Day 10: Please Protect Her, Always
It was a bad dream.
That day, when I fell asleep on her bed, I had a bad dream. Maybe it was because I've been yearning for warmth and love for so long, that I dreamt of my mother. She never gave me anything I wanted. She never gave me any of those.
When she was stroking my head and telling me everything will be alright, maybe that was why I remembered my mother. She still haunts me until today.
In that dream, my mother told me that 'what I currently am, is not the real me.' It was because of the elixir I took, that made me have control of my body. If he was here, he probably wouldn't treat her this nice. He would probably want her in pain.
He wouldn't have fallen in love with her.
I became scared.
What if he takes over my body one day? What if he hurts here while he's here? I don't want her to see that side of me. She'll be terrified and leave me.
That afternoon, I hurried to her room.
"Ray, what's wrong?" she asked when I opened her door in a haste, forgetting to knock like I usually do.
I sat beside her and held her hand. She genuinely looked concerned for me, wondering what was wrong. I'm afraid that if I tell her what I really am, she would be wary of me. However, I've decided that it's better to let her know beforehand than anticipating it first-hand. I took a deep breath and explained everything that was worrying me.
"Ray, can't you tell? I've already decided to stay and love all sides of you. I love you because you're you. I'd like to meet the real you someday all tell him all about you, Ray. How nice and kind you are to me."
With those words, my worries were carried away just like that.
If there's a God out there, I'd like to thank you because she's godsent.
Please protect her, always.