A Night to Hope 11

I didn't think much of it when I got home, I was tired and I knew mom was cooking (Or trying to) in the kitchen. The fire alarm beeping throughout the whole house I didn’t notice that she was calling my name. "Lyndon!!" she said and I hear plates falling to the ground. I drop my backpack and rush into the scene to see if she was okay. She was already on the floor picking up the broken pieces that splattered there. "I sorry honey, just trying to cook for once" she said smiling to me in those loving eyes. I was frozen in place and I felt like crying, I felt my face burning up and I just wanted her to know. "Is something wrong?" she said glancing up. I stared at her and nodded sideways telling "no". She picked up another broken piece and threw it in the waste bin. I walked over and had to help out. "Here mom let me help you" I told her as I bended down to pick it up. Mom tried to stand up and leave me to it, but just then she winced and fell back right beside me. "Mom! Are you okay?" I yelled try to hold her in her place. She smiled as she got comfortable on the ground. "I guess I can’t hide it from you" She said turning pale and I didn’t know what to do.

A moment as mom was breathing through her mouth like what they teach you at this place. I was pacing as she told me to call dad. I didn’t hesitate and dialed his number. He picked up on the first ring which spooked me a little. "Dad! Moms in pain" I told him frantically. He paused and through the background he was moving things around. "I’m going" He said leaving wherever he was without closing the phone so I just hung up. Mom was still lying there and I was watching trying to do something. Minutes turned in very long hours and dad was coming. I was scared and didn’t know what to do; they don’t teach this stuff in health class. As I got to thinking I might have to deliver the baby and I felt very light-headed. "Honey you pacing around like that is making me nervous" she said giving me a hurt laugh. "I’m sorry" I told her, but still paced farther out for her. The time came when dad busted through the door and checked her. "You okay?" he said making sure she wasn’t hurt. "The baby might be coming" she said rubbing her plump belly. I hadn’t noticed it being ever that huge. My life was going into a cycle of never ending rollercoaster’s.

"Can you stand?" he said trying to lift her up. She barely could be lifted, but dad was determined struggling to prove his worth. It took some time to get her into the back seat, for she was to open to an accident in the front. I wondered if I was going to, but I wasn’t ready for this. Dad looked out the window as if he forgot about me and told me if I was coming. I shook my head and he smiled. "I’ll see you later honey" Mom said and they speeded off to the hospital. I was alone and I was feeling like I had a deep void. I went back inside the house and realized I need someone to help me. I would recommend myself Kevin, but I didn’t know where he lived so I desperate made myself think of Clare. I know I was thinking of her at a time like this, and this would hurt me probably more then I feel. I hurried up inside the house and grabbed the house linker (It’s a safety device that tells if someone is entering our house or calling it. If someone is entering the house they should know the code, if they’re calling I can send the signal to another phone). I grabbed a coat and some water.

I stood by the bus stop and waited for it to come. I waited for 47mins before I looked on the poster schedule of the bus. It was 6:29pm and the bus would come at 6:35pm and it made me feel stupid. I waited anyway until the bus finally pulled up and opened its doors. The bus driver was different which made me think this was the wrong bus. I swiped my card and sat down on the chairs. As the bus rolled along I found out that it could go longer down the road so I decided to stay inside. The bus was barely full, hardly nobody was in here expect this old man who kept staring at me and smiling at me. He wasn’t a bum, because he was very clean to be letting a bus like this to be his ride. I stayed until we neared the block and that’s when he spoke. "So what are you doing?" he said in a old version kind of English.

"Just need to hang with someone" I simply said and looked away. He didn’t say anything after that and that was okay with me to. The bus pulled a few streets from her house and that’s where I got off. "Have a swell time lad" he said and I laughed to myself. I walked towards her house having my day build up inside my head and I wanted it all gone so I dashed ahead trying to forget. I finally was tearing up and I didn’t know why I was crying. My mom was going to be fine, right? I have friends who care about me, right? I have okay grades, and I know that’s right. So why do I feel like the lowest thing on earth right now. I feel so small compared to the big things around us. I was at the gate letting the tear fall down into the pavement. There was a speaker right next to the gates so I pressed it. "Yes?" it said and I smiled to it. I didn’t know what to say so I just said the only two words she would probably understand. "Clare Timpson" I said and I felt weak. "A moment please" and I was somewhat alone again. It came on again and spoke "Name?" Silence came after that. "Lyndon Sparks" I said trying to prepare myself for whatever was to happen to me. The gate made some funny sounds and creaked open and it felt too weird. I tried to make it so that it looked like I owned the place, but with the stuff I was wearing I was more of a bum asking for money or a job. It took me 5MIN!!! To get up the front door, I mean what the point in that wasted time? By the time I actually made it to the front door I forgot why I even came, and then realize that maybe I sprung up on this too fast.

The doors opened before I could hide in this beautiful area, but then dogs kept reappearing inside my head. The lady that opened it was definitely Clare’s mother. "Come on in Lyndon Clare will be down in a minute" she said and motioned me to a chair. I was chocking, scared, lost for words as I entered this house. The chair I was sitting on was a green color with silky white colors mixed into it. It was wonderful sitting there; will until Clare footstep came echoing for the stares. "Dash, burn the hell out of this place" I thought, but how? They must have me face and stuff. Clare came into the room a surprised me to bits. She looked like she had just woken up, but she was still hot in a sleepy kind of way. "You okay Lyndon?" she said and she rushed to me and gave me a hug. I want to hug back, but all I did was cry (I don’t care it was those kinds of moments). I was totally somewhere, and I didn’t want to stay long. (Insert unhappy face).