The Whispers Of Lonely Soul

Chapter 2 - Xenos

The sun set through the large windows of my penthouse where I was standing, but it couldn't chase away the cold emptiness in me that I always felt, even though it had been so many years since she died. I sighed, feeling my heart sink in the burden of sadness. I knew that I would never feel the same again. I missed her so much and wished I could find a way to fill the void she left. I was taught to believe that her death was the cause of breast cancer. I didn't know if my dad really told me the truth because part of me was not pleased, and did not believe him when she died. Memories of my mother fill my mind every day. It was hard for me to spend every day without her presence, her gentle caresses and sweet laughter always echoing in my mind. I was a man now but if she appeared in front of me I would have become a child who was looking for his lost mother. Most people move on and forget but it was not the same for me. The day she died I felt like I couldn't breathe.

"Mom, please open your eyes." I sobbed. Her body was laid on the floor. I hugged her dead body. Her long blonde hair was spread on the floor, blood was pooled around her hair, back, and whole body. Her face was still beautiful even in death; the difference was there was no shine or glow. My eyes were not believing she was dead already, because she promised me she would never leave me.

For some reason I thought that there was something shady, something had happened to her.

Her death was not natural at all.

I was smart enough to guess many things even at the age of eight and my sixth sense told me that something had happened to her as if someone had killed her, but who?

I didn't know the truth.

"Xenos", my dad called my name softly and calmly as he patted my hair. "Come here, she's dead, Xenos, she's not coming back". He sighed sadly as he tried to pull me away from her gently, but I held her tightly. However after trying so many attempts to pull me away from her and trying to comfort me he managed to pull me away by force. "Let me go!" I cried "Don't take her away from me, please". He picked me up and took me away from her. I was kicking my feet trying to break free from his grip but he was stronger back then. They didn't even let me stay with her for even 15 minutes. They could have at least let me stay with her, let me cry openly and process and not take her away from me so early. My dad knew how much I loved my mom, how close I was to her but still after knowing it all he didn't let me stay with her.

At that moment and that day I decided I was gonna make him pay for what he did to me because he did not let me stay with her and I knew there was some reason behind this that he wasn't letting me stay with her.

"Mom!! Wake up!" I screamed hoping she would hear my voice screaming for her to wake up, open her eyes, save me, and pull me into her warm hug and calm me and tell me that she's alive.

Like she always said and promised..

But she didn't.

She was dead.

And from that moment I became cold as ice.

Dead to everyone.

Tears trickled down my cheeks. I didn't realize it until I heard my friend's footsteps coming from the hall. I quickly wiped my tears with a few tissues before he came. I was not someone who broke down in front of everyone or showed my emotions. Even though I wanted to, sometimes I couldn't. She was the only person in this world I trusted and after her loss I lost my trust in every person because she was the only one I trusted.

"Xenos, where are you? Are you ready to go? We are getting late" Ezra's voice occurred from the hall. His polished black boots that he mostly wore echoed through the marble floors as he walked in, finding me standing at the window staring out at the city.