Seeking Noah

Chapter Twelve

"You silly, I wonder why'd you keep coming back to that hell hole" Claus scoffed, blowing off the smoke from the last cigarette out of his nose.

Noah swallowed, his lips are swollen and his face's bruised. "I wonder too" he uttered, "I always felt like I'm useless"

"You know you're not" Claus said, "You are the son of Jacob Heinsteele, a powerful man!"

Noah scoffed, "Being his son doesn't make me feel I should take pride in it. It makes me feel disgusted"

"Why? I thought you're his favorite son?" Claus asked.

"How can an illegitimate child become his father's favorite? My mother's nothing to him, just one of his whores" he hissed.

"So it's true then" Claus said, "Your mom's a stripper"

Noah swallowed, his eyes were about to shed tears but he showed a straight face, snatching the cigarette from Claus' fingers, "She's an escort"

"Escort? Like a high-end prostitute?" Claus clarified and Noah nodded.

"Did your mom met your dad first or was it Jared's mom that met him first?" Claus asked.

"He's bound to marry Jared's mother. She was his fiancé by the time he met my mother" Noah answered, "By the time he found out my mother gave birth to me he asked that he wanted to take me because my mother does not have the capacity to raise me to a good home with her job. I still remember the days Henessy's glares would scare me, she hated me and probably wished I would die or get lost and when I feel like I don't belong in that house, I cried and wished my mother would take me with her but she can't. I was forced to face a step-mother who despise me and a brother, yeah" he laughs, "I always forget I have a brother. Jared and I, we're never on good terms. He hates me as much as his mom hated me but that's okay, I understand. I'm someone who wasn't supposed to be born and maybe that's why I've been so unlucky all my life"

"You're the one choosing to be unlucky Noah. I'd leave that hell hole if I were you" Claus advised, "You'll suffer all your life if you allow them to control you, especially Naomi" he added.

"You'd probably jump off the bridge by now if you spend an hour being on my shoes Claus" Noah teased, "I want to take a rest so badly"

"Then go to a place where you feel safe" Claus suggested,

"The safest place I know just died four months ago" Noah uttered solemnly, reminiscing the day how his heart fell off the floor when he first heard the news of his mother's tragic death.

"I thought you said there are two?" Claus reminded and it made Noah think.

"What do you mean? It's just my mum!" he asked confused.

"You told me way back in high school about this girl but you never told me her name. You simply said she puts a smile on your face and you feel safe whenever she's near you"

"I said that?!" Noah exclaimed in disbelief then he laughed, "Why can't I remember?"

He looked at Claus for a brief moment while they're laughing together until suddenly, he remember why he said it.

His smile slowly deteriorates as he sees all the flashbacks coming in until Claus completely vanishes from his sight and only an image of long, brown haired girl appeared before his eyes. It was Namine Scott.

He reaches out his hand to her as he tries to touch her hair but she faded into thin air as he was kicked back to the reality, Claus saw a drop of tear fell from his eye.

Noah hastily wiped the tear. His heart has never beaten so fast before. He swallowed as he looked at Claus, who was confused and surprised by Noah's sudden change of emotion.