H E A L I N G

Part 2

I couldn't just sit there with all my thoughts piling up. The more I tried to think and recall what happened to me, the more I winced in pain. I was in a battle with my brain it wanted me to sit back and be chill but for once I wanted to know what's up and put together the pieces omg omg omg SHERLOCK HOLMES TIME! Growing up I loved reading All the J.K. Rowling books and diary of a wimpy kid. I'd finish each book the day I got it, I wouldn't put them down until I finished just so I could go to the library the next day to borrow another. The recent book I was on was a mystery novel by Harry Markopolos called " No One Would Listen " where they explained just how they pulled off a scheme known as, Madoff Ponzi that no one could figure out.

I got up and walked to the bathroom looking into the mirror with shock, fear, confusion. All my emotions were put forth. I didn't exactly know what to feel as I looked at the marks on my neck...someone had choked me but why? Who? I put my hands onto the finger marks that were left as if I was choking my own self and stared in the mirror instantly my mind was in a haze. I remembered a tall, muscular figure running behind me but it was so dark I didn't know who that figure belonged to.

I shook my head to clear my mind and ran a bathe dropping my favorite bath bomb from Victoria Secret into the water as I sat down.

" Ahhh, so relaxing ", I said out loud smiling to myself but started to pout hearing my tummy growl. I looked down and gripped a good amount of fat " YOU SHALL HAVE A CHOCOLATE MUFFIN SOOON " I was surely craving a little muffin they are my favorite brand 😊😊☺️

After about twenty minutes I stood up with all the water dropping down my body and reached for my towel and was singing as I got dressed " Muffins in my tum tum there no place for love or hate! Just get in my big ol' belly ".

I was walking down the stairs happily but heard mumbling and hushed arguments. I stood near the corridor with my body invisible. But let's be honest I wasn't skinny but nor was I fat how invisible could I possibly be? I stopped with my ludicrous thoughts and cupped my ears listening intently.

" Is she okay? " I heard a deep voice almost raspy but not the kind that sounded like you got bronchitis.

" She's fine. I'm just happy she can't remember much from the night before "

My eyes widened, is that Claire?

" We need to keep this a secret nobody talk about around her. But seriously Axel, you left marks around my daughter's neck? You could've just knocked her out! Where you aiming to freaking kill her?! "

Dad? That couldn't have been my dad could it? Marks? My neck? Axel did this to my neck? Before I could listen to the rest tears welded up in my eyes and my ears started to ring loudly I quietly walked back up the stairs and shut my bedroom door as quiet as possible and held my hands to my ears trying to stop the ringing but fell asleep in the process with the only question left " why did he choke me? Is Axel the figure that was chasing me in the woods from the tiny memory I had in the bathroom? What is going on? ".

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I woke up to my dog, Duncan Cocoa Cola licking my face. Yes. I know, what a weird name for a dog. I rubbed the back of his ears and giggled " Are you aiming to kill me, too? " Duncan looked at me with his cute eyes and moved his head to the side almost like he was confused. He was the cutest mix of a schnauzer and husky, a schnusky. When I was ten my dad decided to cut off his tail I have no idea why but he was a tailless dog but still the best.

" Dinner's ready " I heard my dad yell from the bottom of the stairs.

I got up and Duncan followed me. Before I even entered the dining room i heard that same deep raspy voice and spinner around to see Axel playing Pubg on his phone " Hey, I see you're awake. "

I had no comment but rolled my eyes and kept on my path to the dinning room. The food looked delicious and it was my favorite. Jamaican. My father was Jamaican and my biological mother was Guyanese with a bit of Asian. Claire on the other hand, was Hispanic.

Axel joined us at the table and I was curious as to why he was even joining us for food but my mind told me it wasn't to check on me it was so they could poison me they just needed an extra pair of hands to carry my body. The extra few pounds was belly weight people!!

I was hesitant to eat, I started blushing. Just in case it was poisoned I rather die with my dog so I snuck a chicken leg and gave Duncan. Yeah, I probably seemed unfair maybe my dog wanted kids one day. Oh man...