"You are my life, you are everything." She yells. I roll my eyes and drop my head against the window. I should have pushed to drive, she's drunk. Not that that's unusual.
"She thinks this is how she shows she cares?" Atem asks me. I shrug. I don't really want to answer. I'm more embarrassed than anything. I'd grown immune to her words, the guilt trips the false hope that tomorrow will be different... better.
"I guess." I sigh.
Mom's sloppy hands press against the horn "do you want me to crash this car?" she demands.
"She's not serious?" Atem asks me.
I shrug "wouldn't be the first."
"What!" Atem exclaims. "You could get hurt."
"I don't care." I grumble back. I hide my face against the window.
"Nuni!" He exclaims, his hand brushing against me "you can't be serious."
"As long as I don't react, she won't do anything." I assure him.
"but..." Atem slides a dangerous look at her. "She's not sane."
"Been that way for awhile now." I tell him "nothing new."
"Nuni." He pleads with me.
"it's fine, Atem, she's not gonna do anything." I'm honestly not sure if she is, it's really a toss up with her. is she drunk enough? Upset enough? Angry enough? Who knows, lets find out.
"I won't let her hurt you." Atem grabs my hand and I swear I can actually feel him. he reaches for her too. Placing his hand on her forehead, her eyes go vacant but her hands stay on the whell and car slows a few notches.
"What did you do?" I whisper unsure if I should be amazed or angry. I mean, she's still my mom... I guess.
"I put her mind in another place, she's on a beach drinking to her hearts content while her body remains here and her memories of driving take over." He explains but he sounds exhausted.
"Are you okay?" I ask him as he slumps over the seat.
"I'm... fine..." he pants "I just need to recuperate inside the puzzle, I'll see you soon, Nuni, you will get home safely."
"Wait." I try to grab him but it doesn't feel the same as before. "You're okay, right?" I demand. He smiles tiredly and nods.
"Yes Nuni. I am perfectly fine, it just takes a lot of energy is all." He slips down and then he is gone. The puzzle glows as it receives him. I hold it close to me and enjoy the quiet ride home.
"Thank you, Atem." I whisper into the puzzle.
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If Atem Lived in my Head
FanfictionNuni is all but a slave in her own home. On a trip to Egypt she uncovers a peculiar pendant and finds a handsome and some what frightening spirit within it. Nuni doesn't know why this puzzle has "chosen her" but her life can change... if she lets i...
