NovelBookChapter 0054 Judy's POV The house was quiet when I returned hafter having dinner at Gavin's house. It was always quiet these days.
The house felt so empty with my mother hiding away in her room, not a sound to be made. I put my coat on the hook and made my way upstairs. I paused outside of her bedroom door which was down the hall from my room. There was no light on, and I wasn't even sure if she would be awake, but I needed to see her. I needed to make sure that she was alright.
I grabbed the door handle and twisted it, pushing the door open gently. The door creaked as it moved, and I winced at how dark and smelly it was. It was clear she hadn't moved from the bed in a long while.
Taking a deep breath, I turned on the light in her dark room and stepped inside.
"Mom?" I asked, looking around the mess of a room. My eyes landed on her form on the bed and my chest tightened even more.
Panic seizedas I ran towards her bed, not knowing if she was breathing or not. I put my hand on her back and felt for any sign of movement, indicating that she was in fact breathing. When my hand rose and fell, I sighed out of relief.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Mom?" I said again, this tgiving her a gentle shake. "Have you eaten anything at all today?" I already knew the answer because the food I made for her this morning remained untouched on her nightstand.
She lifted her head and her eyes, unfocused, looked at me.
"Oh, hey, Judy," she said sleepily. "When did you get here?" "A little while ago," I told her. "I'm worried about you. You haven't left your room in days and the food that I've been leaving you every morning and night has been untouched. I need you to get out of bed and eat something." "I'm not very hungry," she murmured as she rested her head back on her pillow.
I sighed, running my fingers through my hair.
"You need to eat something, Mom. Dad wouldn't want this for you," I told her. She flinched at my mention of my father. "I went to see him earlier today!" She raised her gaze to meet mine once again.
"You saw your father?" She asked.
I nodded.
"He's doing well," I lied; I couldn't tell her that when saw him, he was beaten black and blue. I couldn't Tell her about the sadness and fear hidden in his eyes. Please cdownstairs withand eat something..." +25 BONUS She was quiet for a moment, remaining unmoved. Then, she sighed and lifted her head again, with a nod, she lethelp her out of bed. She looked so trail, and my heart tugged for her. She clung to my arm as I walked with her out of the bedroom and down the stairs. When we reached the living room, she sat on the couch. She wouldn't look at me; her eyes remained focused on the ground.
"I'm going to get you sfood," I told her as I walked into the kitchen.
I grabbed a box of pasta from the caband a jar of sauce. I didn't have it into cook anything more than that. I placed the items on the counter and looked in the freezer for meatballs. When I saw a bag of them, I grabbed them as well.
I was a zombie walking around the kitchen, my mind on my parents and all they were going through.
My mother was in so much pain because she couldn't be with her mate. I knew her wolf was shutting down. I bit my lip as hot tears burned in my eyes; Lcouldn't let myself break down right now, I had to be strong for my mother. She needed someone strong and capable to take care of her and that person had to bebecause there was nobody else.
I grabbed 1 orange julce from the fridge and opened the top. I started to pour a glass knowing my mother could use the sugar in her system, but the bottle slipped from my fingers and fell to the ground.
I gasped, jumping back as orange juice got everywhere This time, I couldn't hold back the tears.
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They ran down my cheeks as I fell to the ground with the orange juice, letting myself break down because of ET.
the mess. Shit, Judy," I heard a familiar voice at the kitchen entrance that led outside.
I whipped around and gasped when Ethan walked in, shutting the door behind him.
"What is wrong with you? Get up," he ordered, forcingaway from the orange juice. I didn't have enough strength to fight him or tell him off. I NO seurried away from the juice, as he grabbed snapkins and got to work cleaning my mess. I wiped at the tears still lingering in my eyes and watched in silence as he finished cleaning the floor. He stood to his feet and poured the glass of orange juice before putting the bottle back in the fridge.
He offeredhis hand, which I hesitantly took, and then he pulledto my feet.
"What are you doing here, Ethan?" I asked him, folding my arms across my chest.
"Saving you apparently. What are you doing on the floor?"
"I spilled sjuice, and I was cleaning it," I murmured) he could see through mylie right away though.
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