Last I spoke with you I was hiding away in a hotel room too scared to find out anything about my situation. About Charlotte and her family or even if my poor dog Jasper was all alone at my home. The poor baby, he doesn’t leave my side ever and who knows how he’s taking my being gone. Late last night I was really frantic and way too scared to even begin searching into what was happening. But a few of you responded and you really did make a point.
I woke up early today, about 8 am. I decided to head down the street to the coffee shop I had seen driving into the small motel. I have about 27 missed called from Kevin now, who I’m most definitely sure by now is Charlotte Khun’s husband. A few text messages asking if everything was okay, progressing to some angrier texts saying, “Charlotte, have you walked out on us. How could you do this to us.” And a few hours later a few more texts saying “Charlotte I’m calling the police. I don’t know what happened. I don’t know where you are. I love you. I’m sorry if I did something wrong. Please come home”. By this point and time I felt terrible. I’ve never had a husband or children before but I could tell Kevin really loved Charlotte. And if as of right now I am Charlotte then I can’t ruin this girls life and walk out of a family. I have to atleast play along.
I texted Kevin early this morning saying, “Sorry hunny. I had a slight freakout. I’m sorry. I’ll be home soon. Tell the children mommy will make spaghetti tonight.” I hoped to god this is enough. I haven’t been to Charlotte’s home for 3 days now. I’m sure her husband might be enfuriated. Maybe I wont even be welcome in there. I just hope to god I didn’t just ruin this woman’s family. But I feel it’s decently right of me to freak out a bit when you wake up someone else.
When I got to the coffee shop, I chatted slightly with the lady serving me. She smiled at me and waved as soon as I came in. Perhaps this was an often coffee stop for Charlotte. I smiled back and pretended to make small talk. She asked how Linny and Taylor are and I hesitated trying to force myself to think of who Linny and Taylor could possibly be. The women saw my confusion and proceeded to say, “Are they doing well in school?” Ah. Linny and Taylor must be my children. “Oh yes, yes. They are remarkably smart little kids. Love em to bits!” I smiled and grabbed my coffee quickly and headed over towards the most secluded corner of the coffee shop.
I began to figure that I needed to do some online research to see if I could figure out who Charlotte Kuhns was. Maybe attempt to call my number, Evelyn Jone’s numer. But I keep putting that off because I fear what might happen. I don’t know how I’d particularly take calling my phone number and hearing my voice being used by someone else entirely. I wasn’t ready for that. Not one bit.
Jumping on to facebook I was already logged in to Charlottes account. I scrolled through the newsfeed and tried to make sense of any potential or similar friends I might recognize. None. Just a bunch of rambling of people’s lives. I went to check out Charlotte’s page. Her profile picture was of two little girls. Linny and Taylor I’m assuming. Ah and her bio says married to “Kevin Kuhns”. Scrolling through her page I saw not much about her life besides how much she loved her family, she really enjoyed cooking and always seemed to post recipes. I clicked Kevin’s page. It seems I figured out where all of the money and wealth came from considering Kevin seems to be the major CEO of a corporation for medical suppliers and medications.
Then I ran across their hometown and location lived. For some reason it never dawned on me to see what city I was even in. I guess hysteria and locking yourself in a hotel room does things to you. Charlotte live in the suburbs of a city in California. Just my luck… Evelyn or I mean myself, well I live all the way in New York. Talk about long distance traveling.
I quickly tired of this game of finding no answers through social media and decide to head home. I know you’re thinking “You idiot. Call your number. See if Charlotte is in your body.” But god I couldn’t. I was so scared. I didn’t want to know. Maybe it would have been easier if this entire time I was Charlotte Kuhns who had some sort of brain trauma and became hysterical. It would be more medically accepted than the truth.
I left the coffee shop and decided to head back to the house I ran from 3 days ago. Speaking into the GPS of the car, I said “Home” and hoped it would link me somewhere. It did. I followed the directions and got to the house. Instantly as I drove into the driveway Kevin had ran up to the door holding one of the children in his arms.
“CHARLOTTE. CHARLOTTE!!! What has gotten into you. Where the hell have you been. Jesus Christ Charlotte I was about to hire a private detective to track you down.
“Kevin,” I said calmly. “Don’t curse infront of the children.” That was an ass move for Charlotte. But I really didn’t know what else to say. I had to say something to seem normal,right? Maybe I shouldn’t have said anything at all
“Oh so this is some joke to you isn’t it, Charlotte? You leave your children and myself for nearly 3 days. I don’t hear from you once except for one pitiful fucking text about spaghetti. You always do this Charlotte. You can’t just fess up to your mistakes for once. You can’t just do that for us, can you!?
Kevin was livid. At this point in time I saw the child he was holding was getting distraught. I looked over at her and saw she had a little friendship bracelet on that said “Linny”.
“You’re right Kevin, I fucked up bad. I had a lot going on and I just ran. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. I just got so scared.” His anger seemed to soothe into a glance of worry. “Kevin, lets take Linny inside. Let me make some dinner and we can talk after alright. For the kid’s sake.” Kevin nodded and agreed, hugging me I felt him sigh a sigh of relieve into my shoulder. I could sense he really loved Charlotte. I felt terrible that I had been gone for so long. But at this point in time I really had no idea how I was going to get back to my real body.
