Chapter Eleven: Haunting Past

"What did you learn today, sweetheart?" my mother asked.

"Well, we learnt some things about the rainforest, then we read 'The Wild Swans'. All of the girls loved it."

"Did you like it then?"

"It was alright, but I like 'The Travelling Companion' better. It's one of Hans Christian Anderson's best stories, in my opinion." I replied.

"What do you want to be when you grow up, darling? Your mother and I have never bothered to ask you." my father asked suddenly.

I thought for a while. They were so many choices, but what did I want to be? I smiled as I cam up with the answer.

"I want to be a nuerologist. You know, a surgeon who fixes people's brains and nerves!"

My parents laughed. "Are you sure?" they both asked.

I put my arms akimbo and pretended to be cross, "Of course I am! You two never take me seriously! But you'll have to support me though, or I'll never get through all those years of university I have to do before I actually become a neurologist."

My father put his arm around my shoulders. "We'll be with you always."

The image faded and then we were in the car. The car.

"Mum?" I asked.

"Hmm?"

"Mrs. Rose today said that people who do good will go to heaven but those who do bad will go to hell. What happens if someone is in between?"

"That's a good question, dearie." my father replied, his eyes fixed on the road. We stopped at an intersection, and a newspaper boy passed on a bicycle.

"Do you know, Mother?"

"Nobody knows God's secrets."

I heard a noise, a noise in between of a whoosh and zoom and saw a black car coming towards us.

"Dad!" I screamed.

Bang! I was thrown backward in my seat and tossed around like a rag doll.

Images flashed in my mind - my friends, my parents...and what they said to me the day I told them what I wanted to be.

"We'll be with you always..."

I gave out a small cry as I woke up. My face was wet with tears and I started sobbing.

We'll be with you always...

They shouldn't of said something they knew they couldn't keep. It wasn't their fault though. It was the bloody, stupid, completely evil and drunk man who had driven his damn stupid car into the front of our vehicle.

The man had been drunk, and driving the opposite way. He ran a red light and crashed into us, killing my wonderful parents. Everyone said it was a miracle at how a young seven year girl had survived.

But what angered me the most was that the man was only sentenced to twenty years in jail. Twenty years. He deserved to be in jail and misery for the rest of his life.

Calm down, Adventuria...

I sniffed. I smiled at the memory of wanting to become a surgeon. Did I want to be one now? I didn't know. Never then would I have known that my lovely, caring parents would be deprived from me and that I'd be thrown into a freaking orphanage. Nor did I know that I would been told by a lion that I would go to another magical world and help four siblings become kings and queens.

I flopped back into the bed, my face still wet. I had taken off the mask, and I ran my hands over the now exposed skin. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep, but I couldn't.

My past haunted me. It wasn't the first time I'd had such dreams.

I got up again and fingered my mask, before putting it on. I took my cloak and wrapped it around me, before exiting my tent.

The night was clam and the sky was clear. The three-times-bigger-than-Earth's moon watched over me, and the stars twinkled and winked like none on Earth could. Narnia was beautiful, more beautiful than any other place I had seen, with is green plains and flourishing flowers. Mythical animals I had always longed to meet but only saw and read in books were real.

I dragged a hand through my black hair.

We'll be with you always...

"Ugh!" I yelled, utterly frustrated that those five words could cause me so much disturbance.

"Adventuria?" I quiet voice came from behind me and I looked around.

Edmund stood there, about two metres away. I turned away, not saying a word and I felt Edmund's presence to my left as he sat beside me.

"Go away." I muttered.

"Why should I?"

"'Cause I told you to."

"No."

Stubborn idiot. Did he know I could kill him in a snap of my fingers?

"What's wrong? Your upset."

"So?" A scowl had formed on my face and I was clenching the fabric of my cloak in my fists.

"Tell me...please."

"You wouldn't understand."

"Yes I would."

"Oh, so your parents have died in a freak accident, you've been thrown into an orphanage where everyone hates you and then you get told by a talking lion that it's your responsibility to keep four kids safe, three of them older than me?" I demanded. The words came out in a rush, like a torrent of water.

"No, but-"

"Shut up, I'll tell you."

I didn't know why I said that. But saying that he wouldn't understand was simply a replay of what he did to me outside Jadis' castle.

"My parents died in a car crash."

"I know that but that's not why you're upset."

I sighed, exasperated. "I had a bad dream about it."

"What happened?"

For the first time since he'd sat down beside me, I looked at him.

"You sure you want to know?" Could I trust him? Could I hold my tongue and not tell him who I truly was?

"Yes." Edmund sounded determined.

So I started the long story of my life back in England, before and after the accident, and I couldn't help thinking it sounded so far away and like a dream.

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