Impotence

My phone’s screen lit up as I was having lunch with my family.

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“Hey, man. My mom was just admitted into hospital”

I felt like my body froze. She’s not any regular person. Her father’s dead, and her mother is her only relative she actually trusts. She’s 20, and she lives in Metepec, a city nearby.

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I tried calling her but she wouldn’t pick up. She sent me a tearful voice note.

“I... I don’t know what to do. She’s been admitted for pneumonia, and... and this hospital does have respirators. But... I can’t stay here, they’ll close at night and my mother, she left her car in a parking lot nearby and... I don’t know how to drive, I don’t know how to get home.”

I thought about going to her and trying to help. Shit, I know I can’t figure out the car stuff (maybe), but I could possibly take her home. Then I looked at my family, and I realized I was too chickenshit to do it.

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Now I don’t know who helped her if anyone. I just know I failed a friend, and she might be scarred for it.

Fuck this. I just wanted to throw it out somewhere. I’m sorry.

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