WHITNEY

"Who does this asshole think he is?" I asked to mum at the breakfast. We always took it together, my heart was swollen, this man had succeeded to put me in such a nervous state

"I hate him," said I, mom made no reply to my monologue, no gesture, and she didn't move her glance from her dishes.

I knew why she crooked her head, he didn't want to face my glance when she would escape her little sneer.

She knew how to laugh at me, she was not only my mom but also my best friend, my confidant.

"Mom, say something," I asked her to.

She then lifted her glimpse and met mine, I could see the smirk which was starting to be drawn on her lips.

"What do you want me to say, sweetie?" she bit her lower lips to didn't escape this smile that was burning her inside.

"You don't want to know what he has done to me, mum?" I demanded, I knew she was never serious when she was calling me 'Sweetie'.

" OK, OK"

"Let us be serious" she added

"Mom, I am serious since my first word"

"What did he do to you, Sweetie?"

"Stop calling me like that mom,"

"Try to sympathize with my anger" I expressed with my hand on my cheek, I started to be bored.

"I am serious dear"

"Tell me what he did to you," she asked now with a more serious tone.

Before I uttered the first word to explain, she interrupted me with a gesture of a hand.

"Nelson please, bring us enough of this juice please, I think this breakfast will be long" After she made me a sign to continue, sipping her juice.

"As I wanted to say, mom, this man, this fucking son of bitch had made me stumbled on my ass at the gym" I frowned my eyebrows looking at her to see her reaction.

"Why? were you fighting?" she questioned, stunned by what I declared.

"No mom, just arguing"

"And you stumbled because of the argument?"

"No. mum," I said stressing on the No.

"Mom this guy isn't normal" I tried to figure out what I have resent.

"How? had he done something odd?" she demanded, sipping on her juice with a donut on the other hand.

"HO..! you don't allow yourself to be picky today," I remarked, she scarcely ate like that.

"I have to thank you, your story had opened my appetite" she smiled

"Continue, please"

"I stumbled because of the aura he emanated while he started getting angry"

"What are you talking about dear?" She couldn't understand what I explained, she should have lived it to understand what I meant.

"Mom, when he got angry he had a kind of supernatural force that came and overpowered me, I didn't realize when I was on my ass"

"Wow..!" she looked at me as if I was getting crazy.

She stood, walked a bit in a restricted space, and open her mouth to talk.

"You know how much I love you, and with time I can dare say that I am as your moth.."

"You are my mother" I stopped her net before she could utter such infamy.

"Thanks," she said with this serious air she had most of the time.

"My advice will be to surrender to this avenge, give up on it. I know I am the one who encouraged you all this time, I understand your pain as nobody can do, though it hurt me to see how you have never enjoyed this life and its kindness"

My eyes widened open at her speech, and my heart started pounding high, my body temperature increased, and my breath became heavy. I would haven't believed that nom should be able to give me any advice like this one.

"I am your mother and all I wish is your good, it breaks me into pieces to see how your life was just a struggle over the struggle, you have never allowed your heart to have another emotion"

"Find love, be happy, and give up on this revenge"

"I think Addams is a gentleman, a nice boy, he will suit you, Forget about his father's sins. If you can't, go abroad with him and profit from the life"

"This is my wish for you, though as I ever do, I will sustain you in your objectives whatever it will be"

I stood mouth open at this monologue, my whole senses were disturbed, I went to hug her, wiping the tears falling down her cheeks

"You can't fancy how much I love you" This sentimental woman was my mother, however, my soul wouldn't have rest knowing this man hadn't sunk and paid for what he did.

"Thank you mon for all this love you are showing. I am not sure I deserve it. I will remain thankful my entire life for what you made me" I caressed and kissed her hair.

"Nonetheless, mom have you forgotten in which state you found me that day in the street?" tears were falling down my cheeks while speaking, and I wept them with my thumb took a deep breath, and continued.

"Remember mom, remember, I won't have rest until they pay, they will pay" I emphasized, crying louder, I could not this time retain the flow of tears coming, I was devasted.

* * *
I had been here fifteen years ago running behind Mr. Wilson's vehicle after seeing him go away with my parent's corpses. I was screaming, running as fast as my legs could allow me to, with tears on every part of my face.

I couldn't believe what was happening, I had hoped it was a dream and maybe I would return the reality.

As I was running on the road, trying powerless to reach him with my small legs, a limousine stopped the net in front of me, it almost hit me, and I fell on my ass looking at this beautiful dame coming out. She rushed to me, hugged me, and with an alarming tone she asked

"What are you doing here on the road?" with all a mother sweetness.

Pointing at the way Mr. Wilson had taken, I stuttered "he... he has killed my parents"

She was alarmed, the driver open the door and I entered the vehicle with her. I have no faith in her but it was my only option.

He drove and after a minute, exhausted as I was, I fell asleep thinking they would purchase them.