A Tale Of Revenge And Redemption

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LYRA'S P.O.V.

Picking up the muffins Katy once wore I looked out the cinnamon from the oven and set it on the table. It's been a week since the incident and I couldn't do anything.

The house did nothing but haunted me each time I closed my eyes. My real parents might have died in the fire because of my stupidity but Darius, Mave and Katy deserved to live and die like normal people but it seems like fate didn't want that as well.

“Cinnamon!” I heard Zayn's quiet voice from my side and I gave him one of it before he ran away to play with his toys

He has done nothing but eat, sleep and asked for Mave and Katy in the last few days. I didn't know what to tell him, hell! I still don't, but this was the first time he was actually playing with his toys.

I cleared the kitchen up and just like almost every part of the house I covered it with white clothes and packed items in boxes. I couldn't live here and be sane at the same time.

I was unable to close my eyes to sleep because I saw them, countless times Zayn has caught me talking to myself or rather an imaginary Katy and Mave. I was so close to going nuts and I was unable to do anything about it but to leave.

Felicia left yesterday and her husband promised to take care of her not that I didn't trust him I mean he was so sweet while he was here, but I hope that Felicia gets better with time

She was a massive mess, and she has every right to be that way. I let out a sigh before packing up the cinnamon rolls and placing it in the sitting room before I walked upstairs to get our suitcases.

I was paranoid leaving Zayn alone, but it was just taking a suitcase, nothing is going to happen. I shut my eyes and walked inside the room to pick everything, but as I walked out of the dark corridor I didn't find Zayn sitting where I left him.

“Zayn!” Panic made its way to my heart as my eyes darted from left to right, yet I saw no sign of him “... Zayn! No hide and seek, sweetie, where are you?” My eyes went to the front door and saw it open which made my heart skip.

Without thinking, I ran out as tears began to fill my eyes and I couldn't see him. I walked around the house and saw him playing with a raccoon and my eyes widened, but relief went through my body like a blade knowing he was alright.

“Zayn, sweetie” He looked up with a brimming smile on his face

“Mummy look, I found a car!” I laughed as he walked up to me and the raccoon looked like it was fighting for its dear life.

“That is not a cat, Zayn, it's a raccoon that wants to go home” I bent down to his level and I watched him pout

“But I want to keep him”

“You're taking him away from his family. How about this? We can get you a cat after we get to our new home”

“We have a new home” His eyes light up “... Bye bye Mouse” He let go of the raccoon and it ran.

“You named the raccoon mouse?”

“Yes. He has big ears” I laughed as I picked him up from the ground and he giggled.

“You're impossible” He smiled, and I couldn't help but laugh more

He was the only reason I could laugh without breaking into tears, and practically the reason I eat. I lost appetite days ago and when he sees that I didn't eat he barely eats his as well.

He was the sweetest yet calm even though he is still a toddler, but I'm certain he will be a lovely kid. I walked into the house and called Uber so we could go to the airport.