All Chapters of Lola: Lady Of Sorrow: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I slowly blinked my eyes, waking up from my unconsciousness. "Ugh...", I groaned lifting myself up. Everything hurt."Hey hey hey...", a female voice called calmly beside me. I leaped away frightened. " Ah!".I fell from the bed, landing on the tiled floor. "Huh?", I looked down the back up confused. A young woman, seeming in her late twenties walked up to me. Dressed in full white, blonde, tall, and slim, it was obvious she was a nurse." It's okay dear... It's okay", she slowly lowered herself next to me. I shifted backward feeling scared and uncomfortable. A smile stretched on her face. She added, "My name is Linda". I gazed at her from head to toe, then at the walls around us. I was in a hospital room."What's your name sweetheart?".I turned to her eyes, " How did I get here?", I asked slowly moving up. She grinned, "You were brought in by a couple".I looked around once more, then back at her, "Whe

"And fire!!!", Linda yelled loudly as I swung my arm, shooting the baseball across the room to her. "Oof!", she cried as the ball punched on her helmet, making her fall back on the wall. "Oh my!", she smiled, trying to balance herself."Sorry", I waved my hand feeling sorry. "It's okay, let's try again", she tossed the ball back to me, getting back into position for me to shot. I giggled rubbing the ball on my palms, "Okay Linda". I stretched my hand backward, gathering momentum to shot. My arm froze halfway in the air as the door swung open. The couple I saw the first day in the hospital walked in, with the doctor in front of them. I immediately dropped the ball, as Linda slammed her palms behind her, in attempt to hide the Baseball gloves. "Miss Linda?", the doctor called walking closer to my bed giving Linda a shocked then disapproving stare. "Um, good evening Doctor Frederick, I um... I didn't know you were looking

I slowly pulled open the door, taking a glimpse down the hallway. The popping sound of cooking hot oil from the kitchen echoed, alongside the aroma of delicacy. I slowly walked towards the stare.I walked down the stairs stretching my head forward towards the kitchen. I stood still a few steps to the floor, staring through the rails. There in the kitchen, Mr. Robinson stood, mixing something over the stove in a frying pan. It smelt delicious!"Lola!? Oh, your up?", Mrs. Robinson spooked me from behind. Mr. Robinson turned around to our direction, he stared at me than his wife, "Nah, she's still sleeping". He grinned. Mrs. Robinson rolled her eyes smiling, "Meanie". She walked down to the living room then walked to the dinning than the kitchen. "C'mon Lola" she signaled me smiling. I slowly got up from the squatting position and walked to them. I stretched my head up noticing what he was cooking."Sardine and butter sandw

Surprisingly, after that night, everything seemed to have gone back to normal... I think. It was like nothing ever happened, and the remaining days on the campground were as cold and boring for me.Finally, the week was up, we were to return home. But I didn't know they had planned another surprise for me."School?...", I stared at her with shock as I mumbled out the word."Yes, dear... I'll be great!", She held my arms and gave me a warm smile.I was extremely shy and scared to meet anyone outside the house. I was still struggling, giving single word replies to Mrs. Robinson alone, because she was so calm and tolerant of my quiet behavior, but her husband completely hated me."Please...", I whispered shaking my head with teary eyes. "Oh no dear", she moved closer wiping my eyes. "Don't cry please", she hugged me tightly."... Shuu... It's gonna be okay", she whispered i

It had been a week since mum left, and I hadn't heard any word from her, no calls or even text. It was like she disappeared.As for Mr. Robinson, he had been so busy at work, he came home most times late and extremely tired.As usual, we hardly spoke, not even greetings. He'd carry me to school after I get myself ready, and pick me up without any questions or conversations.He always bought us take-out meals, eating his privately upstairs. I felt like I was living alone. Until the first week was up.At 8:34 pm...I sat on the dining table doing my homework alone, while Mr. Robinson was in his room. I then heard a glass shatter from upstairs. Being concerned, I ran up to check if he was okay.I slowly pushed the door open and walked in. I then realized he was in the bathroom, I decided to return back to the kitchen till he came out."Ummmmmm... Fuck!..."I