Catch My Heart {Danielle Bregoli}

Sixteen

It's been two days since i was discharged from the hospital. Gosh was that a journey and half and i didn't even move from my bed. Although i was highly convinced i did.

"Hey hun do you need anything?" My mom asked while walking into my bedroom, where i laid on the bed. "No i'm ok thank you" I said while slowly pulling myself to lean against the wooden head board.

"So i've been doing some thinking. Me and you haven't been on the best terms well that was before the accident. Because of how much of an unstable mom i am." She started. I placed my hand on her arm as she sat down beside me on the edge of the bed.

"You're not an unstable mom what're you talking about?" I questioned. It's been hard for me too remember things since the accident i mean i'm still convinced i ran away and had sec with an older guy.

"We used to fight all the time. I would leave you alone till god knows what time only thinking about myself. I was so god damn selfish and i wish i could change it all. So maybe it's for the best if we do some form of counselling. To get us back on track huh" She shot me a smile.

"If that's what you thinks best. What type of counselling?" I asked while taking a sip of my ice tea.

"Well after the incident happened. You mentioned something about a guy named Dr Phil. I googled him and turns out he helps people in need. Especially mothers and daughters" My eyes widened as she said this. Bringing back all types of memories.

Dr. Phil.

"I've already been on their mom, so have you" I said. "No we haven't. What makes you think that?" She answered while tilting her head to the side. "Remember. Before. I'm not sure what happened but i got famous from it. Didn't i?"

"No?"

My face dropped at the thought. Everything was a dream that's becoming reality. What am i supposed to do?

I needed to get out of her. I swung my legs of the end of the bed avoiding hitting my mom and made my way towards my bedroom door.

"Is this a prank?" I asked sternly looking at her in the eyes. "No Danielle. Considering what's just happened you'd really think i'd lie to you. At a time like this" She stood up with frustration across her face.

"I don't know. I don't know what to believe" i brushed my hand through my dark red locks. My hair's naturally brown. Why was my hair red.

"Listen. you just need to chill. get back in to bed everything will be sorted i promise. I'm going to contact the Dr Phil show and get everything sorted" She kissed my forehead and then walked out of the room, closing the door behind her.

What the actual fuck is going on?