Forbidden Love

IX part 1- 2013, 27 years later (Melina's POV)

"I can go." I said as I grabbed the car keys out of my mothers hand. She looked at me shockingly. I closed the garage door and I heard her yell, "Thanks!" sarcastically. I rolled my eyes. I backed the car out of the driveway and headed to the grocery store. I texted my mom and dad to tell me everything to get. When she responded, she sent me a huge list. I didn't volunteer to get a life supply of food, I just wanted to get a FEW things. I pulled into the parking lot. Parallel parking was one of my biggest weaknesses, and I may have gotten in a few accidents because of it in my life time...anyways... I walked inside. The first place I went was the fruit section, and I grabbed a batch of strawberries and blueberries. My mother makes the best smoothies, I tell you. I also grabbed some mangos and bananas. I walked into every section of the store and, well, might of went just a little bit crazy. I started to walk around the corner and I ran into a man. "Oh my, are you alright madam?" He helped me pick up the food I dropped. He looked old, probably in his 40s at least, and he had a rich french accent. "It's okay, are you from France?" I asked. He laughed. "Why yes I am." I finished picking up my food and said, "What's your name?" He got off of his phone. "Pier." He answered. "Oh, sounds french." I laughed. "I better get back to my shopping. Good day, mademoiselle." He walked off and went through the cereal aisle. "Huh." I said, chuckling. I continued shopping, and I began to feel nauseous. I started to see things I wouldn't normally see, like black dots. I started to hallucinate, and began seeing images that weren't really there. I then fell to the ground, and everything went black.

***

I woke up in a hospital bed. The man I ran into at the store, what's his name...right, Pier, was there by the bed. He saw me open my eyes, and got excited. "Oh my, are you alright?" He asked. I rubbed my eyes. "What happened?" I asked softly. "You fainted...in the store. They called your parents, they should be on their way. I just wanted to make sure you were alright." I then saw my parents storm in. "My baby, oh. Not this again!" My mother yelled loudly. My father looked at the man that was with me. "And who are you?"
"I'm sorry, I was in the grocery store and she just fainted. I wanted to make sure she was alright." My father looked ashamed of himself. "Oh my, I'm sorry. Thank you for helping her." My father shakes his hand. "Gregory, Gregory Jackson." Pier's face went bright white. He looked as if he was about to faint as well. He stuttered, "Uh- oh, I'm Pier." He said. My mother looked at him with horror. She then ran out. "Mom?" I yelled. "I should go check on her." My father said, running after her. "What was that about?" I asked Pier. He swallowed. "Uh-, I don't know, madam." He said, rubbing the back of his neck. My mother and father came back in. "You okay, mom?" I asked. She came over and hugged me. "Everything is fine." She turned towards Pier. She looked nervous. "Thank you." She paused. "Pier, that's your name?" She shakes his hand. "Yes. And you?" He asks. "Sherrie... Sherrie Goodson. I mean. Jackson... Sherrie Jackson." She quickly removes her hand from his. "Sherrie," Pier says. "May I talk to you outside?"