Lost in the Crypts

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Dad reached the Wilds. He didn't want to meet mom because he didn't know what to say. But he had to, he doesn't want to make her feel worried.

     Alex P.O.V

I start wandering into the Wilds. Not knowing how to face her with the truth. She might start crying till forever. But if I don't go, she might freak out. What will I say. I start preparing some introductions and conversations. But in all of them it ended up not comforting. I just had to face reality and tell her.

I entered my house. Then I headed towards the living room. I expected to find her there, but she wasn't. Then I headed to the kitchen, expecting her to be cooking lunch, but she wasn't either. My eyes widen. And I climb the stairs quickly hoping to find her sleeping. Unfortunately she wasn't too. And then my eyes widen even more. I know what happened. She freaked out because I was late. Or she went to the other house where her mother was living.

I leave the house and head towards the other one. I enter and didn't find her in the living. I search for her everywhere. But she wasn't there. In the kitchen, bedroom, bathrooms, salon, library, and dining room. She vanished. Now I am sure that she totally freaked out to an extent that made her go back to the Crypts. And she couldn't get back. Either she was lost or caught. I head downstairs, planning to go back there for the third time to get her. When, suddenly, I hear laughter. I follow the sound of giggling and laughing with my eyes closed. Reaching somewhere. Then I open my eyes finding a door I never saw because it was hiding behind the staircase. I open and burning light enters. Too strong light that makes my eyes fight to open. I hide the sun to open my eyes and I finally get the chance to open them.

I stare, barely noticing a woman whom I dont know. She is staring strangely at me. I stare back for a few seconds when my eyes start adjusting and I notice another woman sitting beside her. Staring at me too. I finally know that person. I get closer, it's Lena. She says excitedly, "Alex, hi. I present to you. My mother!" she points with her hand at the other woman. I look at her smiling, "Hey ma'am. I'm Alex. Your daughter's life saver." I say jokingly, and Lena gives me a light punch on my shoulder as I bend down to be their level. They are sitting on the floor. "Oh hi. I really do thank you because you were the one who kept my daughter's love for me. I owe you." she said in a calm voice that sounded full of appreciation. I felt so happy for Lena and replied, "Don't thank me. It's your daughter who always wanted so but couldn't do it alone. I just gave her a push."

She smiled and Lena did too.

And by time, I figured out how much her mother was kind. She was the most loving person I ever met. Why?! Because she fought for it!

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