April's POV:
In the darkness, I saw a faint glow approaching me and slowly lighting up the place,It was her, My mother, I missed her so much, I have to thank Damian for killing me so now I'll be free from this dog eat dog world and now I can stay with my mother forever, I wanted to walk towards her but It felt like my leg was tightly tied to the floor, I could not move, I wanted to yell that this was not allowed, that I was supposed to be free after death, I'm I so much of a loser?, i'm a puppet that is being controlled even after death. "No you're not a loser, my dear child,infact I came here to rectify that, please be happy, do not associate with people who do not appreciate you or know your worth, I've been watching you and I must say I'm very disappointed in you, do not having a family mean you can be treated like trash, you're special and just so you know, this is my only chance to talk to you or any human, please don't take this for granted, promise me that you'll be happy." I was short of words, I just stared at her, it took me a long time to process all this info,then I heard a loud noise,as I listened attentively, I realized it was the sound of my 5:30 AM alarm…but why did it seem louder?, "oops, my time is up, I have to go back now, please promise me that you'll be happy", my mom said desperately as she streched her right hand forward, I quickly held her hand and said in an equally rushed tone "I promise", she pulled me into a tight embrace and we both cried in each other's arms.
I woke up to meet the familiar soggy ceiling and a sharp pain in my head, it felt like someone hit me hard with a hammer in the head, I surveyed my surroundings as I wondered what just happened.As I tried to lean on one elbow to sit up on the bed, I realized my shoulders and elbow lost feeling and my body was very weak, I fell back to bed in my attempt to roll off the bed, so I decided to go back to sleep, I tapped cuckoo bird alarm lightly and slipped back under the duvet as I thought about what just happened and my promise to my mom, 'was it just a dream?,was it my imagination? or what?, anyways as long as it involved mom, I had to be serious about it….
Damian's POV:
The fool collapsed as soon as I hit her a little, what to do?, what to do?, I was scared, what if someone comes in to see her unconscious so I took her into the room and just left her on the bed, maybe that'll work, I'll lie to her that it was all a bad dream and when I get her to believe that, she'll come back to me and I'll get everything I want from her,yes!!, that was a picture perfect plan, so I dashed out of the house and closed the door behind me