This Is Who I Really Am

Chapter Three

I was putting on my shirt when I realized the long stitching that runs from my hip bone to right below my bra. "Mom!" I call. It was foggy, the dream overpowered most of my memories and I still find it hard to remember what has actually happened, especially, since this wasn't here in my dream. "Yeah, sweetie?" She asks. She seemed confused since I haven't spoken to her much in the past month. She came into my room as I finished getting ready. "What happened to my side again?" I ask, casually. I slide on my boots as I wait for her answer. "You don't remember?" She asks. "It's becoming foggy." It is technically true. She sat on my bed, as if bracing herself. "Well, a few months ago you and Lacey were climbing trees and you fell, hit your head aswell. You were in a coma for quite awhile and when you finally woke up you always talked about weird things that have never happened to you....Anything ring a bell?" She asks. I nod my head, even though I remember none of this. "Thanks, mum." I smile, even though it made me feel even more confused. What if none of it was real? She stood up to leave when I made her stop, "wait, mum, can I have kids?" I ask randomly. She looks at me and laughs, "If you want to, I guess." I wanted to roll my eyes but I did not. "No, did the injury affect that?" I ask. "I don't think so.." She trails off before leaving. I think I scared her. To be fair I have a reason to ask these questions. When I was dressed and ready, and when Elliot found his left shoe, we got our trunks and apparated. I almost had a heart attack when she apparated us. I thought she was muggle and trust me, it's a good thing Elliot understood as he shooshed me and held on to me tighter.

An: sorry it's kinda boring. I'm trying to not randomly jump into my story. Oops. Thanks for reading and voting! :)