Jane
I laid in a guest room with my head in my mother lap as she brushed my hair with her hand, it was slightly uncomfortable as I listened to music playing in the background as my mother hummed along. All I really could focus on was the sound and the image of that man. It was so hard to breathe as the sound kept echoing and the sound that it made when it hit him. I felt as if his blood was still on me, I could feel still on me like burning hot wax. Worst I could still see River, standing in front of me, completely blank and void of any emotions. Just replaying over and over, as I listen to my mother humming.
“I remembered the first time I ever saw some die” my mother said as I did not respond “it doesn't go away, I can still smell the blood like it was right in front of me” she said as I closed my eyes trying to block out what she was staying “it was when we had just gotten pregnant, and there was a man who tried to take me, he said he was going to kill me” and your father didn't even hesitate as another man held a gun to my head” she said as more tear fell down my face and she started brushing my hair again “I was frightened for a long time of him, so scared I ran, I had grown up in this sheltered world, I didn't know anything about my father's work or what Dante dose.” I looked up at my mother as she smiled slightly “but I was so scared, I ran away, I didn't want to be involved so I ran away, I didn't want my baby growing up to be a monster they had made the man I loved into.” she said as I took a deep breath
“what made you come back” I said in a shaky voice “why didn't you just stay away” I asked wanting to know want to know why everything I've dealt with could have never happened, I could have had a normal life simple free.
“your father, I was scared of him, but I loved him, he knew where I was the entire time I wasn't good at hiding as I just checked into a hotel” she said chuckling “had guard posted in hiding here I couldn't see, to give me space. After a month of loneliness and dealing with everything, he sent me a letter's daily, gift, flowers the works until one day I was waiting for my letter and I went to open the door for the staff person the brought them up and he was standing there with such a sad look my fear and heart melted” she said as I shook my head
“that ridicules a month mother you forgave him after he killed someone, and lied about his job in a month” I said sitting up and moved so I was sitting beside her up against the headboard
“yes, I know it doesn't make sense, but I love him and I always will” she said patting my knee
“that just dumb you could have gotten away maybe I could have a normal life and not be gawked at like a freak every minute of my life
“well, running ways wouldn't have solved your problems Jane, but I chose not keep you sheltered from it and it was helpful at least to not be caught off guard” she said as I rolled my eyes and heard a knock on the door and I jumped in fear it brought the echoing of the gun shot back as I started to breathe heavier
“relax, it just your father and River” she said as I laid back-down pulling the cover over my head trying to hide I couldn't face River.
I felt my mother climb off the bed and heard her footsteps moving away as my heart started racing more and I could hear my heart beating in my ears blocking out all the noise. I was frozen in shock would they come in here I really hoped they wouldn't I just wanted to be alone. I felt the bed dip next to me as I panicked and was to run away. As I tried steadying my breathing so I could try maybe hear what was happening. The room was silent I could hear someone breathing behind me, but it was quite. The person on the edge of the bed was moving not much, but I could feel vibration coming from the depression in the bed behind me. I pulled at the blanket so softly so it was uncovering my forehead as I stopped and froze as I felt the person move again. I pulled move to uncover my eyes to see who was sitting there.
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The Chosen Son
RomanceI met Jane the first time when I was Six, my parents took me to a park to meet friends of theirs. The playground had two other children, an older boy, around my age and a small girl with golden blonde hair. She was crying as the boy stood laughin...