The Return Of Elieen Prince (FanFic About Severus Snape and his mom)

Chapter 5:The Start Of The Long Journey

*****BACK TO ELIEEN*******

I arrived in Beverley Hills California to try and start a new life. Oh how I missed my son and how terrible I felt for leaving him behind. I longed for Severus but he was my motivation to start something new. To start a better life. I left him behind because I refuse to take him out of Hogwarts where he had all that he wanted and needed right there. He had some clothes, food, a bed, heat/AC, and education. When I arrived in the states I had nothing. I was sleeping under a bridge because I was so poor. It was the start of a long journey to a better life. I had no parents that could help me and my son out and no friends. My son was the only joy I had and I had no choice but to leave him behind. A few months went by and I was dying of starvation. The little money I had for food was running out. It was California so I couldn't afford a house or even an apartment. I couldn't even afford to stay at a hotel. I found myself out on the streets begging and I looked and felt completely stupid. I was NOT about to beg. I found myself stealing food, stealing clothes and even stealing bath products. I found myself sneaking into hotel showers to clean myself and keep up my hygiene. The times of the month were the worse. I found myself stealing a whole bunch of tampons to keep myself controlled. I was falling even more apart than getting closer together. I remembered that I had brought my guitar with me that I bought when I was back in Scotland and had some stable money. I had learned how to play guitar from my grandfather when I was about seven years old. I took out my guitar from its case in the bags I had and I thought this is my last hope to get anywhere. I even looked awful. I was all the way torn up. I didn't even look like myself. being homeless and starving and losing control of my body had taken its toll. It took me seventeen years to get anywhere. But finally I got somewhere. I had played my guitar in various places singing up to date songs hoping to get a little bit of coins or recognized by someone special. It took forever. I longed for my son more and more as years went by hoping that he didn't forget about me and he would be able to recognize me when and if I was able to return home. One day I was sitting by a lake playing my guitar singing Joe Purdy's song Mary when a man came up to me and told me I had a beautiful voice. I was pure alto and I thought I really sounded like trash. I haven't had any confidence or trust in myself since I had married Tobias. He broke me. And I shouldn't have let him do that but my stupid self did. And now I'm here in this situation away from my son, missing my son, praying for my son, crying every day and night for my son. I just pray that one day if I am able to return home to my son that he will be able to forgive me. Forgive me for missing out on all the important things in his life, forgive me for leaving him behind in the first place. Not taking him with me. I know he will not understand why even in adulthood but I just pray he can get past this when we meet again. I don't want to lose my son. I don't want to lose his trust his respect or his loyalty. I would die for my son and I ran away to make a better life for my beautiful son. I hope he's happy and not in misery. I miss my baby boy. A man came up to me this day and told me he wanted to give me a deal. "A record deal"? I asked him. "Yes a record deal your voice sounds great"! he said back to me. "Here's my card call me or come by the studio when your ready" he said and then walked off. I looked down at his business card and it read "Anthony Garden Bass Beats Studios". I was fully ready for this; anything to start making money and get back to my son. Or bring my baby boy here. This took seventeen years to fulfill. And all this time I've been longing for him, crying over him, praying that he's healthy and happy. Now its time to start moving.