The Princess and the Punk

Michaels POV
"Michael are you ready?" My mum asked.
"Yes!" My six year old self yelled.
My mum and I were going to the park for a picnic. We walked to the small quaint park that I spent a large part of my childhood in. My mother wore a pale yellow dress and her old holy converse. We had a picnic every Sunday afternoon from the time I could walk to I turned the age of ten. The thing was this time was different.
"Mommy why do you and daddy fight?" I asked.
"Every mommy and daddy sometimes have disagreements. Daddy and I love each other very much sometimes we just have... Misunderstandings." She lied sweetly.
"Okay mummy!" I said.
"Why don't you go run and play?" She encouraged.
I graciously ran off and played with the other children, but when I looked back at my mom I saw her crying into her phone.
When i was about ten I came home from school a little early. I of course immediately looked for my mum to talk to her about my day.
"Mum?" I called out.
No answer. She must be upstairs. I trudged up our long stair case and began to look for her.
"Mum are you up here?" I repeated.
My parents bathroom door was open, I saw my mother leaning against the counter looking into her face. She had tears streaming down her face. She had bruises on her arms and face.
When I woke up I immediately looked at her asleep in the hospital sofa beside me. Her hair was messy, her mouth was slightly parted, and she looked so beautiful, so peaceful. I feel so guilty for not being there to protect her. I hate the fact that she had to go through what my mother had to go through. My mother goes into surgery in about an hour and I'm a wreck. I'm really just realizing that she's gonna die, and I'm not gonna have a mum. The person that took care of me and loved me is going to die.
"How did you sleep?" Amelie said disturbing my thoughts.
"Alright I guess. How did you?" I asked smiling.
"Really good." She said softly laying her head on my chest.
"That's great princess." I said stroking my hair.
"I'm gonna talk to my parents and call off the wedding." She said timidly.
"Okay, I will be here for you." I said looking deeply in her eyes.
"It's about time you did!" My mother said scaring us.
"Mom you scared the shit out of me." I scolded.
"I'm sorry honey... I just see the way you two look at each other and it brings back so many memories." She said.
Amelie just smiled and nuzzled further into my chest.
"Whens Evelyn gonna be here?" My mother asked.
"She should be here soon." I said assuring her.
She went back to ours to take a shower.
"Okay." My mum replied.
I heard Amelie's stomach began growling.
"Wanna go get some breakfast?" I asked her.
"Yes." She said hungrily.
"We will be back in a bit." I told my mum.
***
I grabbed her soft hand as we walked down to the cafeteria.
"Do you know what you want?" I asked her.
"I don't know, maybe some hash browns." She said.
"Okay, I don't really know either." I replied.
The cafeteria was empty except for a few people. We went through the line, they had eggs, bacon, sausage, hash browns, and other foods. Although they had a wide variety it all looked like shit. "Do you see anything you want?" I asked her.
"Definitely not the eggs, I think they're moving...." She said disgusted.
"I think I'll have some hash browns and bacon." I asked the overweight hairy woman behind the counter.
"What about you?" she grumbled at Amelie.
"I will have the same." she replied.
She slapped our breakfast down on the flimsy paper plates and mumbled profanities under her breath.
"Well than.." Amelie muttered.
I laughed at her response. I paid for our breakfast and we walked back upstairs.
***
"This taste like shit." I complained.
"Yeah, definitely not the best breakfast I ever had." She replied.
"When is the doctor coming to get you?" my aunt asked.
"In a couple minutes." my mother responded.
The tight knot in my stomach began to tighten.
"Is it alright if I have a minute with Michael alone?" My mother asked.
"Of course we'll just step out." said Aunt Ev.
They left quickly and quietly leaving me with my sick mother.
"Michael come her." She demanded.
I sat down on the side of her firm hospital bed, and took her frail hand.
"You know I love you. You know that I am so proud of you for who you have become. I will always be with you no mater where you are I will always be right here." she said pointing to my heart.
"I know I love you too." I cried.
"There is something I need you to do for me." She said.
"In my bedroom under my bead their is a coffee can, after I pass I want you to open it. Promise me you won't open it until I go." she pleaded.
"Of course, I promise." I said crying harder.
We both cried somehow we both knew it wouldn't be long.
"Are we ready to go?" asked the nurse.
"Yes I think I am ready to go." my mother said.
"I love you mum... I love you so much." I said sobbing.
"I love you to son, to the moon and back." She said gripping my hand.
I kissed her forehead and hugged her frail body.
I walked with them out into the hallway.
"Take care of him for me." She said to Amelie.
"Of course." Amelie said.
My mother said goodbye to my Aunt and then turned to me one last time.
"I'll see you later." She said to me.
"I'll see you later mom." I said.
Then they took her away from me... Somehow I knew that this was it, the last straw.
Amelie wrapped her small arms around my waist and held me.
"Its gonna be okay, you will always have me." She whispered in my ear.
At least that's what I thought.

Only about 5 more chapters guys. I literally cried so much during this chapter.

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