(aka Bike) Part 1779 by Angharad Copyright © 2012 Angharad
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I held the sobbing eight year old for a few minutes before we finally stepped out of the unit and into the hospital corridor. A woman of perhaps thirty walked towards us, Trish was still wiping her eyes with the tissue I’d given her.
The woman stopped and regarded us very carefully, Trish finally saw her and immediately clung to me, “Don’t let her take me away, Mummy,” she gasped and began to weep again.
The action of this child wasn’t lost to either of us. “Patrick?” gasped the woman, then she looked at me and her eyes narrowed, “What sort of weirdo are you to encourage a child to pretend to be something he’s not? You should be arrested, you pervert.”
I felt Trish clinging tighter to me.
“I’m desperately trying not to judge someone who it seems abandoned their child and is now trying to control a life they didn’t want to share. I think you gave up any rights to an opinion the day you dumped this child in an institution because your small mindedness couldn’t cope with her being different.”
“How dare you?” the woman snapped back at me.
“I could ask you the same question, and add, hypocrite, but that would be judgemental.”
“At least I didn’t encourage his delusions.”
“Neither have I, I’ve simply allowed her to become who she was meant to be.”
“So putting him in a dress, is who he was meant to be, is it?”
“I have never forced Trish to be anything other than she felt she was–she has been a happy little girl for the past two or three years, once she was allowed to be true to herself.”
“True to herself–this is my son you’re talking about,” she snapped.
“Mummy, take me away from this horrid woman,” said a clear voice, as she clung to my waist.
“Mummy? I’m your mother, you stupid little brat.” She stepped towards Trish and I raised my hand to push her away if necessary.
“Is there a problem, ladies?” asked a burly young man who strolled down the corridor obviously attracted by the noise and the small crowd of people who were standing and watching.
“Yes,” said Trish’s biological mother. “This woman has taken my son and turned him into this.” With that she snatched at Trish, who screamed and tried to step backwards away from the thrusting arm. In two quick movements I pushed away the arm and then the body attached to it.
“Get your hands off me,” she screamed at me. I’d already stepped back and had my arms around my sobbing child.
“Now, now,” said the security man, as she screeched at him. Then she turned and hit him in the face and he reeled backwards against the wall and banged his head, falling heavily. The small crowd gasped.
An older man came running down the corridor, then I felt a slap on my face which stunned me and Trish was ripped from my grasp and dragged screaming away by her mother.
I wiped the tears from my eyes and was about to set off after her when the older man rushed past and called, “Look after him, I’ll deal with her,” the voice belonged to Sam Rose.
I was still shaking as I bent over the groaning security man, there was a smear of blood down the wall where he’d cut his head, and bloodstains spreading on the collar of his white shirt. I grabbed a couple of tissues from my bag and held them against his head.
“Ouch, that hurts,” he groaned.
“Sorry,” I poured energy into him.
“I feel quite strange,” he said and passed out. Some porters were now rushing down the corridor with a gurney. I helped them lift him onto the trolley as Sam Rose reappeared with Trish. I turned and Trish rushed to me sobbing as I enveloped her in my arms.
“Come with me,” said Sam quietly as the crowd dispersed.
“He’ll be okay in a couple of hours,” I whispered nodding at the security guard as they wheeled him off to A&E.
A few minutes later we sat in Sam’s office, Trish on my lap now snoozing, her head on my shoulder. “Once I saw what was happening, I knew if you gave chase you might end up on an assault charge, besides, I suspected you’d work your magic on the injured security chap.”
“How did you get her to let go of Trish?”
“Another security man blocked her escape and he and one of his colleagues detained her. She let Trish go while ranting about her being her son who’d been taken by this strange woman. They’ve taken her off to talk with the police. I suggest you take this lovely young lady home and I’ll talk to the police. If they need to talk to you, they can come and take a statement from you later. It’s all on CCTV anyway.”
“You can tell them I don’t wish to press charges, she was obviously mistaken.”
Sam gave me one of his warm smiles, “You can be too nice at times, Lady Cameron, though I suspect if you’d caught her, your generosity might not have been quite so magnanimous.”
“I don’t know, I didn’t want to punish her, just protect this ’un. She’s dealing with her grief as she loses her man. I don’t want to compound that.”
“I’ll tell the police.”
“Thank you, Sam, and thanks again for returning my lost property.”
“My pleasure, here, let me carry her to the car for you.” Fortunately, that wasn’t too far and he gently placed her in the back of the car where I belted her into her seat. She stirred slightly but went back off to sleep. I stroked her head and hoped the energy I could feel flowing into her would reduce some of the trauma she’d just experienced.
I was still cuddling with her an hour or two later when a young WPC arrived to take a statement. She wrote it down and read it back to me and I signed it. I repeated to her that I didn’t want to press charges.
“You realise that in taking your child like that she is guilty of unlawful taking and keeping of a child.”
“She’s very distressed in dealing with the serious illness of her partner.”
“Oh he’s not her partner–least not any more, they split up about seven or eight years ago.”
“She is Trish’s biological mother.”
“Yeah, but the courts gave her into your keeping and you adopted her–she’s your child now. If she wants to dispute that, she has to go through the courts, who will consider her case, but usually they see where the child’s happiest, and to me that seems with you.”
“What I don’t want is Trish’s gender change to become a feature of lurid tabloid headlines.”
“If she went to court–it would all be in chambers–there’d be no press.”
“I wanna stay with my mummy,” said Trish putting her arm round me.
“Well, young lady, I think that’s quite unequivocal, isn’t it?” offered the young copper.
