“What do you mean?” the old lady questioned
“We need to leave, please do not ask questions because I know they will hurt you if I leave you behind,”
Ana stood perplexed watching as I packed our bags, she held a sleeping Daryl in her arms while I cleared the house,
“Laine, whatever it is you feel is after you will not stop until it catches up with this innocent baby,”
“That is why we need to move immediately,”
As I loaded our bags into the trunk of my car, I noticed Ana pulling her baggage back into the house,
“No, stop, what are you doing we have to leave now!” I yelled, trying to pull her with me; however, she pulled away.
Daryl was already safely tucked in the car, while we conversed,
“Ana, please you have to come with us, I cannot leave you behind,” I implored because I knew they were coming, they were here to take my son. My Father finally found me.
“I am too old to run Laine, go while I cover for you please you have no time…” she insisted, causing my heart to ache further,
How do I live with myself knowing I caused the death of an innocent woman, a woman who loved and accepted me and my child as her own?
My pleas were to no avail as Ana regardless declined to join me, instead she handed me a wooden box as a gift and begged me to only open it when I was certain that we were safe.
With tears in my eyes, I drove away, having one last glance at Ana before disappearing from the street.
All through the night I drove non-stop not even for a piss until we were out of town, I prayed continuously to the God of Ana constantly making the cross sign she taught me in these years, praying and seeking for my child’s safety.
A Lycan never dismisses a grudge, especially not one with an ego like my Father, I knew he would not stop until he had found us. I only hoped my Mother was faring fine.
I drove for two more hours until the next town before stopping for gas and also to rest, my baby had been crying non-stop for thirty minutes and I understood he needed to take a warm bath.
I was lucky to find an accommodating motel in the early hours of the morning.
“The only available rooms are the executives, and they are freaking expensive miss, I don’t think you can afford that,” the receptionist, who is a bald aged man with brown broken set of teeth explains, eyeing me and my wailing baby intently,
“How much for it?”
“Only twenty-five dollars per night,”
I quickly paid the money and the old hag sat there rechecking the amount to see if complete. My baby needs a bath fucker! I almost yelled at the fat man.
“I’ll get you a key,” he murmurs as if disappointed that I could afford the bill. Fucking idiot.
A little boy of ten ushered me to the room I’d be staying, and of course, it was not worth the money paid for it, but at this point was all I required.
I shut and locked the door before quickly undressing Daryl and me, luckily the bathroom had hot water.
My baby and I required a hot bath, as I soaked in the bathtub I laid him on my chest so he could feed from my breast,
After a long soak, I stepped out before dressing my baby, the journey must have taken a toll on him as he plunged into darkness instantly.
I tried communicating with Ana, but the landline was not connecting, water streamed down my face as memories of Ana flooded my mind,
She was the only person who treated me nicely and made me forget my worries, and now she might be dead because of me.
Shortly after, I also drifted into the dark abyss as I relived the only moment in my life when I was truly happy, back in the arms of the man who blessed me with my baby and made me a Mother.
“Wake up baby….” a familiar voice calls out to me, I blink open to see his charming smile staring back at me,
“Derick? You are here,” My voice a whisper as I glanced around, he nodded at me,
“Then this must be a dream,” I let out,
He held my hand in his as he led me into a room with only two chairs placed in the middle, we sat facing each other,
“You look so beautiful,” he complimented with a half smile,
“Where are you? Please come to us… Daryl and I need you,” I sobbed,
“I am always close, you just don’t see me…” his words disturbed me, yet I shoved it off knowing this was only a dream,
He was dressed in solely white pants without a shirt exposing his perfectly tanned chest, it reminded me of the blissful night we spent together in Paris.
“I would do anything to go back to that night in Paris…” I found myself saying, I heard him chuckle, and then his fingers grazed my cheek making me wonder how he got so close, sigh.
“I also think of that night Elaine, I wish I could go back and make things right….”
“Then find us please…. or maybe you could tell me how to locate you please I am so scared, I don’t want any harm to befall my innocent child.” I implored, yet he could only shake his head at me,
“It is too late,”
“What do you mean?” I asked confused and desperate,
“The gift is your key, unlock it… The gift is your key, unlock it…” These were his last words before disappearing.
“Derick! Derick, please come back, Derick!!!” I continued wailing until I was awakened by a loud noise from outside my door, sweat trickling down my body as I tried to catch my breath.
My gaze moved to my baby who was still fast asleep beside me,
The loud banging on the door went on, causing my heartbeat to inflate. Maybe my Father’s men already found me?