Batman's Son

Chapter 5-No hope with a bullet in the heart

     I couldn't move my feet, arms, mouth anything. The only thing I was able to do at the moment is breath. And I am breathing unstabely. "Mom" I croak out slowly walking towards her lifeless body. I sit on the edge of the bed and bring her cold hand to mine. "Why?" I ask. "Why did you leave me?" She doesn't respond. Maybe if I close my eyes real tight, this will all dissapear. This will just be a dream and everything will be alright. I close my eyes shut tight and try my hardest not to believe this and then I opened my eyes to see her still there. It's confirmed that this is reality. I start sobbing as I place my head on her chest. I feel a hand on my back rubbing small circle, comforting me. I have the slightest hope it's my mom doing this but as I hear a deep voice say it's ok, I know it's Landon and there's no hope. There's no hope with a bullet in the heart. 

"I'll wait outside for you" Landon softly says. As soon as I hear the door open and shut close I sit back up and wipe my tears. I look at her pale face placed with beautiful features that I don't posess. I look nothing like my mom. I have everything like my dad. Features, personality, everything. The only thing I posess from my mom is her hair. Except that her hair is blonde and mine is very dark like my dad's. From having a mixed dad, I look nothing mixed, let alone black. 

I spend a few memory-worthy moments with my mom until I decide to leave the room. I don't want to get too emotional and let this be the end of me. When I close the door softly behind me like I'm trying not to wake my mom up (although she'll never) I take a glance back to see Landon on a chair staring at some painting at the wall. He doesn't notice me until I'm a couple feet away from him. He snaps out of his thoughs and looks at me. "Are you ready?" he questions getting up from his seat.

"Yeah I guess." I rub my shoulders. "But ready for what? I don't know what to do next." He sighs and gestures me to the seat next to him as he places himself back down. I obey and sit next to him.

"I know this is too overwhelming for you and all so fast but I'm trying to help you. There's alot of things that's gonna be happening..."

"Where am I gonna live?" I bud in. That's what I now think of. I can't live by myself. I'm under age. He stops what he's saying and a sad frown appears on his face.

"Until all this court business is finished...."

"Court business?" 

"Sorry I'm going too fast. Your mom made a will that all of her possessions are given to your aunt in Australia." The hell? "And all of her money is given to you." That's fair I guess.

"What about my mom's debts?"

"Well your aunt can sell these belongings to get money to pay off these debts which means you don't have to worry about anything." he announces. Phew. I'm not saying my mom has a lot of debts but I don't have time to go through that ish. "The money won't be given to you until you're eighteen." That's in just a year since I turned 17 about a month ago. "And as for where you're staying, until all this court business is done, you'll be staying with me. I am given permission to keep responsible for you." I'm not really sure about this. "But don't worry. I have 2 elder daughters in college that can give you some company." Well there's a little upper.

"Thanks" I weakly smile. "But where will I live after that?"

"Well. Your a possession of your mom too..."

"Am I living with my aunt in Australia?" I burst in. Okay maybe that's a little too jumpy but honestly I like here thank you very much.

"No" he sighs. "Your mom has someone else that she wants to be responsible for you." Another person? Why not my aunt?

"Who is it then?" I grow impatient and am eager to know.

"Some guy your mom knows."

"Some guy my mom knows?"

"Yeah." Some guy my mom knows. My mom knows a lot of guys. Okay I don't mean it in that way but she knows lots of guys.

"Can you expand more on that?" I ask.

"Well I don't really know much about him. His name is Brian Lexiel and I don't know his relationship with your mom." I never in my life heard of that name before. Doesn't even seem familiar. She could have at least told me about this guy. He could be a pedophile for all I know? Wait. Am I still going to be going to the same school? Am I going to be leaving the country? And this guy, is he some millionaire or very poor guy. Does he even exist? These questions suddenly decide to bombard me and it's getting me very overwhelm and stressed. "You're getting a little pale Kadia. Let's go to your house and you can get some of your things to spend the night over."

I nod and we walk out of the building into the cold air. Then at the point, reality tells me this is all over.

A/N-I'm not going to write about the whole court thing and all that ish because it might take a while. Just a few parts of it. Well hope you enjoyed:)-