"You said you condition started when you were fifteen? Does that mean you are impotent?" She asked.
"I can't be impotent and have you carry my child, can I?"
"I won't carry your child, may I know what happened to you when you were fifteen? What made you this way?" She asked back.
"I came back from school few minutes later because for the first time, they sent a driver to pick me and seemed like they asked him quite late. I met dad pacing around the living room and he was shocked to see me. When I asked where mom was he didn't reply but I heard her voice from the kitchen,"
"What was she saying and did you go to the kitchen?"
"I don't know, I've tried several times but I always fail or end up having a headache,"
"Let's do it this way. Close your eyes," she instructs and he closes his eyes after few minutes.
"Lets travel to when you were fifteen. There is a young boy, get down from the car, he waves at the driver and walks inside. Are you seeing this boy, I'm seeing?" She asked
"Yes," he responds.
"Then he meets his dad in the living room pacing around the room then a voice is calling for help from the kitchen. Can you here the voices? Is it one person or two people?" She asked and he started hearing voices in his head, his head started spinning and he started having a breakdown.
She opened her eyes and rushed to him sitting on the table next to him. She picks a bottle of water from the table and hands to him.
"Calm down, it's just a breakdown and you will be fine. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale," he did as he was told and he was calm in a few minutes.
"Do you always have a breakdown each time you try to remember?" She asked and he nodded.
"Lie down there and once you are calm enough then you can go," she suggested and he looked at the small bed then at her.
"Its not like your bed but it won't deny you rest. You can't go out like that,"
He walked to the bed and laying on it, it wasn't that bad like he thought at least it was comfortable.
She pulled a seat closer and sat next to the bed.
"Close your eyes," she urged him and he did.
"Your mom was special to you, what was she like, can you remember your favorite thing she used to do?" She asked.
"Cooking pasta and meatballs, she had this special way of cooking pasta that nobody else can. She used to sing me to sleep when I was five and so many other things that nobody else has ever done. She used to do small things in big ways,"
"What makes you happy now?"
"Nothing?"
"What's your goal?"
"To keep my mother's company at all cost, there is no way somebody can come from the bins and want to take away what my mother worked so hard to build over the years,"
"Have you taken any drugs?"
"I used to but stopped along the way because they made me forget about what happened that night,"
She nodded and started massaging him till he fell asleep and she walked out locking the door.
"Mira, he is inside sleeping, I'm rushing home and I will be back in twenty minutes if he wakes up before I'm back please make him wait for me, I'm going to pick up something real quick," she informed Mira then rushes out.
She did her best to come back within thirty minutes and thankfully he was still asleep.
Blanca dressed, picked her handbag and walked downstairs ready to leave.
"You are going out?" Her mom asked and she nodded.
"Before you go, I have something to ask you,"
"What is it mom?"
"What's happening to you? For days now I have been studying you and you are acting somehow. First you are adding weight but you seemed stressed what's the problem? I'm your mother you should talk to me,"
Her mind raced, she thought she could sort out everything before her mother could realize but seems like she was wrong, she already noticed something was wrong.
"I'm fine nothing to worry about, there is this project I'm thinking about but I don't want spoilers once everything is set of course you will be the first one to know once everything is done," she lied.
"I trust you and I have your back always," she was grateful that her mom bought the lie without asking questions or pestering her.
"Thanks mom, I'll be on my way but will be back in time," she appreciated with a smile and walked out.
Thankfully there was no traffic and she spent few minutes to get to Nelson's clinic. He had a patient and she had to wait for a while before she was called in.
"What are you doing here?" Nelson asked and she sighed pulling a seat for herself.
"I came to talk you, you are my only hope, please help me out," she pleaded with teary eyes.
"I can't, do you want to die in my hands?" Nelson asked.
"Please,"
"It's not upto one year since the last one, you lost so much blood that you haven't recovered yet and you knew all this, there is nothing else I can do. Keep the pregnancy then if you don't want a baby give him or her up for adoption. That's all I can tell you," his mind was made up and he wasn't going to change it anytime soon all she could do was cry.
Waking up after two hours, he felt so relaxed, he has never had such rest in a long time.
"You are awake," she commented as he sat up.
"What's the time?"
"1:30pm,"
"I don't sleep during the day, I need to get to the office,"
"I got some lunch for you, you should have something before going,"
"Seems like somebody really wants me to get better. Are you looking forward to sleeping with me?"
"You wish, I just want to be proud of myself if you recover," she shrugged serving him pasta and meat balls.
"Why this?"
"We are bringing back all the good memories of your mom, once you are relaxed, I can assure you that you'll remember what happened,"
He nodded and tasting the food it was delicious.
"Where did you buy this?"
"I prepared in the morning before coming so I only went home to warm it," She responded.
He didn't want to go home but getting a call from his father on his to the office that he needed to go home, he just sighed and changed the direction.
He didn't think he would go back there in such a short period of time but from how his dad sounded he knew it was urgent.
He walked into the living room and seeing another lady, he thought maybe they got another lady for him but after the cool time he just had, he wasn't in the mood to get angry so he only walked to the couch and sat.
"Alex has something to tell us abd since we are all here he can go ahead," his dad spoke and Emelda smiled.
"This is my girlfriend and she is pregnant," Alex announced but he only stared wondering how it concerned him.
"You see what I was saying, my son is responsible enough to take over the company and they are getting married next month," Emelda added and he understood, they called him to mock him.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you guys but that company is my mother's sweat so do the hard work for your son,"
"You are not the only one to make that decision and the others want somebody responsible and my son is or have you decided on marrying Blanca?" Emelda arched her brows at him.