Reincarnated For A Reason

Part 3 This Is the Place For Me

Tw - flashbacks and talk of child abuse

Angie's POV

"We're here! It's time to wake up now." Kat says.

"I just want to sleep... for five more minutes, Maman." I say. Yes, I'm dreaming about my maman. I often do. She knows that I was talking about my birth mom.

"I've given you five more minutes." She says.

"Okay. I'm up!" I say. I yawn and sleepily look out the window while my lips make that clapping noise when a dog eats peanut butter. I immediately open my eyes wide with shock when I behold my new home with my hands on the window. I run my nails down the window as I faint. "Am I still dreaming?" She laughs.

"Nope." She says popping the p. "Welcome to the Richmond Palace. My home." My mouth gapes open in shock.

"What the, who the, why the, how the heck could you afford this? It's a landmark because of it's history." I say.

"My girlfriend is... related to Anna of Cleves. They couldn't say no. And because of her family, she's really, really, really rich so, that helps." She says.

"Wow! My maman took me here right before she—" I say. I stop myself and must look like I'm about to cry.

"Hey, it's okay. You don't have to tell me what happened if you don't want to." She says.

"No, I do." I say. I take a breath. "I was six years old..."

Flashback

Maman and I were just going back from our trip to Richmond. My parents had gotten a divorce when I was three, but, somehow, my dad got full custody. We were just talking about the girls that dad had already introduced me to.

"Okay, okay, there was this one yesterday who looked at me and just went, 'uhhhh!' and ran." I say. We laugh like crazy.

"I wish he wouldn't do this to you." She says. She sighs. "What did I ever see in him?" I think about it to no avail.

"That's the million dollar question." I say. I was always intelligent for my age. I spot a car charging for us and my eyes went wide. It a half a mile away, but I spot it because of the windy road.

"I wish there was something we could do about this living situation." She says.

"Car." I say.

"Sweetie, that's not even close to what we're talking about." She says.

"Maman, watch out!" I shriek. She swerved to get away, but the car collided with us and our car spun over.

"Annie?" She calls.

"Maman?" I groan. I hiss in pain. "You okay?" I hear her breathing long and laboriously.

"No, but no matter what happens to me, it'll be okay, Mon trésor." She says. (My treasure.) She lost consciousness quickly.

"What do I do? What do I do?" I panic. I find her phone and call 911. I was screaming all throughout the call.

Flashback

I was fine after a quick check up, but I wanted to be with her. She went into a coma. I grab her hand.

"I'm sorry. This is all my fault!" I say. I go onto the bed too cuddle up with her and sleep. I felt a weak squeeze in my hand and woke up. She smiled at me and I smiled back before grabbing on. She strokes my back gently with her nails.

Back to reality

"When I woke up, I saw my dad strangle her with her pillow and quickly turned over. When I told someone, they said I was hallucinating do to the trauma." I say. She hugs me tight.