My Name Chapter 9: Numb
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Hey everybody! So this chapter is actually inspired directly from a reviewers... review... o. o Yeah that sounds about right. Anyway yeah... This chapter will focus on Andrew's mother! Hope you enjoy the chapter!
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I was born into quite a wealthy family as the oldest of 6 daughters. I was well off from my first day of life; the finest food, clothes, and luxuries that money could buy! I was never worried; never concerned for those outside of my socioeconomic realm.
I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
As I grew, my life was served to me on a silver platter, my life couldnt have been more perfect than it already was! I was in heaven and it was only getting better the older I grew. 16, 18, 21: all years that I'll always remember, I was the important one.
(Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)
I got married to a young CEO of a company at 25 years old, and had a baby boy shortly after. We named him Nathan, and planned for him to take over the company when we grew too old to work, that way our family would still control the money that the company brought in.
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there
Become so tired, so much more aware
I'm becoming this, all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you
But then it happened. I had accidentally become pregnant with a second child. This ruined almost all of our plans! With two children, we would have to divide the company equally, which made it so much harder to keep control of our assets. There was something about him that was different than any other child; he could control fire with only his thoughts and emotions. We named him Andrew.
Can't you see that you're smothering me,
Holding too tightly, afraid to lose control?
'Cause everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right in front of you.
I loved the boy when I first had him, I truly did, but after we brought him home it seemed as if every single day he would take everything I'd obtained and sent it up in flames! Dresses, paintings, books, jewelry, and anything else that I held dear! Thank God our first child never developed such a horrendous curse.
(Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you.
Andrew was an unplanned child, and I wish to God that he would have just died at birth. Why didn't I just smother him in the crib you ask? I tried multiple times; but every time I attempted to finish him in his sleep, the pillow or blanket I tried to use was burned away in my hands!
(Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)
And every second I waste is more than I can take.
Eventually I settled on beating the little parasite. He never resisted the attacks, which made things much easier for me in the long-run. Although I must admit if he'd fought back, it would've just given me an excuse to beat him even harder, with as much force as my fists and feet would physically allow.
Perhaps I hoped that if I struck him enough his body would give out from the wounds he sustained, and then we would have complete control of the company once again, through our One son.
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there,
Become so tired, so much more aware
Andrew had this disturbing affinity for a painting on our wall as well. It was a painting of the legendary Queen Elsa of Arendelle, and the foolish child was obsessed with her, always going on about how she would come to rescue him one day and take him away from all of the suffering he had gone through.
I'm becoming this, all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you.
He was such a naive boy, no matter how many times I tried to beat it into his head that he would never be saved from the hell I was determined to put him through. Why couldn't he just die? Why couldn't he just kill himself? No one wanted him around except for Nathan, and that was the last thing we needed. Our first child was meant to be our heir, not a playmate for our useless demon spawn we were forced to call a son.
And I know
I may end up failing too.
Eventually they went off to war, and up came yet another opportunity to be rid of our accidental child, and I wouldn't even have to do anything except hope that he would be shot at one point or another by the enemy. After all, you know that they say; the enemy of my enemy is my friend.
But I know
You were just like me with someone disappointed in you.
But alas, Andrew got through the war, still alive, still walking. It seemed as if we could never be rid of him. So I did the last thing I could think of; I sent him and his little 'squad' to Neon City, where they would be forced to fend for themselves.
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there,
Become so tired, so much more aware.
I'm becoming this, all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you.
Somehow, they survived, thrived even; with everything I threw at Andrew and his friends, one would expect them to crumble under the walls of oppression.
Then, She came into his life... Queen Elsa of Arendelle herself, in the flesh, standing in the defense of the boy who wished nothing more than to have her by his side as a child. Here she was; and I could easily see the love between the two. Somehow she brought out the love in the boy, or rather the man, that I had spent 20 years trying to break.
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there.
(I'm tired of being what you want me to be)
Why had I become so numb to such a concept? Perhaps I will never know. I have no regrets for what I have done to Andrew; I never will, but I can't help but to think about what the possibilities could have been if we had harnessed his power...
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there.
(I'm tired of being what you want me to be)
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So I hope you enjoyed the chapter; sorry for the darkish tones! If you have any questions your always free to PM me. :) Until next time my minions!