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Chapter One:
"Mommy, wake up, you can't sleep forever."
Chloe lifted her heavy lids to find two blue eyes staring into her own. They sparkled with something she couldn't quite put her finger on, something she didn't want to understand.
"Did you have any dreams?" The childish voice was farther away now and the blue eyes were looking at her questioningly from behind a chair. They peeked from behind blonde curls that reached the little girls waist.
"Mommy, are you okay?" She was climbing into the oversized chair and looking at Chloe with a bittersweet smile pasted on her face, her cheeks were flushed and a scratch marred her forehead. The white smock she wore was stained with dirt and what seemed to be blood and the left sleeve was torn almost completely off.
"I'm fine Honey," it was hard to push the words past the lump in her throat. "Just a little sleepy."
"Why do you look so sad?"
"I just had a bad dream but it's okay now. What happened to your clothes?" It was hard to remember when she had fallen asleep, the last thing she recalled was walking through the mall with Madeline and David.
"They got torn while we were at the store. You aren't mad, are you?" Madeline looked at Chloe from beneath her thick lashes and her lower lip trembled. The chair really was to big for the small body occupying it, like she was being swallowed.
"No they were just play clothes. Where's your daddy?"
No answer.
"Madeline, Mommy needs you to answer her. Where is he?" A note of panic had leaked into her voice like the sliver of memory in her mind. It seemed to be hiding just behind something and she couldn't quite grasp it.
"You already know where Daddy is." Tears began to slip down her face and onto the torn smock. Chloe could swear that her daughter was sinking farther into the chair.
"Please just tell me Sweety, I promise I won't get mad."
"I know you won't get mad, Mommy, but I don't want to make you cry too."
Chloe tried to sit up but found she couldn't move, it was all coming back now. The white light, intense heat and then Madeline wasn't holding her hand anymore.
And David too.
"Did Daddy get hurt at the mall?" Tears burned at the back of her eyes but she refused to let them fall, all she could do was stare at the blue eyes behind the curtain of matted gold curls. She didn't want an answer because she already knew.
"Yes," no more than a whisper between the slow whimpers and heavy tears issuing from her daughters face, but it was enough.
"I have to leave now Mommy, I love you." Madeline climbed onto the bed and kissed Chloe's forehead. Tears fell onto her mothers forehead and then she was gone.
Chloe blinked into the air where her daughter had just been., she could still feel the weight of the child's body on hers, closed her eyes, and screamed.
*
"Chloe wake up." Some one was shaking her and a familiar voice was speaking from far away.
"It was just a d-" She stopped short when she saw the white walls and metal railing on her bed. Maybe it wasn't just a dream.
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Chapter One:
"Mommy, wake up, you can't sleep forever."
Chloe lifted her heavy lids to find two blue eyes staring into her own. They sparkled with something she couldn't quite put her finger on, something she didn't want to understand.
"Did you have any dreams?" The childish voice was farther away now and the blue eyes were looking at her questioningly from behind a chair. They peeked from behind blonde curls that reached the little girls waist.
"Mommy, are you okay?" She was climbing into the oversized chair and looking at Chloe with a bittersweet smile pasted on her face, her cheeks were flushed and a scratch marred her forehead. The white smock she wore was stained with dirt and what seemed to be blood and the left sleeve was torn almost completely off.
"I'm fine Honey," it was hard to push the words past the lump in her throat. "Just a little sleepy."
"Why do you look so sad?"
"I just had a bad dream but it's okay now. What happened to your clothes?" It was hard to remember when she had fallen asleep, the last thing she recalled was walking through the mall with Madeline and David.
"They got torn while we were at the store. You aren't mad, are you?" Madeline looked at Chloe from beneath her thick lashes and her lower lip trembled. The chair really was to big for the small body occupying it, like she was being swallowed.
"No they were just play clothes. Where's your daddy?"
No answer.
"Madeline, Mommy needs you to answer her. Where is he?" A note of panic had leaked into her voice like the sliver of memory in her mind. It seemed to be hiding just behind something and she couldn't quite grasp it.
"You already know where Daddy is." Tears began to slip down her face and onto the torn smock. Chloe could swear that her daughter was sinking farther into the chair.
"Please just tell me Sweety, I promise I won't get mad."
"I know you won't get mad, Mommy, but I don't want to make you cry too."
Chloe tried to sit up but found she couldn't move, it was all coming back now. The white light, intense heat and then Madeline wasn't holding her hand anymore.
And David too.
"Did Daddy get hurt at the mall?" Tears burned at the back of her eyes but she refused to let them fall, all she could do was stare at the blue eyes behind the curtain of matted gold curls. She didn't want an answer because she already knew.
"Yes," no more than a whisper between the slow whimpers and heavy tears issuing from her daughters face, but it was enough.
"I have to leave now Mommy, I love you." Madeline climbed onto the bed and kissed Chloe's forehead. Tears fell onto her mothers forehead and then she was gone.
Chloe blinked into the air where her daughter had just been., she could still feel the weight of the child's body on hers, closed her eyes, and screamed.
*
"Chloe wake up." Some one was shaking her and a familiar voice was speaking from far away.
"It was just a d-" She stopped short when she saw the white walls and metal railing on her bed. Maybe it wasn't just a dream.