Creepypasta - The Guardian Mother

16 | An enemy

Author's Note: Drawing doesn't belong nor was drawn to me. Rights to the original drawer

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I remembered drifting off to sleep in the car. But I don't remember the feeling of the car stopping. Then been dragged out the car and into a field of wheat, or what it seems to be wheat. The field was familiar but I couldn't remember where I had seen it.

I laid very still on the ground, my head pressed down on the rich soil smell. I opened and closed and opened my eyes, taking in the situation very slow. I looked around before getting up, trying to see anything else in my sight of view. Besides from the tall wheat grass, the sky was all I could see. The soft, cotton clouds were darkened and droopy, as if it was ready to rain: but it never did. I rolled from my stomach to my back, carefully yet contently gazing at the clouds. I didn't bother to sit up yet, there was something so intriguing yet mesmerising to look at.

"Darling..."

Hearing that voice, I instantly sat up. I was alert by the sweet gentle voice of a woman's voice. Although I was sitting up, I couldn't see much - the colossal wheat grass had towered over my sight. So I cautiously got up. Over the wheat grass, a woman stood in the middle of it all, like a queen leading an army to battle. To Ruby, she was far away: a dot standing with the wheat and the barn in the background. But the dot grew more; it extended into a stick with swaying arms and short sinuous hair-locks. Before Ruby knew, the dot had enlarged into a full body with humanoid features.

"There you are, darling." I couldn't believe it. I thought I might have been seeing things in my dreams, but I wasn't. I had dreamt of my mom the day I was taken. I'm dreaming of her again. Was it a coincidence that I was dreaming of her again just days after?

"I've been here before. I've dreamt about this," I muttered under my breath, continuing to stare at my mom in disbelief. "B-But it's different."

Mom raised an eyebrow, "I'm surprised you believe our last discussion was just a mere dream. Our last conversation may have been a dream but you also made a promise to me."

"Yes, I remember it. I can assure you mom, I'm keeping my guard up and not trusting anyone. Although I'm trying to gain their trust so I can understand what's going on," I tell her. She sighs and smiles at me. However, she seems worried too.

"C'mon, let's sit down," she gestures me to follow behind her. "There's a little picnic blanket not far from here." Before she could take a few steps away from me, I caught her wrist. I had a few curious questions which have been bothering me ever since our previous talk. She looked back at me without saying a word but she wasn't smiling anymore.

"Mom? I need to know some things about you. I need to know if you're alright, where you are and when are you coming back? Slenderman gave me some information saying that you had left the country to Europe on your business trip. But I don't think you've left the country," my mom's eyes dilated slightly, but it was clear to see.

"Darling, let's sit down about this before anything is spoken. Please," she pleaded. I clenched my jaw but I caved in. I nodded at her and followed her to the blanket. 

"To answer your previous questions," she said as we both sat down on the ground. "I have left the country and I'm currently in the UK. That night you were taken by Slenderman, I could sense a soul that worked under him. I presumed that he had sent one of his proxies to take me as well."