Stranger

ch17

I had missed my home. 

Yeah, the big bad demon that I am was admitting that. I have been away from home before, for far more than two months like this time, but this once, it wasn't my home that I was actually missing, in the literal meaning. Call me mushy, but yes, I had missed my mother.

The light brown curly haired, blue eyed woman that had raised me and loved me no matter what, was getting me excited as I was approaching my house. I hated the fact that I looked exactly like my father, but I was told that I had her personality. A fraction of it really. 

Mom is an amazing person, with a big heart and a friendly personality. She can put everyone at ease the minute they sit down next to her. My grandma always joked that maybe that was mom's super power among us. She was always the one happiest for me, saddest with me, hugging me the tightest when I achieved something, helped me when I never asked for help because I was too stubborn.

Mom had a big family, many brothers and sisters, and she had wanted this type of family for herself, but fate had not been on her side. After many failed attempts, she and father had given up on that idea and had settled on only me. 

The thing was that I had never felt any different, gotten any less love and care from her. Mom was always giving, never selfish. She helped anyone, no matter of their status. This is why my father's family envied her and belittled her for. They were always with a stick up their fucking asses, while mom treated all the same, no mater were you a ruler or a cleaner. 

She hates that me and my father have had a fall out. She always wanted a close knit family and that's what we were, right until I got my powers and father turned the other side on me. She hates the relationship we have now, that's why she makes it her mission to always remind me of the man he used to be, the way he was with me and how much he cared for me. 

The thing she doesn't want to admit is that that's all in the past tense. Unfortunately, we were far, far away from ever having a relationship like that. If things ever were to change, I could only allow myself to tolerate his fucking presence around us, but never feel anything remotely else. He has stuck a wedge between us, one that with time passing has only risen and risen, and now was impossible to get over. 

Not that I fucking wanted though. I was fine the way I was. In a way I was thankful for what had happened. Michael had opened my eyes and made me realize what kind of despicable beings were out there and because of that I had developed the thick skin I had now. It had made me more aware and more alerted at my position in the family also.

While he was always attending business meetings and whatever the fuck else he did, I was stuck home with mom. By the time I had got my powers, I had realized that I was the one left to protect her because she having a father that had been human, had made the chances very slim for her to get grandma's powers. But mom had a strong spirit, much stronger than most demons that had powers. 

Mom knew what she wanted, fought hard for the things she loved, is always will powered, does the things her way no matter what other say. Come to think of it, in a way, her and Evie are very much alike. Maybe that's why I liked Evie so much.

There I go again, using that fucking word once more. I was honestly getting pissed at myself at how easily she could manipulate my mood and change the state I was in just in mere seconds. 

I had regretted the night I had gone to her and dragged her to my place. Fine, stop the eye-rolling, I wasn't really regretting it as much as I want to. But it had been the first thing that had popped in my head. I was still on the hunt to find out why was she the subject to everything that first popped in my mind. 

Despite the events of that day, all the anger and the fights, she had been the highlight of it, ending it in a perfect note. No matter how much rage I had had when I had visited her, all of it had vanished when she had actually agreed to come with me.