A/N: so I know you guys probably hate Sarah(the girl's mum) so I decided to make a chapter about her.
Hope u enjoy it. 😘😘

Sarah
My heart hasn't rested for the past few days. I jumped at every sound and movement in and around the house. I couldn't stay in here anymore, feeling alone and dejected while my daughter lie in the hospital all alone.

With that I carried myself out of my queen sized bed and walked into the bathroom. My eyes were sore from so much crying  and my throat dry from continuous screaming. I have wailed all night cause the realization that I have failed as a mother, as a protector to my children had hit me hard. The fact that my kids hated me with so much passion right now burned my very soul.

The day I turned my back at them, leaving them at my husband's mercy marred my memories and I couldn't close my eyes without the image of the blood and the hope in their eyes when they saw me. I failed them cause I was weak, I was a coward. I always was.

I have blamed my self time and time again for bringing that monster into their lives, into our lives. I was empty and my loneliness made me look for solace in the wrong place. My husband had left us, leaving me helpless and alone. I resulted to drinking and I fell deeper into depression. Not even the pleas of our daughters, nor their laughter, not even their tears could bring me back from the dark world I had plunged myself into.

Then I met him, he was kind, supportive and very younger than me. He booked appointments with psychologists, helped me fight my new addiction and put a little light in my life.

Soon after he started to drag me away from my kids, taking me out at night, to parties meant for teenagers and not for women with two children at home. But I didn't mind, he made me laugh and that was what I wanted badly.

Our friendship blossomed into a relationship and within three months, the man I saw as my savior knelt on one knee offering me a ring for the second time and found my self saying yes and agreeing to be his wife.

After a few months of blissful marriage with my new found love, the joy started to slip away little by little. The started demanding more. I had enough to give him though, cause my husband left all his properties to me and his children, I was running his company just fine till Raphael demanded for a part in it. I started by making him one of the board of directors. At least I was helping him out, after he had helped me. He would be making a living and going out.

Then he demanded I hand the ownership of the company to him. That night my bubble of love burst wide open leaving me with a broken heart. He told me to my face that he never loved him, he threatened to hurt my babies if I didn't give in to his offer.

When I persisted, my heart torn open even more when a thunderous slap met my face. And that was the beginning of my hell.

He took everything and made me a house wife. He would come home angry and beat me to a pulp. He made sure to remind me that I was old, dirty and ugly and so was my girls. He always threatened to leave me if I gave him more troubles. I became numb and an opposite of myself. I watched him turn me into a bitter old hag as he fondly called me. He abused me physically and did worse with his words.

It became worse when he started showing  his interest in Angel. I was irritated at that moment. I protested and threatened to expose him. But he always had his way. He made me weak and defenseless. He shut my lips with his fists and shut my heart with his cruelty.

After my long bath, I found myself at the hospital where my Angel was admitted. She has been here for the past one month. I cursed my self for not having the courage to come here all these while. I knew quite well the look that would come from Ann's eyes. She was always the braved one. She tried so hard to maintain her stand against me and my husband but I always found a way to put her down. But deep down I admired her strength and also craved it. At least if I had it all these wouldn't happen. My heart sunk at the memories of what I had put my children to.

Either way I had to met them not to make peace but at least see that they were alright. I walked into the hospital and the receptionist smiled rather too much at me. I tired to return the smile but failed woefully as the frown plastered on my face didn't go way. The receptionist got the message and bent her head, she asked me who I came to visit. I called my daughter's name and told her I was her mother.

The smile on the receptionist's face disappeared and she glared at me.

"Where have you been all these while" she asked me abandoning the files she was flipping through.

"Where is she? Please" that word please would have to become a part of me as I had so many people to apologize to.

"She is in the psychiatric section of the hospital. You have to go to the next building, meet the receptionist there, she will direct you" she said with a hiss and returned to her files.

I took her directions and finally I was in front of room 94 in the building that smelt drugs and drips and sickness. I swallowed a bile that came up my throat and tapped on the door gently. Shutting my eyes ready to met my fate.

I heard the door crack open and a wide mouthed Ann stood in front of me. I tried to take a peep into the room but she pushed me away and locked the door behind her. Now her glaring face was right in front of mine. I could feel her harsh breathing right on my skin and I took a few steps back.

"I, uhm, I" I  had rehearsed words to say to my children more than once through out  my drive to this hospital but it seemed like my rehearsal didn't pay off at all

"What are you doing here" Ann spat in my face her eyes sending daggers into my soul. I flinched at her words.

"I came to see you. To see Angel"

"Why? to check if we are dead. Well we are not so bye" Ann finished and turned for the door. I held her wrist and flung my hands off.

"Am sorry Ann." I knew those words can never be enough to heal the pain my cowardice had inflicted on my children.

"And am sorry too Sarah. You ceased to be my mother the second you turned your back at us leaving us to die in the hands of your lover" I saw a tear lingered in Ann's eyes and I  looked away. It was getting too much. I have caused them nothing but pain and my presence was just increasing it.

