Chapter 3: Mom and Sister Again

I saw the face I was used to seeing, although a lot younger. My mom was peacefully resting on the bed. Her eyes soon awakened, and still partly lucid looked at me.

"Hello Mom." I said.

"Good morning ******."

My mind was still fuzzy, so I didn't bother her to repeat what she said.

My mother was the origin of my problems. I loved her, and hated her for what she caused, then loved her again as I realized what she was and why she acted.

She slowly risen from the bed she was laying on and pressed her feet against the ground. She walked towards me silently as she raised her hand at me, only then to pat her hand on my head.

"Get ready, you have to go soon."

Go where? I thought.

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Ah, so this is what she was talking about.

Distant family, cousins, even my older sister was here and around the same age as me. They were all playing around in a giant room with toddler toys laying all over the floor.

I am currently at my babysitter's house.

I remember her faintly, I hurt my toe badly at her house. Also my babysitter died.

...

Yeah that went dark. I don't have much to say about her here. Anyways, as I am currently here. I have to start thinking of ways of how to prevent my previous past. It all started with the infidelity, and exposing won't do anything good sin-

*BANG*

Wh-...

What the hell just hit me? I could hear the muffled yelling through the ringing ears. I looked around to see what was the object that attacked me.

It was a pot.

They pushed the pot off the counter. I could hear a certain voice yelling amongst the many children.

"Is he ok?"

I think I'm fine.

"Look! He's bleeding, someone help him!"

Maybe I'm fine? And also why don't you help me yourself?

I heard my older sister's voice also amongst the bunch of children. Damn it, my consciousness is fading. Weak fragile body~.

"D*****!"

Is my sister trying to call my name? What was it again?

My mind was turning off, I'm I going to die again, the first day I come back to life. How pathetic I ...

At this moment, everything went dark.

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I opened my eyes, in the same space. But different, it was cracked all around. I stood up from my laying position and scanned the area.

I couldn't find the other person I saw here.

I looked around and around, walking at a different pace, until I realized. I'm in my adult body now, and that there was no one with me here.

With all the unusual things happening to me today, I was too tired to search any longer. Might as well come up with plans.

I have to convince my mom to stop seeing other guys, or either make my mom and dad divorce before things escalate, because they don't love each other. If they divorced, I have to visit both sides of the family. I couldn't make them feel lonely. But how would I make them divorce, my mom and dad is stubborn. They will not divorce until one sides are at an extreme point.

Wait, if an extreme situation is needed. What if I don't direct their emotions at themselves. I can point it somewhere else. Something both important to them, and to give them a clue to what they need to do.

Time passed as I thought about this, I brought up every scenario I could muster, using their behaviors, the environment, the probability. And after a long time thinking, I thought something else.

How long was I here? It wasn't hours or days, was it weeks? Did I die actually? I'm I in a coma?

I stood up to look around, what if I was stuck here forever? I didn't want to. I wanted to leave. Then as I thought those last words. The dome around me started cracking. The black shards fell the from the sky, and the white light engulfed me.

I woke up to a headache, I was still at my babysitter's house. I looked at the time, and it has only been 3 hours. I sat up and saw my sister laying next to me. I tapped her on the shoulder, and she slowly awakened from her slumber.

"Oh my god, are you okay?" She panicked.

"Yes I'm alright now." I said this while unsure.

"I'm so stupid, I should've been watching over you."

I forgotten, she has always been like this. Caring and always caring, before and after the incident. She always felt so guilty when her emotions exploded. She always cried after she hit me.

I love my mom, but the reason why I want the past to change is because of my older sister, Lynn.