~ Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of suffering. ~
Emaline Throndsone
"I want to go home." I told her time and time again, and she kept replying to me by saying,"You can't go home. Your family doesn't remember. You're one of us now."
I didn't understand any words that were coming out of her mouth, nor did I want to. I was currently in the dining room with Elizabeth and Brielle. Brielle wasn't paying attention and didn't want anything to do with me, whereas in contrast, Elizabeth was all involved with what was going on in my mind. I've been here for hours as Elizabeth explained the situation over and over again. Brielle came back in the house from wherever she was, as Elizabeth was explaining, and she acted as the witness to all the things Elizabeth was telling me
"Elizabeth, how can you not understand? I just want to go home." I burst into tears for the third time, not understanding why I had to be here or even stay here for three years, for no reason. They were kidnapping me. Right? Brielle soon stood up from the couch and took my hand as Elizabeth was trying to soothe me.
"Exactly. What are you doing?" Elizabeth asked as Brielle swiftly took me out of the house
"She wants to go home. Let's take her then." With that being said, she took me to a car and put me in the driver's seat. Elizabeth was not far from following
I sat in the passenger seat as I tried to calm down my sobs. It was silent in the car, but they seemed to know what they were doing, and I was the odd one out. "Where are we going?" I asked after a few hours of endless driving
"Home. Where else." Brielle answered me with a mimicking tone that somehow made me feel stupid and out of place
We drove for a few more hours before we got to the blue familiar house. I was so excited, yet at the same time, something about the situation wasn't leaving me at ease.
"Oh, so now we're getting cold feet now?" Brielle asked, seeing my hesitation and the need to be ordered or allowed to even leave the car
"Elizabeth, shut up and find a hobby. You're annoying me." Brielle said that out of nowhere, and I couldn't help but think their crazy and it gave me some sort of motivation to get out of the car, and so I did
I walked up to the familiar front door of the familiar place and knocked on the door lightly. I waited a few moments and didn't get an answer. I knocked the second time, and I heard shuffling in the background, and soon my mother came into view opening the door.
"Hi, mom, I missed you so much. There's these people trying to -" I hugged her, but she cut off my talking by pushing her body away from me
"Okay, I don't even know you, and you have the wrong mom. I don't have any kids. Please leave." My world stopped for a moment in my head, and I couldn't believe the words that came out of her mouth.My heart broke in that instant. She actually didn't remember me
"What?" I asked her, unsure of what she was saying was just my hearing or that it actually occurred
"I will call the cops." She told me as she backed away from the door
"No, no, no, it's me. Your only daughter Emaline and we went as a family on vacation the other week with your son and dad, your husband." I started to tear up again as I said those words, but I couldn't help trying to make her know me
"Whose at the door, honey?" A deep voice asked as a buffed man came into view, and It wasn't my father
"Just a lost girl who thinks I'm her mother and I have son." My mother told him, and he laughed as if this was a sick joke a teenager would make to get more followers on YouTube
"Look, kid, you've got the wrong house and definitely the wrong person. Go home." The man told me, triggering my rears to flow on my face
They closed the door on me before I could say anything else. "But this is home." I mumbled and broke down on the doorstep for a few moments, and soon Brielle came and looked at me without saying a word as if she was waiting for me to admit that I was wrong and they were right
Instead of saying anything, I stood up and trailed behind her to get into the car. As soon as I got in the car, I broke down completely. My heart hurt physically, and I couldn't bear it. They were actually right they didn't remember me. I was actually going to have to stay three years with them, and the only loved ones that I knew didn't even know me. After crying halfway through the trip, I wiped my tears, and no word was said as I sat there with my thoughts
"Are we feeling better now?" Brielle asked as she pitied my reaction and how I was handling the already told news
I didn't answer her, and she didn't push for an answer from me. All she said was ,"Get your emotions together. You'll be fine." Brielle told me
Author's note
Sorry for the hold up on this chapter my lovely readers but heads up I won't be able to post within 2 to 3 days as usual, trying to keep you guys invested by writing something audience capturing plus I'm starting my finals next week and I won't be able to give it as much time. Love that you're still reading. Please vote and comment. I would love to know your input. Other than that
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