"Am sorry Ann. For everything. For all the pain I have..." my words were cut short by a humorless laugh from my youngest daughter.

"For which pain exactly. The pain you caused me when you hit me cause of him, the pain that you caused Angel by letting that man do all those evils to her, or is the pain you left in our hearts when you left us to die. Which one exactly are you referring to?"

" Everything Ann. I am sorry I failed you both. Am sorry I wasn't a good mother to you. Am sorry. "my tears returned in full force as the scenes I had failed my children started to play again in my head. I shook my head to get to rid of them but it only got worse. I found myself on my knees begging my daughter to forgive me.

" Get up Sarah" Ann ordered, I stood on my feet and caught her wiping her own tears.

"Please let me see Angel. I beg of you."

"I don't think seeing you will do her any good." she took a deep breath and blinked a few times. "She's still very sore, all over. She hasn't moved in one month. She is lost in her world now mum. Seeing you will only trigger her trauma and I don't have the strength for it. It's as horrible as it sounds"

My girl, my Angel was in so much pain all because of me. I gave Ann a nod cause I understood her perfectly.

I have  been in contact with Angel's doctor and ordered the best treatment for her. The doctor had diagnosed  her as being in a permanent vegetative state. When I told her that she was speaking in parables, she took her time to explain things to me.

She then told me that my daughter was expressing a particular disorder of consciousness. That she was a vegetative state. Where my daughter would be awake but show no sign of awareness. She won't be always to show signs of emotions. In order words will be NUMB to pain, joy or sadness.
      
I was terrified at how bad the situation was and I made sure I paid for the best treatments after recovering all my money, after the death of Raphael. The doctor had assured me that though recovery was extremely unlikely, but it was not totally impossible.

"I understand Ann. I will be leaving now. Just know that I love you and your sister very much." I arranged my hang bag to hang on my shoulders and she gave me a nod. "Please tell her that" she gave me another nod.

"If you need anything..."

"We don't need you anymore, Sarah" Ann finalized and I flinched when the sound of the closing door reached my ear drums.

I walked out of the hospital with a slight relief from the sting in my heart. But I knew it was going to become a part of me. I better get used to it. I better get used to all these. I was trying to run away from loneliness and now I was the real definition of a lonely person. No husbands, no kids, no nothing. I felt empty as I stepped into my car.

Ann's words rang like as loud as the church bell in my head. And she was right, they didn't need me
I only brought them pain and disappointment and I was going to end it. I have had it in mind for a long time but I didn't want to go without at least apologizing for all the pain I had caused.

At least Ann was happy, I think. She was living with that boy's family. The boy I had called to come save my children. Chris, I remembered his name. When my husband had came out of the little house early that morning before he was killed. He beat me with his belt and blamed me for making him change. He told me that I was cause of his problems and he cursed the day he met me. He finally left me in my pain, relieving to me that he would kill my children and come for me later.

He locked me up in Angel's room and I got hold of her phone. It had been ringing none stop, so I redialled the number and told him to come save her. That was the only thing I said before the battery died. I wailed  for my girls and the danger they were in. I wasn't with my phone so I couldn't call the police.

Anyway the guy saved the day and so did my daughter by ending that monster but she had to pay a price.

I pulled up my car at the parking lot and got into my house. Every step I made echoed in the whole house
It was empty, so was I. I walked into the kitchen and opened the cabinet where I had put cleaning equipment. I took the bottle I had bought the previous day, it was meant to kill insects but I knew it was made to kill me.

I staggered into the living room and plunged myself into a sofa. His scent still filled every where, I still felt his presence, his hands and I heard his demeaning words.

I looked at my end right in my hands, popped it open and took a sip. The taste wasn't pleasant to my taste buds but I ignored it. This wasn't the time to please myself with a glass of juice or calm my self with a glass of vodka. This was the time to relieve the world of my presence, to stop the tears that I can bring to my children faces. To stop it all.

This time I took in a mouth full and swallowed hard. I stayed stilled waiting for demise and it struck me.

My stomach twisted in an usual way. I held on to it. It twisted again and this time I felt like my gut burst open. I held on to my stomach refusing to scream at the pain. This time I wasn't going to weak. I would be strongest mother alive by dying a soundless death.

After moments of rolling on the floor, trying to roll out of  the pain, foamy substances gushing from my mouth, watery substance following from my back side. Dark spots began to appear in my vision. Little by little it became bigger and bigger till all I saw was darkness.

A/N: Wawu one of the longest chapter. Seems. Like Sarah had a lot to say.

what do you guys think about this chapter?

Do you think Ann should have at least forgiven her?

Would you forgive her if you were her kid? 😏😏

What do you think about her suicide?😢😢

Anyway So I got my information about Angel's illness from www. nhs. UK.
I was so glad when I saw that at least it had a name. 😁😁😁

Don't forget to vote and leave a comment dearies😘😘😘

Am confused who's POV should be ending this book, any help?

As we wrap up 👋👏👏👏