Full Moon Curse (by Dream) novel Chapter 157

Chapter 157

When I open my eyes all I see is white. Where that hell am I?

I spin around and still see nothing but white, as I stand here in the middle of nowhere… no, middle of nothing.” Liam?’ I try to talk to him, through my mind, but all I get is silence.

‘Leah?’ I ask next, hoping I’m not completely alone. ‘I’m here, Amy.’ I let out a breath of relief. ‘Where is here?’ I ask her, hoping she’ll understand this better than me. She sighs, ‘I… I’m not sure.’

I swallow, then look around again, before I start walking. There’s nothing to base my movements on so I just walk, hoping to find anything.

The pain in my side is gone and to my surprise for the first time in forever, my body feels… Healthy? Goddess, I don’t think I even felt this way when I was younger.

My footsteps stop. ‘Amy?’ Leah questions why I stopped, clearly our communications are not as good here, since she can’t just read my thoughts.

‘I feel free.’ I tell her and she whimpers, clearly understanding now. Feeling this way, could only mean one thing. No!

“No!” I scream into the void, for anyone to hear me. “No!” I scream again. This can’t be happening.

He stabbed me. He stabbed me with silver. He killed me!

“Oh, Sweetheart.” A voice comes from behind me, and I nearly fall to my knees. I turn around quickly seeing my mom and running to her. Her arms stretched wide, and she latches onto the the second I’m in them.

A sob tears from my throat, “Mom?” I ask, begging for this to be real. She sniffles and nods her head into my hair. “Oh, Sweetheart. I’m so sorry.”

I look up into her eyes, tears filling my vision. “No, mom. This is a mistake. I can’t be here. I have to get home. To Liam and Griffon and Heather, my friends. They need me. I can’t be here!” I beg letting go of her and taking a step back.

She looks at me sadly. “It’s already happened, Sweetheart.” She says in the sweet motherly tone, but I won’t accept that.

“No! Take me to the Goddess. To anyone who can help me.” I beg my mom. She looks at me like she doesn’t recognize me, then nods her head, motioning for me to follow her.

I follow her into the plains of white nothingness, for a minute before she speaks. “My grand babies are really something. So, sweet and strong. They’re going to be a force to reckon with once they get older.” She says smiling softly at her feet. I smile, “They’re great. Couldn’t have asked for better kids.” I tell her and she sighs looking over at me. “I always said the same thing about you. You were always the perfect child. I wouldn’t have changed a thing.” She says, looking into the distance as if she’s reminiscing.

I look at her, “Why didn’t you tell me?” I ask her, hopefully, finally going to get an answer. She sighs, “There were many reasons that I told myself I didn’t tell you, but once I got here, I realized they weren’t fully the truth. My biggest reason was because I was ashamed. Ashamed of everything that happened, of what it meant for you, of not telling you for so long. I’ll never be able to apologize enough for all the pain I caused you.” She says looking away.

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I look in the other direction, realizing I might not want all the answers. I look around, “How can you tell where we’re going? All I see is white? Is it because you’re an experienced ghost?” I chuckle a little at my own stupidity, but when I look up at my mom she stops walking and is looking at me strangely.

I stop walking to, “What?” I ask softly, slightly worried I offended her. She watches me then looks around. “You only see white?” She asks and I nod.

Then she grabs my arm and starts walking faster. I keep pace, “What’s going on, mom?” I ask and she glances back at me. “This place is filled with buildings and houses and parks, everything anyone could dream up is here. They’re people all around us. You should be able to see all of it.” She explains, still practically running.

I look around again, just to be sure that I don’t see any of that and I definitely do not. The only thing I can see is my mother, who’s trying to rip my arm off.

What does that mean?

I allow my mom to drag me to where she wants and finally, we stop.

All I see is white for a good minute, as my mom starts to float in the air. Then, stairs start forming before my eyes, it’s like they’re made of clouds, and I just watch as they stretch further into the sky of white.

I realize now my mom has already started climbing them, so I take a tentative step forward, pressing against the cloud and making sure I don’t fall through.

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