Modified Edit: 05/18/2016
(Will Re-Write Edit later)
Disclaimer: I don't own The Mummy only my OC's if I did I'd be married to Ardeth Bay
I am so sorry about the delay on this chapter. This is the filler chapter and is very; very short sorry. I promise to get the next one out soon and it will be longer.
So I finally have a beta-reader I am trying to have two because the one I have doesn't always have time to check my work. Along with new updates I will be re-writing the previous chapters with the editing my beta has done. So if you please would also look back at those that would be great. Well without further interruption enjoy!
Chapter 6 – Family Memories
As we made our way into the city I thought back into my life before my capture, before my grandfather's murder, before Egypt; before my parents' deaths when they were alive. I remember one of the happiest memories I have of them was the day of my 11th birthday. My parents' decided to throw me a birthday party; some of the neighboring children that live in the close vicinity were invited though I was only friends with about three of them. We had a bit of land tied to our house where we raised horses and we gave pony rides to the kids. I actually got a horse for my birthday, my parents got me a black Arabian stallion which I named Shadow. He still lives in the stables back in France but at my grandfather's manner. The day was sunny and bright with laughter and running children. My best friend Akil he is the son of our family cook who was three years older than me, he gave me a bracelet of blue and tan braided string that he made with a little stone Bastet figurine hanging from it. I still ware it everywhere I go. He is now studying in England to become a doctor.
I remember the day my parents died. It was not too long after my birthday had past that it happened. My parents had left me in the care of my grandfather while they left on their annual trip to Egypt. I could not go that year because my school started earlier that year than before. The day they drove back was cold and rainy; I remember the evening sky covered in grey and the droplets of rain water on the window pane coming down in sheets making it hard to see through the glass. My father had called from the boating docks before they made their way to us, telling me that they got back safe and could not wait to tell me the stories of their most resent journey to Egypt. I quietly and patiently waited for their return watching the rain and the streets for their car when a loud squeal of tires makes me jerk my gaze from the rain to the street. The only thing I can see out the window is two pairs of headlights before a booming crash that even put the thunder to shame. The two cars had collided with each other and a blaze had started. I was frozen in shock but seeing the car made me think of my parents my eyes widened and I took off running for the door only to be stopped by my grandfather. I struggled against his hold on me until he called for Mary my nanny to take me to my room. I remember screaming out calling out to my mother and father as she picked me up and carried me to my room. I don't remember much after that, they said I had tired myself out from crying so much and I did not eat for days after the funeral until my grandfather begged me to do so for my parents which made me cry even more but I ate just barely enough to keep me alive. Five months had passed with me in the same manner of morning for their deaths until one day my nanny sat me down.
She said to me, "Child you can't continue on in this way." "What happened to your parents is very upsetting and sad, but you must realize that even though you are in pain from their deaths; you are also hurting those that are around you that love you; especially your grandfather." She looked deep into my eyes and told me something she never said anything about to anyone; not even my parents. "You know I lost my parents too when I was young. I was just about your age as well." She smoothed my hair down and away from my face as she look at me. Mary was a woman of 38 years still young and had come to my family to be my nanny and governess at the age of 21. Most saw her as young and naive at that age and would not hire her but my parents saw something in her when she came to our door step. Determination, loyalty, and a caring person, one that they thought would be a very good nanny and teacher to their little baby daughter.
"I came from a poor family my parents died when I was young. The orphanage that I was sent to was gracious enough to me sent me to school to be a governess. Your parents where the only ones to hire me and for that I am forever grateful to them it saddens me that this happened because;" She paused, having to whip a tear from her eye. "I have come to think of all of you as my family." I never realized how much this family meant to her or how much she meant to me. She was like the aunt I never had and the one I would always go to when I was upset or in trouble. She was right about my actions. I was hurting the people around me because I was hurting myself and not letting myself heal from the emotional pain my parents' death caused. Yes it was ok to be sad and it's ok to cry but I knew that my mother and father would have wanted me to remember the good memories I had of them. I thought about this as I wrapped my arms tightly around Mary thanking her and telling her that I loved her.
I was rudely awakened from my memory induced haze to being pushed off of the horse and onto the ground. "Hey!" I exclaimed, as I rubbed my sore backside the best I could with my hands tied tight. I was once again tied up so that I could not run away. They had placed me by the statue of Anubis and tied me to the base of it. Looking around I saw that the sky was being to darken. Night would soon be upon us; tents where put up quickly in the fading light. I lay curled up against the statue as a chill fell over the camp. Asad had 'neglected' to give me a blanket for the cold night air. I shivered and folded tighter into myself wishing for a warm bath and a soft bed. With those last thoughts in my head I fell into an uneasy sleep unaware of what was about to befall the camp.
Well that was it short but sweet. Thank you so much for reading I hope you enjoyed it. Please favorite and review. I hope to have the next one out soon until then…
DovieDM-1991-Promised Wings signing out!
