Hated Love

Hated Love Chapter 4

I foolishly looked back at where the voice came from, but as soon as I turned around, I was speechless.

"Mom" I cried

She stood ten steps away from me with nothing less than three fully trained rottweilers in her hand. I didn't know what was happening, but why was she here? I turned around again, and began blinking and wiping my eyes down trying to pretend it was a dream, but it was real.

I stared at her, but i saw nothing on her face that gave me the "your safe "sign.

"Mom" I repeated.

Almost instantly, a grin rose on her face.

"It's wonderful to meet you here" she says "I wanted to do this the nice way, but that doesn't seem to be the case now does it?"

"Mom, why are you here" I asked

She didn't answer. She gave me a sigh as if she was disappointed in me for asking that question.

"Sweetie, you know why I'm here. Even if you don't know, you know I'm not here to help you" my mom said

The canines started drooling, and there eyes were filled with hunger. I sat petrified and couldn't say a word. My mother turning into some kind of cliched villain is enough, but the canines, I just comprehend what was going on and what I did wrong.

Wait...

Zane? is this his fault?

I sat up and looked at my moms saddened eyes that once loved me.

" What did I do that was so wrong?" I asked "is it because of Zane?" 

My mother stood and waited patiently for a few moments before giving me a reply.

" You, yourself have done nothing wrong" she said " however, Zane is causing a few problems"

"Problems?" I asked "what kind? If we did something illegal shouldn't we be sent to the police?"

Mom turned around and sighed again

"Sweetheart, really, you are far too naive to even comprehend what's going on around you. That boy used you so he wouldn't get caught an put in danger himself" She smiled at me " You Probably hate him right now, don't you? If that is the case then there's something you can do to get back at him" 

My eyes blinked with disgust. Is this really my mother? Isn't this far too cliche and unrealistic? It was only two days ago that I saw my mom cooking in the kitchen with a bright truthful smile, so why did this happen? Does dad know about this too? 

Too many questions were popping up in my head, but fear of the answer overcame my curiosity.

I stared up at my mother again.

" What exactly did Za..."

A sharp sound hit my mother in front of me and was followed by a sudden wind.

"Mom?" I asked, but I got no reply

"Mo..." I stopped talking as soon as I saw a crimson liquid flowing down my mothers shoulder.

"Mom!" I cried

I ran towards her disregarding the canines that were running frantic and barking all over the place. No matter what she just did, shes still my mother and she took care of me for fifteen years. 

" Mom" I muttered " come on, stay with me!"

My mother didn't move. The room seemed silent. I could feel the tears rolling down my cheek, but no sound could be heard  through my ears. I didn't know what to do anymore.

"Naomi" Cried a low voice. It was in the distance, but I was sure i heard it. It kept repeating, but I could'nt respond. My mind went blank.

 ******** I'm going to re-write this book because the grammer and plot is messed up, but thank you to everyone who read it :3 I'm trying to get my new and ongoing book Throne some attention, and if you could could check it out that'd be really nice ;)***********