Just then I made the conclusion, I have to call my number. I have to. I’m just stalling and creating more time away from my dog Jasper, my job as a Veterinarian, good lord do I even have a job by now? If someone else is in my body I garuntee they don’t know a think about the anatomy or a cat or dog. I could only imagine the horrors of them attempting to do surgery on some of my patients scheduled this week. I got a sick feeling, not only could Charlotte’s life be getting ruined by me, but my entire live as Evelyn could be ruined already by someone else who might be in my body. I have to call. I have to find out what the hell to do.
After awkwardly making dinner, shuffling my way around an unfamiliar kitchen and looking absolutely crazy not knowing where to find things, I finally figured it all out. I might have made a bit more food than I should have because I only ever am used to cooking for one person. I just figured maybe a whole box or two of spaghetti might feed two adults and two children. I cleaned up and put the kids to bed after dinner. The smallest one who I figured out was Linny asked me, “Mommy, where did you go?”. My heart broke a little. “I just had some business things to take care of sweety. Mommy is back now though, okay?”. There was silence in the room after my response when the oldest girl Taylor who must have been no older than 10 says, “Linny. Mom left us. She didn’t want us. She came back because Daddy made her feel bad.” “Taylor! Don’t scare her like that. That’s not true.” It felt weird scolding a child that wasn’t mine. But I couldn’t let them think that. Charlotte would never leave her family. I cant let her children feel like she didn’t care, she loves them. I had to keep going along with just that mindset too. “Good night, darlings. I’ll see you tomorrow. Get some sleep for school.” Quietly I walked out of the room. When I closed the door I let out a large sigh and heard a soft “heckhmm” come from down the hall. Oh right… I told Kevin I would talk about everything tonight
“So should we talk about the events these past few days, Charlotte?” He glared at me in the darkness of the hallway. I could feel the pain and anger lingering in the air. “Kevin, lets do this tomorrow. We’re all tired.” I said trying to buy time. “No , Charlotte. No more excuses. No more trying to get out of things. I’m on the verge of some serious feelings right now. I need you to be honest with me from here on out.” I shuddered. I couldn’t tell him what really was going on. But then again I don’t have a clue what reasonable excuse Charlotte would have for randomly running away from her family for nearly 3 days with no word.
“I- I… I honestly don’t now what came over me Kevin. I feel so stressed out… you know with things lately. With everything. I just had to get away. I’m sorry I should have kept in contact. I swear I wasn’t leaving. I just needed to get away for a few days.” Kevin looked sternly at me, “Charlotte be honest with me.” I nodded and he stepped closer. “Are you have an affair Charlotte? Tell me the truth right now. I wont be mad.” I was taken aback. Of course I wasn’t… I mean of course Charlotte wasn’t. She doesn’t seem like that type of person at all.
“No no no. I wouldn’t do that. I love you Kevin” I had to choke up the word “love”. Spitting it out the best I could to make it sound honest. “I told you. There’s a lot that’s been going on… with work.. and just my stress levels. You ever need a getaway? Well I needed that?”
He scoffed. I didn’t feel like he believed me. “Charlotte you’re a stay at home mom with a job of selling crafts and recipes on your blog. How stressful can that be.” Charlotte has a blog? Maybe that would lead me to more information.
“You’d be surpised Kevin, I had a lot of orders backed up on me. Taking care of the children on top of my business taking off. It’s stressful.” He nodded understandingly, “We can hire help darling. I know you didn’t want to but if you’re stressed I’m sure the children won’t mind a Nanny.” Boy I didn’t realize the true wealth of this family...
I said no more. I didn’t want to make anything worse. I just decided to keep quiet. Kevin took this silence well and came to hug me. Awkwardly kissing me to reassure me, I felt so wrong kissing a married man even though he was technically my husband. “I will always love you Charlotte.” He kissed my forhead and stared into my eyes. “Let’s go to bed okay. Lets get some rest.” I nodded, still silent and refusing to speak.
“I’ll… I’ll um. Give me a few minutes. I’ll be there in a few minutes ago. I’ll just make sure the house is locked up.” He nodded and headed down the hallway to our bedroom. I took this moment to creep silently down the steps and find Charlotte’s cellphone. It was in the kitchen on the counter right beside the fridge. I began to dial my number, or should I say the number of Evelyn Jones’ number. I was so scared, my heart pumping and beating with anxiety. I clicked call and while I was waiting for someone to pick up I glanced over at the fridge beside me.
Was that what I thought it was… It could be? Could it? I rubbed my eyes. The phone still ringing in my ear while I starred at disbelief at the refrigerator. “Evelyn Jones: Professional Veterinarian for all Domestic Pets.” I starred in shock at my business card sitting right on their refrigerator. Just then someone picked up, “Hello this is Evelyn Jones.” My voice, my real voice rang from the other end of the phone. Someone else was in my body. Someone else was being me. And for some reason, just some reason, Charlotte’s home completely across country from where I lived, somehow had my business card on their refrigerator.
Submitted December 14, 2015 at 11:52AM by leading-blind-bats http://ift.tt/1SWxPf9 nosleep
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