Blue Box

Ember Winters has had the same dream as long as she could remember. Monsters and chocolate. Doctors and boxes. But they are only dreams, right?
Oh, they're real. And Ember is soon going to get the surprise of a life time. Everything she has ever thought was real is an illusion. All the things she claimed didn't exist. Well, they do. And the man she has known all her life from a dream, he will save her life.


16. Aren't Mothers Supposed to be Comforting?

     I gripped the Doctor's hand as I sat on the floor near the bed. I couldn't believe what I had done. I entered his mind and destroyed all memory of me.

     "Honey, are you okay?" a voice behind me said.

     I turned around to find Mom, with a cup of coffee. "No."

     "It's hard. I know."

     "You don't know crap, Mom! You are completely clueless! He didn't collapse. Well, he did, but it's not the whole story. I - I did something horrible, to try to protect him." I told her everything other than the kiss. She listened, but when I finished the story, she said nothing. "Of course! As usual, I open up, and you ignore me!"

     "You won't like what I would say!"

     "Does it even matter?"

     "Fine! This guy is the reason your sister is dead-"

     "Because everything always has to come back to her, doesn't it?
     "Shut it!" Mom screamed. "He did cause it, and he changed you!"
     "For the better! I was once this person who cared about no one but me and the dream! But now I see everything different. I can look up at the sky and know that there is more out there, and I understand that I will never know the answers to the universe, no matter how clever I am! And it doesn't matter! I'm so much more than what I seem. Labels don't define me. I'm not an emo, or bookworm, or even a girl that needs to learn to grow up. I am the most important person on the face of this whole bloody planet, and at the same time, I am the most insignificant thing in creation.

     "The Doctor is all about friendship and bravery. And love and loss. And life and death. And forgiveness and guilt. And skill and intellect and a bit of luck. And finding the extraordinary in the seemingly extra ordinary. And being human and being less than human and sometimes just a bit more than human.

     "So how 'bout you get off your high horse, stop criticizing him, and look at the big picture? I just wiped the memory of someone I loved!"

     Mom stormed off, leaving me alone in my room. Standing up, I took off the TARDIS key and slid it in a drawer, next to the Sonic Search. Something to remember him by, although he could never remember me.

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