroom to wash off my tear stained face. I can't go to school today so I sent a text to both Patrick and Alex that I'll not be arriving. Peeling off my nightclothes from my body, I stepped into the shower and stayed there for long hours, just letting the water run down my body.

A quick breakfast and I'll be going to the hospital.

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