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The Kidnappee Diary-- ChapterThree
I arrive to the party a few minutes late, but it doesn't seem as though anyone is there. I pull my phone out of my pocket and dial Luke's number.
"Hey beautiful, how are you?" He answers almost immediately.
"I'm okay, where are you?"
"Oh, yeah, I meant to call you earlier but I can't make it. I'm sorry baby girl"
"Its okay, I was just really hoping that I didn't have to be here alone." I whine softly.
"Well hey, I gotta go but call me when you get home alright?"
"Kay, talk to you later" I say as I hear him press the end button on his phone. "Well that didn't last long, at least there will be other people here." I knock on the door again and wait ten minutes. After no one answers I begin to turn around when I feel something hit me in the back of the head. I fall to the ground with a thud, I look up slowly, squinting trying to see, I can't make out much before a bag is placed over my head and I black out.
"Mommy, mommy!" I hear someone shout as I look around slowly. I'm standing next to my mother's hospital bed. "Mommy, mommy!" I hear again before I see a six-year-old me come running in the door.
"Honey," She says weakly "How many times have I asked you not to shout in the hospital?" She sits up slowly, the pain clearly visible on her face. "So many wires." I think to myself unable to look away.
My six year old self looks at the ground "Lots of times, mommy" she says in a hushed tone.
"Where is your sister?" she asks worriedly
"on her way up, I beat her again, mommy, I'm getting faster and faster everyday!" my younger self responds cheerfully. I see my mother smile, "oh how I miss her"
I think to myself. Just then the seven-year-old Scarlett walks in.
"Annebelle Scarlet Hellfire" our mom says still wearing her smile "I know daddy left after the doctors said I only had a little bit of time left so I need you to do me a favor, okay?"
"Sure, momma, anything" she says in a voice more mature than her own.
"When I go to sleep I need you to take care of Violet Marie, can you do that Annebelle? Can you do that for me?" She asks tears welling in her eyes.
"Yes, momma, I can do that, but your not going to sleep yet are you? Its lunch time, we were going to have lunch together today remember?" She asks in a hurried tone.
"Why don't you both go get an ice cream and we can talk when you guys get back" She says handing Scarlet a five dollar bill. Both of us smile and run out of the room quietly as a nurse walks in. That's when we hear the unmistakable flatline tone of the heart monitor. We both turn around with an urgency that shook us and run into the room yelling "Mommy!"
I wake up screaming, sweat running down my face. "Mom" I say quietly in a reminiscent tone, my eyes still closed tightly. I open my eyes slowly and take a look around all I am able to see is a single, low hanging light bulb that is dimly lit, flickering every few seconds. It takes me a minute to adjust to the poor lighting, I am now able to see a barred window that seems to be at the level of the ground outside, with a single red rose a little beyond it. In the corner there is a low table with a few misplaced items on it and a cobweb trying to make it stick to the wall, and beside the chair I am sitting in there is a twin sized mattress.
"Hey beautiful, how are you?" He answers almost immediately.
"I'm okay, where are you?"
"Oh, yeah, I meant to call you earlier but I can't make it. I'm sorry baby girl"
"Its okay, I was just really hoping that I didn't have to be here alone." I whine softly.
"Well hey, I gotta go but call me when you get home alright?"
"Kay, talk to you later" I say as I hear him press the end button on his phone. "Well that didn't last long, at least there will be other people here." I knock on the door again and wait ten minutes. After no one answers I begin to turn around when I feel something hit me in the back of the head. I fall to the ground with a thud, I look up slowly, squinting trying to see, I can't make out much before a bag is placed over my head and I black out.
"Mommy, mommy!" I hear someone shout as I look around slowly. I'm standing next to my mother's hospital bed. "Mommy, mommy!" I hear again before I see a six-year-old me come running in the door.
"Honey," She says weakly "How many times have I asked you not to shout in the hospital?" She sits up slowly, the pain clearly visible on her face. "So many wires." I think to myself unable to look away.
My six year old self looks at the ground "Lots of times, mommy" she says in a hushed tone.
"Where is your sister?" she asks worriedly
"on her way up, I beat her again, mommy, I'm getting faster and faster everyday!" my younger self responds cheerfully. I see my mother smile, "oh how I miss her"
I think to myself. Just then the seven-year-old Scarlett walks in.
"Annebelle Scarlet Hellfire" our mom says still wearing her smile "I know daddy left after the doctors said I only had a little bit of time left so I need you to do me a favor, okay?"
"Sure, momma, anything" she says in a voice more mature than her own.
"When I go to sleep I need you to take care of Violet Marie, can you do that Annebelle? Can you do that for me?" She asks tears welling in her eyes.
"Yes, momma, I can do that, but your not going to sleep yet are you? Its lunch time, we were going to have lunch together today remember?" She asks in a hurried tone.
"Why don't you both go get an ice cream and we can talk when you guys get back" She says handing Scarlet a five dollar bill. Both of us smile and run out of the room quietly as a nurse walks in. That's when we hear the unmistakable flatline tone of the heart monitor. We both turn around with an urgency that shook us and run into the room yelling "Mommy!"
I wake up screaming, sweat running down my face. "Mom" I say quietly in a reminiscent tone, my eyes still closed tightly. I open my eyes slowly and take a look around all I am able to see is a single, low hanging light bulb that is dimly lit, flickering every few seconds. It takes me a minute to adjust to the poor lighting, I am now able to see a barred window that seems to be at the level of the ground outside, with a single red rose a little beyond it. In the corner there is a low table with a few misplaced items on it and a cobweb trying to make it stick to the wall, and beside the chair I am sitting in there is a twin sized mattress.
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