Lust and Wrath

Chapter 33

Daniel's Point of View-

After what seems like forever, I finally wake up, and I peek my eyes out a little to observe the scene. I see a group of chairs with Scott and Nico both sitting at them, and they looked surprised as well as serious. My mum is also here, and she's going to sit at one of the chairs, along with the nurse at her desk. I continue to peek at them.

"Do you three need a minute?" The nurse suddenly asked. "No, we're fine, you may stay," My mum spoke. She nodded her head slowly, and went back to doing her paperwork. I could tell that her eyes were still fixated on the three of them, which made me a little curious. Not wanting to get caught, I jerked my eyes shut, wanting to hear what would happen.

"Alright boys, Scott," my mum spoke, with a short pause, "My first name is Sarah, and I am Daniel's mother. We originally lived in France with his father, Mike, and he went to a school there. Back then he didn't have any friends, but then he met you, Scott, and he made great friends with you. You two honestly seemed like the perfect group of friends, you would hang out together all the time, do activities together all the time, everything I could think of. I made great friends with your father while you two were becoming friends, and I even went to work at the same place with him. Unfortunately, one day, you hit Daniel while he was at school, and I don't know if it was by accident or not, but judging by the punch, his afterwards condition was serious. I don't know what happened to him, he was going through a lot of emotional trauma, and we couldn't get him to calm down. I tried taking him to doctors, but they only suggested one thing, which was memory erasure. I'd be lying if I said I accepted the operation right away, because I didn't. I know, erasing my own baby's memories, it's horrible, and I'm a horrible mother for doing it. But, I couldn't stand to see him in his current state, he kept crying and saying things like 'Scott hates me,' and 'Why does everyone hate me?' and I couldn't let it go on any longer. At first, I tried therapy with him, but it wouldn't work, everytime he came back to school to see you, he'd just fall into his same emotional state of trauma again. That's when I decided that I was plain out of options, so I just took the memory erasing procedure. At the time, I immediately starting making plans and packing bags to leave Europe, because I knew if we stayed there any longer, it'd only mean trouble. When you found out that his memory was erased, you hated me, and then you wanted to take Daniel for yourself, but I couldn't let you see Daniel again. So, your father and I decided that we'd erase your memories of Daniel as well, and both operations were a success. You no longer knew about Daniel, and Daniel no longer knew about you. His father was the one who bought us our passports so we could travel to America, so I ended up taking them and traveling there. I had to make up some kind of lie to him about why we left Europe, saying that it was his father's fault so he wouldn't suspect me for doing anything to him, and I hated myself for it, but I had to do it. I didn't think that you would come back to America, in the same city as well, but it happened. I just, I just honestly can't believe that this is happening again, I thought this was all behind us, and that we could start a new peaceful life here again, but... It just didn't work out. I'm sorry."

The room went silent after that, but I could feel the shocked tension in the air. I heard someone get up and walk over somewhere, and then afterwards they went back to sit down. I couldn't believe it, my own mother, erased my own memories

My own memories?

Now that the holes in my memory are filled, everything seems so much clearer now. Now I understand why I get a headache everytime something bad with me and Scott happens. Now I remember, the real reason of why we left France for America. It wasn't my father's fault, no, it was my mum's fault.

When Scott hurts me, whether it be physically or emotionally, it brings back painful memories. And now I know why.

I decide that I can't take it anymore, so I shuffle myself up until I'm sitting up on the bed. My glasses are on the counter nearby, I think the nurse put them there, but nonetheless I can still see somewhat clearly. My dark hair was ruffled, and I could feel my eyes drooping from nausea, but I didn't care. Everyone immediately looked towards me once I sat up in the bed.

My mother was the first to speak, "D-Daniel, sweetheart," she said, getting up from her chair and walking towards me. She probably thinks that I didn't hear anything, because I can see the hopefulness in her eyes. But I didn't want any of it, I didn't want any excuses or any more lies from her. I'm through with it.

"I heard everything."

She stopped in her tracks, and she looked as if she wanted to cry. "W-What?"

"I heard everything, mum. I know now what you did to me," I reassured her. Lifting my hand out of my bed, I hovered it over my chest where my heart was located, and gripped the cloth of my shirt tightly. Even if it was her only choice, she took my only friend, no, my only love away from me. Everything in my mind is becoming so much clearer as I continue to glare at her. I begin to wonder if this wasn't the only thing she erased in my memory.

Not feeling weak at all, I step out of the bed, grabbing my glasses, slipping them into my pocket. The glasses don't mean anything to me right now, and I walk towards the office door. I turn around, and look at Scott. "Scott, take me home," I demand. I feel a bit less hurt when he doesn't hesitate to give me a small nod, and he instantly gets off of his seat.

Nico continues to sit there, looking at me as if he wanted to tag along, but I couldn't let him. Right now, I'm still mad at the both of them, and I need my space. "B-But, hon'," My mom starts again.

"No, I don't want to hear it mum. I don't want to hear it anymore." Scott is already at the office door, reaching into his pocket for the keys, and I open the door for the both of us.

"Daniel, I don't care whether you're sad about it or not, as your mother, I did what I had to do. And as your mother, I'm telling you to come back here right this instant; don't go off with that man!" She shouts, gaining some form of confidence within her.

"I don't have to listen to you, no, not after you lied to me. Not after you took away an important part of my life from me."

"W-What are you talking about. Daniel, I don't understand, he's just a friend!" She cries aloud.

A nerve splits in me, making my eyes fill with anger. "He's not just a friend, he's more than that! He's my boyfriend, mum! And you, hell, my own mother. Can I- Are you even my own mother, or did you pay some doctor to erase those memories from my life too! How can I even trust you anymore?" I shouted. Scott tugged my hand, wanting us to get out of here quickly, and I obliged.

"We'll be leaving now, thank you," Scott told the surprised nurse sitting at her desk, before slamming the door shut. We were already walking down the silent hallways to his car, not even bothering to stay for the lock-in. I didn't hear any footsteps behind us, which meant that they weren't following us, which was good. As much as I want to cry into my mother's lap and believe that it isn't true, it is.

It is true, because I know that I'm walking down the hallways with my once-lost boyfriend. And now, he's gone and cheated on someone, so how am I ever to forgive him?