I can't help but think about this case. This is unlike the cases I've finished. It's more of a mystery than a chase, because first we don't know where this Seth McWellis is. Second is that we have no clue to who is his next target. This case is sure to lack in evidences and clues and the hell it is I'm being my nerd self again.
I am driving when my phone suddenly rang. I stopped what I'm thinking and turn the speaker on. "Honey I've been calling you for two hours now. Meet me in the restaurant, I have something wonderful to tell you" That's my mom. A very beautiful and elegant woman. And she works until now even if I tell her she don't need to.
"Im heading right there. I'll hang up now" I live with her ever since my birth. And she don't want to let me live all by myself even when I'm at the right age of being independent. As if I'm ever going to leave her all alone anyway. She needed me more than I needed her now.Don't be silly I don't mean it that way.
It's just that she's a breast cancer survivor and I took care of her. Well no one's gonna do it anyway, I am all that she got. She got pregnant when she's only seventeen and took care of me by herself. Well you ask why? Its because I'm one of those 'accident' that happen between her and that one hell of a father. He left her after she told him about being pregnant. I know its so ridiculous, right? But mom loves me anyway so she worked very hard to raise me well. And so you know, I believe in such things also.
And that is why I'm giving her back what she'd been doing for me. I owe her a lot and I love her so much. And I will not do the things that psychotic murderer done with his mother for the sake of love.
I opened the door of the restaurant and heard my name somewhere. I looked around and found her. "Gwen, here!" she shouted. I'm embarrassed. Is she supposed to shout my name out loud? Now their eyes are all mine.
I'd be lying if I say I don't like attention, because hell I'm used to it. Its just that not like this, not in a place where everyone is a stranger. Mom have that weird habit of her shouting your name even when we are out in a high class restaurants. She's supposed to be the elegant,sophisticated, etc., you name it because she's a fashion designer. But well, it is who she was. By the way it's making me wanna puke just saying those descriptive words.
"Ma you don't shout my name in a public place like this. What if there are criminals out here and they're hunting me? I am so dead!" I told her while taking my seat.
"Hannah Gwendolyn Lumbre don't tell me there are threats in your life? I agreed of you being a prosecutor but I won't tolerate anything that will take you away from me. Understood?" Right! And now she's nagging me.
"Ma I supposed you will tell me something wonderful, not lecturing me in a place like this?" I sighed. I wonder what the hell is she going to tell me. "Oh yes! I almost forgot. There was just this guy i met later this afternoon and he's so kind and gentlemanly. He help me carried the groceries to the cab. And would you believe it that he also ask me if he could get to know me more" she giggled. Wait what? She giggled? This is bad!
"And why would he want that?" I asked. Maybe it's a scam and mom is their target. "Isn't it obvious Gwen? He's interested in me. For so many years I've waited for these to happen after that incident" now she's talking like I'm just an accident, which is exactly what am I. And I'm so tired of obviouses. I hate it when it come to this point.
"Ma isn't it questionable why he so suddenly took interest in you? Why, we can conclude that its all just a prank or maybe he's just doing it for courtesy" shit! I am now shouting. I don't want to fight with her. Not when I have a case to solve and will never got a chance to make it up to her because of it.
"You're talking like I'm an ugly fucking lady! For goodness sake, Gwen I'm only 38. Other women out there older than me got another chance on love, why can't I?" There are tears in her cheeks now.
"Its not about you having a boyfriend Ma. It's me worrying that you'll be hurt again. I told you it may be a modus of a syndicate. Look, I'm a... I'm sorry. I just don't believe in things like that anymore. You know that right? Let's just go home please" I'm now tired. I want to go crawl in my bed so I can just close my eyes and forget that this day happened.
"I'm sorry Gwen. I understand now okay? Let's go home" and we walked side to side. This is what I love about mom. She easily understand what I'm telling her even if sometimes she's so stubborn. And I do want her to be happy.
We are now at our kitchen and I'm making beef stew. Its her favorite and mine too. "So is it okay if I go out with him sometime?" Why so suddenly mom? "Of course Ma, but please make sure you'll be safe. Okay?" I said. " Thanks Gwen! I promise to be safe all the time. I love you honey" and then she hugged and kissed me. Right! Now she's like a child.
After our dinner I head inside my room. Take a quick shower and wear my pajamas. Turn the lampshade on and read the documents I brought. After that I crawled to my bed for old times sake and close my eyes while I said this words. "God, she's definitely in love!"
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Ballad And Deaths
ActionHe's in love I don't believe in that He's a psycho Well I am not He's a murderer I'm his prosecutor. But what if the biggest twist Is just about to come, Will I end up with him Or forget The only love That I have.