FHS The Untold Story - English version

Chapter 35: Renewal

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How long did it take? I... see everything dark, and my eyelids hurt, I just wanna rest a little more, did I really just die or is it just a dream?

Ugh, and to make matters worse, I don't know how the boys are doing, how the pair of toxic lovebirds are going to take it... I hope they don't come to the hospital.

The last thing I want to see is that vandal and his little girlfriend who looks like his boyfriend, or whatever Golden thinks he is... I wanna sleep... but the radio won't let me and, wait... since when do hospitals allow you to bring radios?

I opened one of my eyes, the wall was not as white as the first time I woke up in bed, besides... isn't that my?!:

-Shit!- I jumped up seeing that right now I was in my house, right in my own room, as if minutes before I was involved in a car accident for running away with the investigation folders.

This is impossible... I know we had an impact, I remember everything perfectly.

I had to check the time and I realized that it was 7:35 A.M., then notice the calendar attached to the wall, wasn't it Monday?:

-... Tuesday- this is the strangest thing I've ever experienced, I know what happened, I'm not going crazy, am I?

I know Abby tried to choke me, I remember Maggie's blows, the wounds all sore, and... right now I don't feel pain!

What the fuck is going on today? Why does it seem like it was just a dream?! I:

-Freddy? Did you wake up?-And out of nowhere my mother was behind the door... just what I needed:

-Yeah, yeah. Come in, mom- she opened the door slowly and when she saw me, she smiled, ran to the bed, and gave me a big hug burying her face in my shoulder... isn't she supposed to be upset with me?:

-please forgive me, honey. I didn't want to yell at you, I overreacted and... oh, my baby's fine, seriously he's all fine-

-Is everything... fine?-

-I promise I'll respect all your decisions, my dear, I'm not going to bother you anymore, okay?- Okay, this is not my mom:

-but... not related to that establishment- and that IS my mom.

What matters to me now is everything that happened yesterday... and I know I didn't forget it completely, I remember everything perfectly, and... THE BOX!

YEAH, I still have the box right? Fred has to know what happened yesterday, only he could tell me the truth right now:

-emm mama, you think you can get the box out of my backpack? It's been there since yesterday and-

-a box? Sweetie, yesterday you didn't have any box in your hand... couldn't be part of your dream? -What? Of course not, Mai and Puppet gave it to me over the weekend and I can talk to Fred with it, it's nothing from my imagination:

-It doesn't matter honey, I came to tell you that breakfast is ready so you get dressed and I'll wait for you in the kitchen, okay? I love you so much- this is already scary, mom doesn't say "darling" or "honey" to me that often, I'm not going to ask why she calls me that way, but it's awkward.