(After a long drive they found a small house. After checking they decided to spend the night or more there)
(As she puts down half of their boxes, Elisa notices something)
-Mom...? You're okay...?(She said, looking at her better)
-Yeah....?Why...?
-It feels like you're burning....
-Why do you think that...? (She said, looking at herself)
-Mom, you're sweating a lot and you're red... (She said as she moved closer to her)
-Do you have a fever....?(She said, touching her forehead)
(Her mother pushes her away, Elisa had never seen her mother so upset)
Her mother pushes her away, Elisa had never seen her mother so upset)
-Okay... Sorry... (Elisa said, raising her hands to the sky as she stepped back)
-I am good... It's the road that made me tired....(she said as she sat down in the corner of the room)
(Elisa carry Zoey who is starting to fall asleep. She's looking at this mom in bad shape)
-Go to sleep... I'll take your round....
(Her mother didn't look at her and ended up falling asleep)
-Here we go.... (She said as she set Zoey down on the couch. She kneels down and puts a lock of hair back in place, she finally gets up and goes outside the front of the house to get some fresh air)
(a small cat appears in front of her)
-Hey you.... What are you doing there...? (She kneels down for him stroked the back but when the cat turns the other way he has huge hole with maggots in it)
-What the...(She said as she stood up)
(The cat leaves, Elisa looks at him before going home)
(When she got home she saw her mother sitting asleep, she saw a wire hanging on her wrist but didn't pay much attention)
(She ends up falling asleep on the couch)
The next morning Elisa wakes up to hear whispers, she opens her eyes and sees her mother whispering with Zoey, His condition had worsened)
-Mom...? (She said as she walk to her)
-Elisa.... (Mother replies weakly, holding out her hand)
-What's the matter with you....?
-I thought I was dead in the night...(She says with difficulty, her lips are chapped so much)
-What...?Why you have to die in the night...(Elisa asks, starting to worry)
-I'm not well, Elisa...You've seen it...(she said with a smile)
-No... No.. You're going to get better... You just have to drink a little... (Elisa said, desperately searching for a bottle of water)
-Elisa..... Stop...
(Elisa is still looking for a bottle)
-Look at me...
(Elisa has no choice but to look at it)
(She show her a bite on the neck, Elisa doesn't speak anymore, looking at the wound carefully)
-One of those things... He was on the couch I didn't have time. He bit me...
(Elisa whispers "no" hundreds of times)
-Hey... You had nothing to do with it... (She said, touching his cheek)
-Why I had to let you go...The only time that... That....(She's having a hard time finishing these sentences)
-Why don't you tell me...?
-And see you sad for my last moments....? I couldn't.... (She says as she starts crying)
-Mom....
-My two angels...(She said, savoring every last minute)
-I'm not afraid to let you...You're going to protect her, meet people... Life for us... All right...?
(Unable to speak, she nods yes)
-I... I wrote a letter... (She said, trying to pull it out with the last of her strength)
(Elisa holds it but doesn't want to look at the letter)
-Read it when you feel ready... Okay...
(Zoey hugs this mom not understanding the situation)
-Elisa... Do me a favor....
-Whatever you want..
-Don't let me be like them....
(Elisa expected anything but this. Having to shorten the suffering of her mother)
-Mom... I can't... Do that....
-You can do it.... Please.....(She hands him the knife)
(Elisa collapses, her mother takes her last breath surrounded by her family)
(A few minutes later, Elisa pulls Zoey away from the room, then returns to the room where she sits next to her mother, she hugs her, sticking her knife into her skull slowly, she collapses for hours)
(After a few hours, Zoey finally returns to the room where Elisa is still crying next to their mother's corpse. She approaches and looks at Elisa ominously)
(Elisa looks at her in tears trying to hide her sadness and then Zoey hugs her, Elisa makes no sound, crying silently)
(Elisa had placed a sheet on her mother's body, she couldn't carry it to bury it, she put the paint on it. She and Zoey stand in front staring at the white sheet for the last time)
(She ends up leaving everything behind she doesn't know where to go, France is too far without a car)
-It's you and me now.... (She said, looking at Zoey holding her hand)
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A Lost Orphan
FanfictionYou follow Elisa's story from the age of 11 to the age of 24, you will be with her in her sorrow as well as in her joy, in her love story and these fears...