Blood Flames

Chapter 1

Cale felt a soft cotton and silk brushing his skin, he tried to open his eye’s slowly, his vision was blurry and his throat was sore too thus he can’t utter a word.

He tried to move but, a huge heavy pain went to his entire body sending him headaches as well.

‘Fuck! Of all time that stupid God send me when I was already beaten up! ‘

He curses slowly sitting up while holding his head when suddenly a the door opened and a made came in without knocking.

“Tsk, why do I need to take care of this trash? “

The maid complain, she turn her head and saw a red head looking at her with a bored pained face.

Crash!

“Eek!, Y-young master y-your awake?! “

The bowl that was full of water shattered in the ground wetting the expensive carpet.

“I will call a doctor! and report it to the count that your awake!! “

The maid rush out the room leaving a dumb founded face on Cale’s face. He shook his head a and proceeds on trying to stand.

He was not shock that some maid came in instead of Ron, after he got beaten up to death Ron and his son left him with that punk.

‘I don’t have time for this stupid feelings
’
He walk step by step still wobbling every step, one of his hand was place on his side that had a huge scar from that punk beating and went to the door.

‘I need to go to mother’s room...I think I know what that is considering it’s mother’s doing, she’s always prepared and a head of time for anything’

He went out and walk in an empty hall, this place was on the west wing of the mansion he was the only henituse who live here while the rest of the family is on the main building.

He was the one who want to live here since he felt like he didn’t belong in this family, that he don’t have a space for this happy family picture that people always say.

He then reach a huge door, he place both of his hands and pushed it with all his might, enduring the pain roaring inside his body.

BANG!

The door opened with a bang, he walk slowly waving his hand from the dust flying around. The room was dusty but still look extravagant.

He looked around and closed his eyes reminiscing on the memories of this room, all the good memories he had on this room with his mother, and all of those time are all in the past now.

He open his eyes and started to walk to wards the direction near the wall, he now stop and stood in front of a red roses painting. It was his mother’s favourite flower, The painting was beautifully painted by a famous expert back then.

He then raise his thumb to his mouth and bit it, blood was flowing out of his finger, slowly tracing the painting and  place his bleeding thumb on the reddest rose.

CLICK

The painting frame that was on the wall now had a small opening in between the wall and the painting.

He slowly opened it and then he found a single book laying there with a red ruby pendant necklace.

“Ha! Now I can finally read you fully”

He pick both of the items and close the frame, he wore the necklace and sat on the dusty couch, he red all the things that was missing when he first red this book before his regression.