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BLUE EYES STARING THROUGHthe glass infront of them, Zero sat there with puffy red eyes and a face with no emotion showed across it. He didn't know what to feel. All he felt was despair and nothingness, and he simply wanted to turn into the dust that could float away within the wind. He was so hurt, and he didn't know what he should've been processing in the moment. He just sat there, large bags underneath his eyes, his blue eyes way darker than ever, only dullness filling his facial expression, and messy blonde hair that laid on top of his head.
Glancing up once he saw who it was that decided to sit infront of the other side of the glass, there was his mother with no look in her eyes neither. She just wanted to drop to her knees to sob and bed for forgiveness from her son. She didn't want him to end up this way. In fact, she never assumed he would ever go down this route. At the end of the day, she only wanted him to be his innocent boy again, but she knew that feeling would never return. Not after what he did, no.
The older woman picked up the phone and put it up to her ear with a devastated look showing through her exhausted eyes while Zero simply followed that action, the other phone pressing against his own ear before he silently gulped, waiting for his mother to say anything to him. He didn't want to be behind this glass that was keeping them away from touching. He just wanted her warm embrace.
"Why...?" The mothers shaky voice questioned as she widened her eyes, the horror filling her mind after she remembered the full details of how her sons victims had died. She actually couldn't believe that her boy would do something so sinister, and it actually made her sick to her stomach. There wasn't anything she could've done because it was already finished, and that only made her feel so much more worse, and she also blamed herself.
Staring at his mother with shaky lips as he watched her eyes begin to water, Zero slightly puffed his chest out and clenched his jaw, sending the woman a hard stare while he silently refused to let himself break down underneath her stare, "For Zelia. For Y/N. For them only, and nobody else. I.. had to protect the ones I love.... A-Are you mad at me..?"
The mothers breath hitched and she felt a tear drop down against her cheek. Those last five words made her think back to a smaller Zero that couldn't tell right from wrong. It hurt her so badly. It hurt to know that she should've been there, comforting him, not on the standbys, watching him go through mental and physical torture. She felt like a piece of shit that should've done better, but she knew she couldn't put all of the blame on herself. Zero was an adult, a very careless one at that, but that still didn't change anything. He was still so young.
"I'm so sorry. I... I should've b-been there for you... L-Looking after you... h-holding you.. Taking care of you... It.. d-didn't have to be.. this way. I didn't... ever think you'd come out to be a... c-cold blooded killer. Why...? WHY?" Zero flinched at the last question that came from his mother, and it almost began to sound like she was pleading for an explanation, which she was. He didn't know what to tell her, he told her all he knew.
