Waiting Mate

Chapter 10: Where's the bright side?

  

       HI EVERYONE!!!!

HERE IS THE NEXT CHAPTER OF WAITING MATE!!!

GIVE THANKS TO PATRICIA003!!!!

BECAUSE OF HER I TOOK EXTRA TIME AND MADE THIS CHAPTER!!!!

THIS CHAPTER IS DETICATED TO HER!!!

HOPE YOU ENJOY!!!

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 FLORA'S (P.O.V)

“Mommy? Mommy where are you? Mommy?” Danny I’m right here. I wave my hand right in front of his face expecting him to see it so he would stop being scared. He big brown eyes start to swell and it made my heart cringe at the sight. Danny started yelling for me everywhere in the house and I follow him as he rans on his small legs to each room unable to see me. I try everything I imagine for him to see me but he goes and searches.

Danny stops in front of my room where he first started looking for me again. But when he opens the door all he sees is my empty room. Clean to where you could believe no one ever live in that very same room. My bed was made like I had done the day before and my desk was clean as I loved to keep it. With a few books on the selves where I kept Danny's story books. My computer was off and everything seemed in it place. My curtains on my window were down not letting the rays from the sun enter. It made the room dark and scary, but I could see my room perfectly. Unlike Danny who turned the switch on only to turn it back off once he saw I was no where in the room.

Whimpers were slowly let out and my tears started to fall. For the whimpers were not my own, but Danny’s. His tears had long started to fall before my own and his lower lip was quivering uncontrollable. Danny shut his eyes together and shaked his head back and forward, as he did not want to believe it. I had no idea it was happen but I could hear his thoughts as he ran to the farest wall next to the computer where he sat crying, holding himself and the entire time my heart was breaking. (Where did my mommy go?) (Why did she leave me?) (Did Danny do something wrong?) (I want my mommy!) (Mommy!) (Mommy come back!) (Don't leave Danny!) (Don't leave me Mommy!)

His thoughts were too much they were breaking me in half.  He hugged his little legs harder to his chest as he cried deeper than before. My heart was breaking at his thoughts and at his sight. His sobs seemed to echo in my head.  My poor little baby Danny why can’t you see that I’m right in front of you. Why can’t you see me!