Full Moon Curse (by Dream) novel Chapter 75

Chapter 75

“Do you remember the events of that night.” She asks, watching my every movement. I wouldn’t be surprised if she notes that my hair moved slightly when she asked me a question. I just nod, leaning gently back in my bed, I’m on pain medicine, but it still hurts a bit. “Okay. Do you know about your mom?” She asks and I close my eyes as I feel a tear float down my cheek. She’s the first person to bring up my mom. The first person who decided I had a right to know about it. I can’t say I’m mad at them, honestly, I understand. I guess I just wanted someone

to confirm it.

The fact that she wanted me to know, makes me feel a certain way about her. I cough, trying to clear my throat to help me find my voice. I’ll tell her one time what happened. “Are you going to tell anyone what I say?” I whisper, my throat being dry from not talking. She looks surprised, “Only if you want me to. Otherwise, what you say is between us.” She answers and I nod. “I want you to tell them, I can’t.” I say and she nods.

“I know my mom’s dead, I saw her. I had her blood on my hands.” I look up at the ceiling, willing my tears not to fall. Once I’ve controlled myself, I look back at her, “It was my father, and it was all my fault.” I finally admit that all of this is my fault. I’ve added the pieces and it all makes sense now. She looks at me surprised, “Why would you say that? Why do you think this is your fault?” She asks, putting her hand on mine for comfort.

I stare at her for a minute before answering, “Because I took off the necklace. He said that my mom had hidden me from him for eighteen years. And when my mom found out about the necklace, she went crazy. We were going to leave in the morning, because she was so scared. The necklace is what kept us hidden and I took it off, it must have led him to us. It’s my fault she’s dead. It’s my fault I’m in here.” I tell her, looking away from her.

She sighs, “Did you know, if you took off the necklace, what would happen?” She asks me, and I shake my head. “Then, you couldn’t have prevented this sweetheart. This isn’t your fault.” She says and I close my eyes again, still not able to handle that name. “Please don’t call me that.” I say and she looks at me confused. “Sweetheart, please don’t call me that.” I tell her again and she nods.

We sit in the room, with her trying to get more information and I’d answer her questions. I still don’t believe this isn’t my fault. My mom may have not told me the reason, but I knew to never take it off. Maybe, if I had told her sooner that my necklace broke, we would have been long gone by time he found us. Now we’ll never know, and I led my mom to her death, because I didn’t want to tell her my necklace broke.

I stopped paying attention to her a while ago and decide to interrupt her. “Look, I’m really tired. I’m going to take a nap. Thank you, for your help. I’m sure I’ll be seeing you again.” I say, turning over slowly away from her and closing my eyes. I know my answers won’t satisfy her, and she’ll want to see me again. She said something about putting me on anxiety and depression meds and left my room, leaving me alone for the first time since I’ve woken up. I eventually fall asleep, even with my mind running in fifty directions.

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