Chapter 7
I woke up from a splash of water on my face, shaking in my mother’s arms.
“Oh darling what happened?” my mom asked as she was cradling me and checking my temperature. She was still wearing her kitchen apron and her hands smelled of cut vegetables.
I looked around groggily. “I’m not sure. When did I get here?” I propped myself up, stabilised for a second and looked back at the bookcase. Everything was fine. In its place, undisturbed.
Huh.
I could have sworn I would wake up to a path of destruction.
Mom was checking into my eyes like doctors do, as if she knew what to do. Which she didn’t. “Mahi, did you faint?” Her eyes opened with realisation and she whispered, “Are you pregnant? If you are, it’s OK, but you need to tell me.”
I swiped her hand away and stood up properly. “Ohi. No mom, I’m not pregnant.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I’m pretty sure.”
She bit her lip. “Did they teach you at school? About contraception?”
“Yes mama…” I exhaled and went back to my room.
I shut the door and sat down. I could feel her worry radiating through.
I thought about the chase. I could remember everything perfectly.
Was I on drugs or something?