Mother?

I opened my eyes to Dianne opening the door slowly and cautiously. She'd let me stay at her house until I got some money.

"Morning, chick!"

"Morning Dianne," I smiled. "What time is it?"

"Ten. I got up about nine thirty."

"Ah, sorry for being lazy," I said, lifting myself up.

"No, no, it's okay. What d'you want for breakfast?"

"I think I'll pass."

"But it's the most important meal of the day! C'mon. At least a cereal bar?"

"Okay then."

"Here," She said, walking out into the kitchen and grabbing one off the counter. I followed her and took it.

"Thanks."

"No problem." She put the television on and we both sat there quietly, munching. "So, when do you think you'll be able to get your own apartment?" I blushed.

"I'm sorry."

"For what? OH. No! I didn't mean it like that, at all!"

"Well, I don't know where I'm going to get the money from. I mean, it's not like I have a mum or dad here or anything."

"True.. And a corner shop doesn't pay much, either." All of a sudden, that strange hunger I had yesterday kicked in again. I bit down anxiously on my cereal bar, but nothing happened. I wasn't satisfied.

"Dianne."

"Yes?"

"Dianne, I need to know where my mother is." I held her shoulders and looked into her big eyes.

"You need to know where your mother is." She went into a trance like state. The room around me was no longer Dianne's living room. I let go of her and she disappeared slowly and merged into the scene I was now in.

I watched as the scene moved down a dark alleyway. I merely took notice of something yellow written in the corner of the screen: October 19th, 2010. 9pm.

"Please," a voice whimpered. "Please, no." The voice sobbed and screamed.

"Shh! Be quiet!"

"No!"

"If you don't stop back-chatting, it's just going to get worse."

"I'm sorry.."

"Thats more like it." Everything spun for a second and then I saw a man standing, looking down at a woman.

A woman, with pale blue eyes and red, curly hair.

The End

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