The sound of the machine beeping stopped, though I was sleeping, but the straight low tone of the machine jolts me awake, knowing what that sound means and exactly where it's coming from.
Panic took over me, my hands vibrating because of the realization, I can't get them to relax, not when my brain itself wasn't relaxing because of the sight before me, the machine curator which was by the head side of the bed all read 0 and the lines which was supposed to be all up and down now straight, explaining the reason for the plain tone playing in my ear.
My mom was the one lying on that bed, lying helpless and now unconscious on the bed, reading from the machine, I possibly would say dead, but it just happened, couldn't she be revived?.
“ Help!....Help!!..... Help!!!....”
I shouted on top of my voice, trying to call on the hospital staffs attention, legs still unstable, can seem to carry me up, like I forgot how to stand. I was holding onto my Mom's arm when the nurses broke in into the room, without taking chances, they started doing stuff, stuff I never knew, stuff I wished I know that might've helped me revive her earlier.
The four nurses that was present seems to be doing their best, I was praying inside my mind, hoping that my mom gets past this, that she wakes up through the efforts of the nurses. I can see them giving up one at a time, “ What.....what are you doing?....why did you stop?.... Please do something, My mom is the only one I've got and she's here struggling to solve, don't give up on her please, help me save her.....”
I begged the two nurses who has already given up, but they just looked at the other two still doing something to get my Mom to wake up, before the waved their heads like it was all a total waste of time and energy.
I tried covering for them, doing exactly what I saw them doing before, but the remaining two gave up too, eyes staring at me with pity. “ Noooo.... Don't do this to me please, please help my mom....” I pleaded with them, but they wasn't helping, that's when I lost hope, their stillness made me to give up too, knowing that I just lost it, I just lost the fight, I just lost my mom.
Tears flew down, now pushing my mom to make a movement, why isn't she waking up?, Why isn't she trying?, Why does she want me to go through this alone, I'm her son, her only son, shouldn't she at least consider me?, Shouldn't she wake up and tell me that she's always going to be here for me, I might be a nineteen years old boy, but I will always be a baby for my mom, I'm always, and will never stop being a child to her.
I let go, sitting on the floor with my back now resting on the bed side, behind me was the lifeless body of my Mom and standing by my right hand side are the two nurses who had given up first. It's all because of me, it's all me, I'm the reason, the Fucking reason why my mom is dead, I was being a fucking ignorant son, now my actions have cost me my Mom, I deserve to be punished, she shouldn't be the one to suffer for my stupidity, I messed up, I Fucking messed it all up and now my mom was the price to be paid for that.
Getting up from my miserable position, I left the hospital, I need some fresh air to cool my head off, what has happened has happened and theirs no way to change that, I can't turn back the hands of time, so I just have to do the only thing in mind, offer the right sacrifice. She pleaded with me, she warned me, asked me to stop my act, but I just wasn't listening, I continued doing exactly what I was doing, now if I can't get her back, then I have to take them down, those that made me lose the only treasure I had, she's the only reason I have been chasing after thin air, to get us a good life, now I made it into fuck up.
We had plans, plans to raid the central museum, to steal treasures in there and auction them for sale, but no, I was never part of the plan, they played me, they tricked me, fucking used me for what they were truly after, I fucking realized too late, a sacrifice was always needed and I was fucking used as the scapegoat, got them the blueprint of the museum because I fucking worked there as a fucking cleaner, risked it all only to be told that they're letting me go, after all I have done.
Those are dangerous men, but so am I, I might be the youngest compared to their age, but I believe I could do exactly what they do, I tried playing smart ass, stealing back the blueprint from them, now they didn't just come and take it back from our home, they included my Mom, something they would do to teach me a lesson.
The raid was supposed to be this night, if I'll be losing my life along the process, so be it, but getting on their way is exactly what I am going to do. I don't fucking need those fucking museum treasures anymore, I have lost my reasons for them, and because of that, I am also going to make them lose theirs, even if it costs me my life.
As an employee, they allowed me in, I just went in with the excuse that I had some stuff left behind which is pretty urgently needed, those guarding the entrance allowed me in, some securities were inside too, all staring at me like I wasn't supposed to be there, of course I am not, but at this moment, I am risking it all because I have nothing to lose, that's what happens when you lost your reason for fighting.