Boba // Chapter 10 // “You’re Not Real”

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Boba // Chapter 10 || “Your Not Real”.. I wake up in a room that isn’t mine. I frantically run around this huge white house while desperately looking for Marcus and our daughter, Emma. After not being able to find them I opened a diary I saw next to my nightstand. Reading out loud these are pages of everything that has happened. Apparently my parents said no to Marcus and I got married to Chris. He’s now a mayor and we have a son.. I look out the window as tears slowly pour down my face. Was it all a dream? Am I really not free from this book's written life?.. While crying I hear tiny footsteps make their way to my door. “Mommy?…d-did dad yell at you again”?? It was a small, tiny boy. He had blonde hair like Chris’s and my brown eyes. He looked timid and scared. He quickly runs up and hugs me while wiping my tears away. “It’s ok mommy! One day I’ll get us out of here”! I learn that Chris has recently grown a short temper making him suddenly yell at me or my son for no reason. As for my son, his name is Eric. I’m not sure what’s reality anymore and it feels like months pass. I don’t care how many times I get pushed or yelled at as long as that little boy is smiling, that's all that matters. He acted just like me and was a joy to be around. Eric was cheerful and always smiled. He always told me his dream of one day being strong enough and “save me” from Chris. While cleaning, I suddenly feel my body grow weak. A very sharp pain fill my brain. I get a flashback of me, Marcus, and our daughter Emma. We’re all together.. As I get more memories I pass out and hear a faint “Mommy”! I wake up to a crying Eric next to me as he tends to my bumps. He put a cold rag on my forehead and is checking to see if I have a fever. Midway I finally come to terms. None of this is real. I’m not with Chris, he’s not mayor, and Eric isn’t real.. He looks up before speaking “is everything ok mommy “? I feel like crying as I signal for him to come near me. I gently hold his rosy cheeks and take a deep breath before speaking. “None of this is real… Y-you’re not real..”. As tears fall down my face Eric just sits there confused and shocked. “My dear boy.. this is all a dream.. I’m not with your father and you’re not real..”. I suddenly feel tiny hands clean my face and look up to see Eric crying and smiling. “..good”. Confused, I watch and listen as he cleans my face. “I'd rather not be real..than see you cry every night and get pushed around by father..”. We pull each other into a deep hug. As much as I want to go back to Marcus and Emma I can’t bear to leave him.. this sweet innocent boy.. “wake up mommy” “huh?” Eric suddenly starts shaking me as the words “wake up” echo everywhere. It’s like a loop. Colors of red and white spiraling out of control. I can’t take it anymore. I spring from bed with an audible gasp. I look to see Marcus by my side. “Ruby! Is everything ok?” Before anything I spring at him and bring him into a tight hug. “I had a nightmare”.. While explaining he makes circles on my palm with his finger to help me calm down. “Maybe it’s because you've been nervous ever since the pregnancy?” It’s been a year since Emma was born and I recently got pregnant again. As Marcus goes to the kitchen to bring me some food I gently rub my belly. [Timeskip] I have finally given birth. After they clean my baby they bring him back. They presented me with a small, blonde-haired boy. As me and Marcus are overwhelmed with emotions the little boy opens his eyes to reveal eyes like mine. Rubbing his head gently with my thumb I hold him close. “Welcome to the world Eric”..