my little hedgehog

"Mom, I'm off to work and I will be heading back home late tonight as I am working overnight. Don't wait for me." Derek talked with his aged mother who sat on the chair, looking at his face. She gently grabbed his hands, "I'm sorry you have to juggle jobs all the time just to afford my medicine and I know my request may sound ridiculous, but can you not go to work today. I have a bad feeling about it, please don't go." His mother said with a shaky voice as she struggled to talk.

"Mom, you worry a lot. Nothing will happen to me. As you know, you gave birth to a strong and able child. Nothing can ever harm me." Derek said with a puffed chest in bid to reassure his mother.

"Okay, but remember to be careful." she said, patting his head.

"Okay, okay now stop doing that, I am not a child anymore." He said as he stood up to grab his shoes before heading out.

Derek has been the one taking care of his mother ever since his dad left with another woman claiming his mother was old and soggy. This led to his mother constantly relying on drugs because she could not take the blow.

On getting to work, Derek saw a familiar figure at the entrance, making him frown. He thought of going through the back door but later decided to approach. Avoiding it would only make him look weak.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, annoyed at the intruder's presence, "as long as I remember, this is a public place, and you can't stop people from going and coming." Angela said, flipping her hair backwards.

Derek furrowed his brows with annoyance. He and Angela had dated each other before, and he could have brought the moon down for her, even though her family, the great Donald family, disagreed with their relationship, he still did everything in his power to please her, until the day he caught her pants down with a another man in her apartment, he was so depressed that period and all she could tell him was that he was not rich enough to her standards.

"Suit yourself." Derek snorted before entering the restaurant.

When he got in, he was called by his boss to go deliver some goods, which he happily accepted because he could not stand being stared at by that irritating bitch. The thought alone irked him.

After he left on his delivery scooter, Derek noticed an upcoming trailer heading for him. He shifted from his lane to another, but the trailer followed him as he moved, and the same circle was repeated over and over again.

Derek was sure someone was after his life but before he could swerve again to the other lane, it was already too late, the trailer had already collided with him.

Derek  noticed a blurry figure step out of the truck heading towards him, "In your next life stay away from what is not yours," the figure sneered at him. Derek could recognize the voice as the guy with Angela that day.

Derek sincerely regretted not staying at home like his mother said. Maybe he would not have died in such a manner. His mother, he wondered how she would react to the news, he thought, before taking a deep breath and closing his eyes. He opened his eyes again to see a strange stylish roof over his head, making him confused. This wasn't his house, nor did it look like a hospital.