Marrissa materialized in the living room at the same time as the woman, pulling a blanket from the couch she threw it up and over the woman, who immediately fell down to her knees, keening and praying some kind of shit.
After letting the woman babble a bit, she pushed her way into the body, stretched to get the feel , turning her " head" left and right looking for the telephone.
" George, this is Dawn. Come get the kids now. I can't handle this shit on my own. In fact I can't handle anything anymore. All I want is my drugs, my money and my booze. Bring the papers with you, I'll sign em, really, no no no, not a joke, I am not gonna call the cops. Are you kidding? Im losing it here George. The house is haunted, my body is being possessed, my mind is gone, all I want to do is get rid of these damn brats and go find some z's. Now George, come now!"
And with that Marrissa hung up the phone and settled down on the couch.
" hey kids come in here now."
Slowly the children came in the room. Marrissa/Dawn patted the couch next to her.
"hey guys, I know this sounds weird, but I am not your mom, I'm kinda like an angel, but not really. I know whats going on here, and I didnt like it. I called your dad with your moms voice and told him to come get you and take you home with him. Any questions?"
The children stared at her open mouthed not knowing if this was a drunken episode or what.
Finally the youngest,beautiful little girl, reached out and touched her mothers hand.
"I love my mommy. Are you my mommy too? Is she inside of your tummy like a baby? Can I..."
Marrissa cut her off gently and huggedher close. " No sweetheart. Shes not in my tummy. Its hard to explain, but you can understand angels right? Well think of it this way. I came down to help you so that your mommy can get help too and be a good mommy. But right now she has a problem that needs to be fixed. You know that right? Ok. Well with you at your daddy's she can get fixed if she wants to."
"What if she doesnt want to get fixed." This from the older boy.
"Well then young man, you will have to help your sister as she grows up to remember the good things about her mom."
"Aint nothing good."
The door bell rang and Marrissa/Dawn yelled" come on in".
George never expected to see what he was seeing. The kids were sitting next to their mother, with her arms around them, the very picture of domesticity.
"Ok Dawn, Im here. whats this about?"
" I told ya, Im done here George. I cant do it. I need ya to take the kids and raise them right. I dont know if I can make it clean or not, but they dont need to be in the middle of it. I dont want no money, I can try to work, just take em and go now, please." The reality was that Dawn was beginning to fight her for control and Marrissa didnt know how long she could keep this up.
"Kids get your shit out of this house and make your mom proud, do it now!"
The kids jumped up,as George started to come toward Dawn. She jumped back hands in front of her, "George, I know you know what coming down for me is like. dont, just take the kids and go."
"You didnt have to do it this way Dawn..."
The kids came came stumbling down the stairs carrying everything they could and dragging bags after them. The little girl stood in front of her mommy " mommy I love you, get better"
The oldest just scowled.
"Go on get outta here now!!" Dawn/Marrissa yelled.
George took most of the baggage and the three of them left, just as Marrissa was losingher hold on Dawn.
Running after the car Dawn started yelling, " George I dont know what you think your doing, but your gonna hang for this........" and was yanked by the body back into the house.
Marrissa had the eyeliner pencil ready. she began by writing on the walls.
"Dawn you are being haunted, you are a bad bad mommy, you asked George to come and get your kids because you cant watch them, understand!!!!! If you try anything to get those children back, you will burn in hell fire for eternity."
Dawn clearly high and confused, began to wail," oh my poor soul, what do I do now, where am I gonna get money....... Marrissa didnt stick around to listen to any more of that shit. But she would if she could visit once in awhile to make sure those kids werent there.
Now what to do?
