I folded neatly the last set of clothes and placed them neatly in the duffel back. Sure that I had placed everything essential , I zipped close the bag. I plopped on Lina's bed. I took Collins shirt I had placed on the bed and Ally's gown and hugged it ensuring o take a deep breath so I could have their olive oil smell around it. Being in their room made me feel secure and safe. It felt like they were here with me and hugging their clothes felt like I was really hugging my babies. The only problem was that when I looked around, the kids were not here. They weren't somewhere I was aware of. Fresh sobs slipped past my lips as tears casaded down my cheeks. Oh, my precious babies!
The evening sun cast long shadows on the ground. The slanting rays of the setting sun gave a warm orange tinge to the sky. The sky was ablaze with the fire of the setting sun. The pale crescent moon shone like a silvery claw in the night sky.
I had gone ten hours without the children. I didn't know if they were okay. Had they eaten lunch? Were they being treated well? Did they harm my babies? Were the triplets able to stop crying? I imagined them tried,sweati sweaty and hungry. They had probably developed a headache from crying.
There was no call. There was no demand for ransom. A part of me wished I was wrong about he meaning of the words which were scribbled on the kitchen door. I didn't ind them demanding a billion Dollars. I didn't have that much money. I didn't even have a hundred thousand Dollars sitting in my bank account but I was going to go out of my way to get the money. I didn't know how or where I was going to get the money but one thing as for sure, I was going to get whatever amount they demanded for one way or the other. Unfortunately, this wasn't the case. The triplets weren't kidnapped but instead I was sure that my past had indeed caught up with my present.
Snuggling the clothes on my face, I let out a sigh. It was all my fault. I was the cause of whatever pain the triplets were and could be considered a horrible mother. I was the reason hey were kidnapped and I was the reason the word Red Dawn was written on the wall of the kitchen. I hated myself. I hated that I was responsible or whatever pain my children were going through now.
It was all because of one reason. It was because I took the brave step of running and never looking back. I remembered vividly that morning when I had left it all behind. I left my family, my mate, friends and the life I had. It wasn't easy. I clasped my eyes shut remembering it all. Tears managed to find it's way past my shut eyes. I abandoned it all for a new life in a different place.
The human world was slightly different from ours. Their wings were different. Their actions ere different and their emotions too but I knew had to find a way to fit into their world. My world wasn't perfect but I had made the decision to make their world a perfect me for myself and my unborn babies. The decision cane few weeks after discovering I had conceived. It was what had pushed me to live better. To want better. To work harder. The triplets changed my entire approach to life and now I was on the verge of loosing them.
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Sun cast a luminescent glow with it's, mild breeze and cloudless sunshine. The air was cool with the trees moving calmly.
A ball formed in my throat as I halted before the cottage. My hands went into the pocket of my short sundress. The cottage where had spent most of my life. I could still picture myself and my siblings running around the house giggling and our parents in the backyard making barbecue. Five years wasn't so long after all. The house had barely changed except for the flower pots which were different. I also noticed the brown wooden front door was now white.
My hand came out of the pockets and I pushed open the picket fence, letting myself into my parents house. I walked up the little stairs that led to the front porch. Mum was doing good work with her front yard garden. I bit my lip unsure. Was this a good idea? I asked myself adjusting the duffel bag on my shoulder.
"You still have the chance to leave, Leila." This was me to myself. I shook my head clearing my thoughts.i had to do this for Collins, Ally and Lina. Last night was horrible. It was my first night without them and I cried myself to sleep. I couldn't go long without them. I got myself to tap the door bell and waited for a response.
My heart started to pound in my chest as I heard the door knob. The door was pulled open revealing the woman that birthed me. A gasp went past her thin lips. I gave a small smile seeing the wrinkles that had appeared on her face.
"Mum." I whispered. I was driven by impulse to embrace her. She retuned it and I was grateful. I took a deep breath inhaling her sweet rose fragrance.
"I've missed you." This was mum when we pulled out of the hug.
A tall male appeared behind mum. Five years ago he use to have just a little moustache with his hair but now his long brown hair was packed up. His gebes were stronger than mum's so he was responsible for my brunette hair. He had bushy beards andhis eyes were widened in shock and his mouth parted open.
"Hello, dad."
I saw him intertwine his fingers with mum's. He pulled her closer to him and he got before er like he was trying to shield her from danger. "Why are you here?"
"Is this a good way to welcome me back home after many years?"
He looked directly into my eyes, giving me a long hard stare. I could see the pain in his eyes. They were glassy but he was quick to blink away the tears that threated to fall. He cleared his throat. "Goodbye, Leila." Those were the last words my father said to me before pulling y mother into the house and slamming the door in my face.