Death is Only the Beginning to Salvation

CHAPTER 4: Mother?

The cast is like a snake, closing in around my arm and tightening with every movement. I bet my arm is sweaty. Being closed in like this is making me agitated, I can't stand sitting around for so long. I pull on a shirt and some pants the doctor was kind enough to bring me. The floor is extremely cold, my bare feet are frozen. My first steps are a little shaky but I soon get the hang of it.

One, two, three, four, I count each step. Using the walls to hold me up, five, six, seven, eight, the hallway is long and I can her the groins of an old women in the next room. I squeeze my eyes shut, i regret this, I need to go back, I turn around and head back to my room. "Alex," a woman gasps behind me.

I turn around and see a woman dressed in fancy clothing, her make up done perfectly, all in all she is the definition of rich and beautiful. "Alex, oh my, is that really you," tears form in her eyes and she hold her hands over her mouth.

"I'm sorry who are you, do I know you," thoughts race through my mind, should I know her, who is she. "Oh my poor baby, I didn't believe them when they said you lost your memory, I swear, oh my poor baby," she walks up to me and hugs me, her tears seeping through my shirt. I push her off,

"Excuse me but I don't know you and I don't really think I want to know you," the words that came out my mouth were so hateful, so mean, but I couldn't help the anger I felt for this woman infant of me. Tears stream down her face,

"It's me, your mother."

"My mother," I whisper. "Yes, I am your mother, I have missed you so much, the hospital contacted me and told me you were here," she smiles at me. Why is she smiling, why do I resent her, if she really was my mother than why didn't she immediately come for me five days ago.

"I am taking you home tonight sweetie, so come on I will help you get your things, lets go," she walks down to my room, her heels clicking against the marble floor. I can;t help but stare at her in disbelief. There is this little voice in my head screaming at her, this voice sounds like me, and right when I reach out to it, to understand what it is saying....it stops.

Shaking my head I walk down to my room and see her going through everything, looking for any of my possessions. I lean against the door frame and watch her. "I don't have anything that belongs to me, nothing but the clothes I am wearing now," she looks embarrassed and sad, "oh um, right, well shall we go then," she walks up to me with her arm out.

I roll my eyes and walk out to the elevators. She pushes the first floor button once we are in. "So, I have a few people who would like to meet you," she smiles at me, of course I don't give her one back. Why should I be happy, I don't know who I am and she suspects me to be happy by surrounding me with strangers.

So inconsiderate.

She walks me out to a very expensive looking car. It was gray and white. I am not going to lie, I was shocked and extremely jealous, but I made sure to hide that emotion. She seemed to notice anyways and smirks, "beautiful isn't it, your...um step father has given it to me for our anniversary."

Step father? What about my real father? "Where is my biological father," I question her out loud. Her smile turns into a frown, "he is dead dear," again that voice comes back screaming and I clutch my head in pain. My 'mother' runs up to me and keeps asking me what wrong.

I can hear the voice more clearly now, "Come here!" crashing of glass and screaming fills my head, and the face of a man comes into view, "not dead!" the voice screams out "not dead!"

I fall to the ground crying in pain. The woman trying to pull me back up. Everything goes quiet again.

"What happened are you okay, come on sweetie before someone sees," she pulls me up and walks me over to the car, getting me in and shutting the door as she makes her way to the drivers side.

What did I just see, what does it mean? I fall asleep a few hours into the drive. That same darkness numbing my mind, and I can't help but fear it.

SHORT I KNOW AND I AM DEEPLY SORRY. SO YOU HAVE HEARD, ALEX HAS MET A FANCY WOMAN WHO CLAIMS TO BE HER MOM, OH THE THINGS ALEX HAS TO GO THROUGH, PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT BC YOUR OPINION MATTERS, NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE PUBLISHED SOON MY LOVELY TWINKIES...I AM SO SORRY I WILL NEVER CALL YOU THAT AGAIN, SOUNDED MUCH BETTER IN MY HEAD, BTW PICTURE IS OF THE OH SO FANCY CAR TO GO WITH THE OH SO FANCY LADY!