Chapter 78 - I was scared and ashamed.
When it seemed all had been said. De entered the room. Lyle seemed to be ready to go, it wasn''t fun
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speaking to a mute person. More exhausting when having to wait for them to write down all they
wanted to say.
"Here''s $20 go buy something for yourself in the canteen then you cane and say bye to your mom.
If you want to seat in the car, you cane fetch the keys.." De instructed Lyle like she would to
Leo. Marc was fuming.
"I don''t wannae back. I will just pass by the canteen then go eat in the car.." Lyle said seeming
unbuffered by his mothers present. De the handed Lyle the car keys.
"You remember where we parked right?" She questioned, out of concern because this was hospital and
it could get confusing.
"I do... Uhm bye mom." Lyle said to Marc who sadly nodded.
"Aren''t you going to hug her Lyle?" De pushed.
"Uh I''d rather not.. you know how the line gets in the canteen.." He immediately sped off.
"WHO GAVE YOU THE RIGHT TO STEAL MY SON AWAY FROM ME!!" Marc immediately shouted
at De, she then continued to throw the box of Belgian chocte against the wall. So much anger was
radiating from her.
De wasn''t surprised.
"Oh so you can talk?"
Marc immediately realized what she had done and sped her mouth with her right hand. She
grabbed the notepad to write something but De was sick and tired so she grabbed the notepad and
pen throwing it anywhere itnded in the room. Marc bit on her cheeks. She didn''t ns on saying
anything more but had gotten the best of her.
"You think you''re better than me but you''re just like me. You''re a slut De.." Marc spat fuming she
crossed her arms. "You''re such a slut!"
"It''s not like you taught me to be act any differently." De spat back.
"You really went and got pregnant so he could marry you right? I know that little trick. We have all used
to. It''s the oldest trick in the book."
Deughed hysterically.. the nerve of this woman.
First she starts talking when she imed she couldn''t talk..
"What is wrong with you Marc?" De continued tough. She genuinely wanted to know what was
wrong with Marc. She had to be suffering from a mental illness of some sort.
"I''m your mother and don''t you ever disrespect me like that. If it wasn''t me for you wouldn''t have been
born—"
"I know the six stitches story, save it. You have been singing that to me for a lifetime now. I''m actually
not hurt by anything you say if that''s the aim. I don''t expect anything from you. All I just wanted was for
you to be decent enough to apologize."
Marc turned to look away..
There was silence.
"I''m sorry.." she said under her breath.
"What?" De asked in disbelief, it had actually turned out that easy? Marc apologizing? What?!
"I''m sorry.. okay?! I''m so—r-r-y.." Marc began crying. Her lips quivered as she cried, her eyes
blurred with moist.
"I''m so sorry De. I''m so s—orry.." she repeated. Out of instinct, De went tofort her as she
cried. Marc leaned onto her daughter and gave a good cry for a good fourteen minutes if not more.
She then pulled away, eyes red and puffy. Her bottom lip somber from being constantly bitten.
"You have no idea how long I have waited to hear that. It means so much to me." De said softly. A
tear slipped from her left eye and before she knew it her right eye then her left eye then—
"I know I can''t change the past or the pain I have cost you. I don''t want to be your enemy anymore. I
want to be your mother.."
"It may take a while for me to forgive you, I''m not just going to forget.."
"I know and again I''m sorry. I''m sorry it took so much for me to finally see that I''m a hazard to myself
and everyone around me. I''m sorry.."
"I''m not going to say it''s okay because it''s not and you have cost me so much pain throughout my
whole lifetime."
Marc nodded.
"I''m just begging you.. please be better! Please prove Lyle wrong! He has lost all his hope in you. Don''t
be apulsive liar. To anyone especially the doctors how do you expect them to treat you to get
better when you practically lie to them."
She nodded again.
"I don''t trust you just yet, I can''t find it in me. You always change like a chameleon."
"I''m tired of fighting you De, I don''t want anymore of this."
"You need to thank Garreth. He has been paying for your expensive hospital bills, he still believed in
you even when they doctors had suggested he switched off the machines. Your husband has done
absolutely nothing for you neither Lyle."
Speaking of the devil.
"Am I interrupting something..?" Garreth entered the room, closing the door behind him.
"Not at all, Marc just has some thing to say to you.." De said softly. Garreth took in the mess and
realized there had been a feud just not so long ago. Marc fiddled with her fingers..
"Let me grab your note—" he was immediately interrupted by De.
"Oh no need for that.. right Marc?" De pushed.
"Y-e-s." She said with her down.
"Uh what?!" Garreth seemed happy. "I thought you started speech therapy tomorrow? This is great
news Marcy. You just need to keep pushing and soon you will be able to walk!"
Marc felt like the viin in a movie theme, finally getting exposed.
"I can talk, I just didn''t want to!" Marc said firmly looking down at her white sheets again. Garreth''s
smile was immediately wiped off his face. "I''m sorry!"
"You will never change!" Garreth spat venomously.
"I''m sorry, I was embarrassed. I didn''t know how I would face you.."
"That''s not a good enough excuse."
"I''m sorry Garreth but you caused all this. You told me you would kill me or hurt Lyle that''s why I was
afraid and I thought death would be easier."
"Did you say that?" De turned to her father, who only sidled in his stance.
"I did but it was only to ruffle her feathers."
"Liar!" Marc acimed.
"Very rich from someone who couldn''t talk not so long ago. Shut up, you little bickering ungrateful
tramp. I''m going to tell you something and you''re going to listen to me carefully.."
Marc immediately shivered from fear.
"I love you and I have always loved you. Loved you enough to take into consideration that the whole
male poption has fucked you and you live on pills.." Garreth immediately chuckled. "I know all you
baggage and it doesn''t look pretty. We all know why Gerald is viciously mad right? You gave it to him
too didn''t you? What''s worse your son has it too? You would think with all this technology you would
prevent this disease from affecting your pregnancy but you didn''t. You were in denial right well..
Marc.." Garreth hissed. "When the doctor brought in your results he mentioned that it would be
different treating someone with Aids. That you wouldn''t be able to pull through."
"Lyle doesn''t have it, you moron! I would never do that to my son. What do you take me for.." Marc
yelled.
"The point is you''re a lying maniptive bitch and I still love you. I''m still here Marc. Routing for you
to get better, I''m still here.."
De was speechless, she even had to take her seat in the far corner with rubbing her temple.
"Was it Marko who gave it to you?" De questioned. Remembering Marc''s druggie boyfriend who
made her rpse and would sometimes beat her to a pulp.
Tears flooded Marc''s eyes as she nodded.
"Why didn''t you tell Gerald?"
"I was scared and ashamed.."
"Are you sure Lyle doesn''t have it?"
"He doesn''t I swear. I was part of the PMTCT program. The—" she tried to remember the full meaning.
"The Prevention of the Mother to Child transmission. Taking antiretrovirals during the pregnancy.."
"When did you find out?" De questioned.
"When Marko passed away.."
"I''m sorry.." De said carefully. "I think you two need to talk. Lyle is still waiting for me and I better get
going. I will be back tomorrow."
"Thank you for taking care of my boy and all the times you took care of me." She cried.
"It''s okay." De replied.