Faith

Hunnie Inzotta







"Hello?"









"Is anyone out there?"









My mind races subconsciously.


Everything was quiet and dark, only the sound of my heart racing by the seconds.







Then I felt a presence.

My heavy eyelids struggled to open, only darkness filling my thoughts as I was coming to.








Then hands as hot as the sun suddenly wraps around me.

My soul moves by this warm presence.






A presence so warm, I thought my body was melting into a hot lava pool that lead to a dark, alluring, and enchanting abyss.

The connection was phenomenal!






This must be our creator.






But, where am I?





Am I really dead?







I remembered everything going black while I struggled to fight against the pain my wrist held.









Wow...What is that scent though?




....



Is this what heaven smells like?

Or, have I gone to hell for giving up on myself?







Hell wouldn't smell this hypnotic!





There was no way I could've lived in a world carrying a child that belonged to someone else rather than my two mates.







My two mates that I was forbidden to be with...







Kris hates me much more now, and as for Bahm...well I guess he doesn't even know I exist, and The Moon Goddess must've done it for a reason.








I tried to groan, and even move my body in reaction to the scent, warm hands, and the darkness, but my body suddenly becomes submerged in a cold liquid!







It shocked my body, my heart began racing and without any warning, I felt a surge of energy flowing through my veins. I clenched my teeth at the overwhelming yet all to familiar feeling, while tasting a horrid taste in my mouth.








Wait!







I know that taste!












My eyes fluttered open instantly by my wet surroundings, getting a glimpse of someone in my bathroom before they suddenly disappeared and before my body began reacting to what I realized now, was the cold bath water I still had on.






I don't remember climbing into the tub....how did I get here?







That person I saw!







I'm not mistaken.






Abruptly, I jolted from the tub, gasping for air and my heart racing with so much adrenaline.
With eyes roaming around the room, dragging myself out of the tub, the bathroom door was open, my letter was in the sink, and I noticed... my rugs were gone?







I began contemplating if I actually had rugs or not, or did I lose so much blood I was already beginning to hallucinate?






My body shook and trembled with a fierce and uncontrollable hunger that I forgot about everything else.

After grabbing a towel off the hook, I shivered over to my kitchen, dripping wet and searching for anything I could get my hands on to eat.







The first thing seen in my fridge were broccoli, breakfast sausages, cheese, oranges and water. I took them all out, stuffing first the cheese in my mouth and then a slice of bread to follow right after.


Next, I opened the bag of broccoli and bit into a bunch. The small bud pieces fell all over my towel and my white marbled countertops, raining broccoli.







So.

Very.

Hungry!




What is with this sudden urge to devour everything in sight?

Is this what happens when you almost die?

My stomach also seemed to look bigger than I last remembered.






I swiftly threw all the breakfast sausages in a pan on the stove and cooked it on high, then guzzled one whole water bottle and slowly ate a whole orange with the peel still intact as I waited for the sausages to cook.

Grabbing the only dressing from my fridge, I poured it all over the broccoli before taking another bite of the whole bunch, I choked.

The thick white dressing of blue cheese began falling off the side of the vegetable and onto the counter sliding down onto my floor.





I was creating a disaster in my poor kitchen!



My towel ended up on the floor, covered in bread pieces as it slipped off my soaked, satin, red robe.


Looking down, I could see my wrist were sealed shut, and I used to have an ache in my back after I left The Kingdom of Ghabaàr, after Kris attacked me, but even that was totally gone! I felt like a whole new woman!





A starving one at that!




I looked down at the small bump protruding from my lower stomach. Then I sighed....




There's still going to be a baby in there.

It brought me much grief and disappointment as I paused all my actions, but I guess you can say we were both granted another chance, so now I have no other choice but to bear it all. I couldn't possibly try to end my life again.




Once the sausages were cooked on the stove, I put all six on a plate, covered it in cheese slices with two pieces of bread on the side and held two more oranges in my hand. Walking to my room feeling pretty satisfied, I changed out of my wet robe and that's when determination had taken over.





As well as denial as I couldn't believe I just ate that much!

I had a heavy feeling in my stomach from just knowing I was indeed healed. Someone found me. The hairs on my body rises. Gross, now the baby has ingested blood.



Upon drying up, even another scar I had from a few months ago on my stomach was gone. This had to be the work of Bahm!





My heart races!

He came to see me?

But-But...why did he leave?





He remembers me, doesn't he!









"...Are you...Are you... around?"








My voice cracks nervously, but I still shoot my chance in thinking he was still close by, listening in and worried about me.




Was it his idea, or was it Kris's?

I had so many questions to ask, but afraid to even call out Bahm's name incase it wasn't his doing at all, and now he's wondering why The Dark Witch that banished him to Hell, was calling his name out.




I shoved a sausage in my mouth and quickly got dressed in black sweat pants and a black sweater, threw on some socks and jumped on my bed, eating and waiting up all night to see if anyone would indeed return back.



I was really looking forward to my mates showing up by, or inside my house, ready to accept me back again. Shame and guilt flooded my body. How could I try and take my life. I'm so much better than this.





Laying on my bed for a few hours, stuffing my face and watching television, no one ever returned. Only the sounds of the late night critters outside my window and groups of humans walking home from the beach, was the only movement I heard throughout the night.





Goosebumps coated my skin as I began drifting in and out of sleep, and with deep desire, I thought I could smell both of my mates around me. Boy how much I miss them both.





If it was the lost memory Bahm that saved me, what does that mean for me even now?





Accepting this fate of becoming a single mother here in the city was tough for me.

Maybe I should move on and focus on my mental health, at least for my baby.