“Wassat mean?” Trish challenged.
“It’s without doubt that you see Lady Cameron as your mother now.”
“Yeah, she’s the best mummy in the world,” I received a huge hug and we all smiled.
Comments
You are better than I.
I'm afraid that I would have been quite harsh with the other woman; used my blue light to vacuum the evil life out of her. Sorry, I am not very nice at times, and as protective as a rabid lion.
Gwendolyn
Child abuse.
I've just been watching Fatimer Whitbread's story about growing up in care. Some of the abuse she suffered at the hands of her natural mother parrallel Trish's story. Further destructive criticism by her carers (social workers) served only to destroy her self confidence through rejection, neglect and abusive remarks. Then a caring, kind teacher took her into her family and brought her out of the emotional prison she was locked in via athletics. Just as Cathy has liberated her children.
Good story Ang. Truly glad trish wasn't kidnapped susessfully or she might well have killed herself.
Bev.
OXOXOX
Easy As Falling Off A Bike pt 1779
What if that witch has an agenda and resources to take Trish away from Cathy? Does she need the child's signature to gain access to some fortune or property? I use child because the papers might specify a male child as her father thought she was a boy.
May Your Light Forever Shine
Trish
The past two or three episodes have dealt with Trish, and all have brought tears to the readers, including me. And now, do we see Trish beginning to mature beyond her age?
Trish has been thru a lot in her young life - child abuse, self mutilation, Billie's funeral and burial, able to see Billie when she is present, and who knows what role she is playing, and will ultimately do for the Shekinah, in the blue light events. And to top it all off, she has an IQ that is off the charts on the high end. That is a lot to cope with, and so far, she is handling it all much better than you might expect an eight year to do. The reason? She said it all with, "Yeah, she's the best mummy in the world."
Good story Bonzi! (tears from my eyes, again)
Don't let someone else talk you out of your dreams. How can we have dreams come true, if we have no dreams?
Katrina Gayle "Stormy" Storm
The biological Mom
Should not have any say in who Trish is. She is obviously happier now than she was before Cathy adopted her. Let there be a court battle if there has to be, but we all know who Trish really is, money or no money.
Yet another great episode Angharad.
I know I don't comment on every chapter but I love this story
hugs
Jackie
I'm amazed...
I'm amazed that she even recognized Trish after all these years. More amazed she felt she should/could STEAL her away from Cathy. Makes me wonder whether the father was actually worth money, which Trish will inherit (and the birth mom thought she could control). Wonder if the dad really "abandoned" them? Was "forced" to by family, etc.
I also wonder how much the editorial staff will actually tell us about this stuff. LOL
Whether or not Cathy presses charges, it might be in the Hospital's best interest to do so. Specially considering she injured some security staff and attempted the abduction on Hospital grounds...
Thanks,
Annette
"I also wonder how much the
"I also wonder how much the editorial staff will actually tell us about this stuff. LOL"
I suppose Ang will tell us whatever Cathy & Co. tell her shortly before she writes it down.
Good point that even if Cathy doesn't press charges, the hospital almost certainly would.
Kris
{I leave a trail of Kudos as I browse the site. Be careful where you step!}
The most likely sequence of events
let's see
daddy left or was forced out. maybe because of a row with mommy over how to handle trish's situation.
mommy then kicked her out, blaming her for ruining her marriage.
then daddy becomes ill and contacts her with the intention to say good bye to his child.
daddy might have told her off when he learned what she done to their child. she was prolly pretty angry before she met up with trish and cathy.
almost certainly there's some inheritance involved. might not be all that much, unless there is life insurance.
if that ran through her head when she grabbed trish is another question. she might have just been genuinely angered by what she perceives as perversion. though that doesn't mean she won't pick up that angle later. even a few hundred quid might trigger her greed, or at least she might think she's more entitled to it than her child. not to mention what will spin between her ears when she hears that the child she tried to punish by putting her into an orphanage, has already more money than she earned her whole life.
the hospital more than likely would be required to press charges by insurance policy.
Bike 1779
Well let's see. Kidnapping. Assault. Assault with serious bodily injury (if they can prove that after the blue light). Probably more assault we didn't see. The civil suit for the stress and terror in Trish, and the assault. Cathy needs to be tougher on these people to get them off the streets. Not just "Mummy" but the others also. Way too many crazies out there for her and hers to be safe with them running around.
Normally, I would agree
but the art of writing long running sagas is, to never tie up a loose end which can be used to knit another plotline later on. Will Trish's mother turn up again? Bonz knows - but Whizz was reading the comments earlier.
Angharad
I'd imagine...
...that although Cathy is unwilling to press charges, Trish's biological mum may be interviewed by the police before being let off with a caution.
But as we've seen from other ne'er-do-wells, a caution (or previous encounters with the Law) rarely stops them in their campaign - and if it turns out Trish's biological dad wrote his ex out of his will, then there'll almost certainly be fireworks as she attempts to take what she (incorrectly) views as "rightfully" hers...
As the right side of the brain controls the left side of the body, then only left-handers are in their right mind!
How can I put this.
Snarl, snap, bite, bite, growl, lunge, and lots of blood lost from a bloody stump that once was a hand. Oh I am forgetting chew chew spit. When you are a 300lb wolf things can be settled very quickly and decisively. But Trish's mother would not have slapped a 300lb wolf and tried to make off with the cub she is caring for. I agree Catherin is way to easy on the women. But if there is ever a next time the end will not be as nice as chew chew spit, more like sizzle smoke.
With those with open eyes the world reads like a book