Two Truths and a Lie

Chapter 8

(Three days later)

   I fiddle in my room with old toys and jewelry boxes I had found hidden under my bed. I open them and blow away the dust. Four papers lay inside: two are drawings from my infant and elementary days, one was a letter given to me on my 13th birthday and the last one is...OH GOD! BUT I THOUGHT I—

"Hey Angelic—"
  
   I scramble trying to get the paper back in the box, without thinking I just throw the entire thing off the bed "What?! Oh hello Eliza!" She looks at me with a disturbed expression and waves it off as it was normal to see me startled, thanks Elizabeth... "Angelica something's not right..." Her entire stature is rattled and stressed. "Eliza breathe. I'm sure everything is fine" She comes over to my side and sits next to me. I give her a side hug and tell her everything is perfectly fine. "You can't worry anymore, I forbid it. I'm here to help you with anything at all." I give her a reassuring smile and that is all it takes, because soon she wishes me goodnight and leaves.

   I turn in for the night after picking up the mess I made before and slip into bed. I start thinking about all sorts of things. I miss my son, Phillip, I'm sure he's fine with his father, I-I just miss him by my side.

(Yes and I know it's going get confusing, but Phillip Hamilton will most likely be known as Pip and Angelica's Phillip is just Phillip...he ain't special 😂)

   I stare at the ceiling for 10 minutes unable to fall asleep. I try pretending to sleep, I start reciting the alphabet backwards, but nothing seems to help. Not even moments later, I start feeling this pit in my stomach, something is out of place; someone is hurting someone I love. I don't know who or what, but something is wron—

So this is what Eliza meant...

(This takes place during Say No to This soooo 😗✌️)