WHITNEY

I went downstairs already ready and this asshole was always talking about how much he cared about this estate.

Mom tenderly made me sign to sit by her, I sat and he continued his explanations.

"As I was saying before you went upstairs," he continued looking at me as if he wanted to read something through my eyes.

Mum looked tenderly at me and I could read the compassion inside her glimpse, I thus remained unwavering.

She was stunned by my behavior, she knew I became vulnerable when it came to my parents, however this time I was calm I didn't want to mess up what we have built until this time.

"To give you such a present, he should be a great friend to you" looking directly into his gaze and smirking at him I continued the discussion.

I didn't know how I managed to do it, surely, it was the desire to accomplish my avenge which directed my manners.

"We were intimate" he announced agreeing to my assumption.

"I will be glad to meet this intimate friend of you one day"

"I am not sure it will be able again"

he didn't know what means this assertion for me.

"Why not?" I pleaded

"He has traveled to another country and since this day I didn't have any other information about him"

If I could cry in front of him, my tears would have flowed and cascaded down my cheeks.

I was lost in my thought, in lack of words, I just looked at him with an empty mind.

* * *

I have been here fifteen years ago, it was snowing and I had gone playing with the snow in the garden. I was overwhelmed with joy cause it was the first time mom had accepted me to play outside, therefore I profited as I never did.

My pleasure hadn't lasted for a long time as I heard a shot of the pistol, I couldn't relate how I managed to didn't cried or holler.

I walked carefully to see what my parents were doing and had the pain of discovering my mother laying on the floor looking directly at the window open to the garden.

My blood went froze after seeing my mother bleeding and this fucking asshole pointing a pistol at her.

She looked out the window as if she was waiting to face my gaze, hidden behind a tuft of flowers she succeeded to meet my glare, and with a fake smile on her face, she made with a finger on her mouth "shut..".

I was broken, and my heart started pounding harder inside my chest.

I looked at the butcher's face and he was Armand Wilson my father's newest partner he had shown me on his smartphone.

He threatened my father to give up all his business parts if he wanted to be safe, and my father frightened, indicated where all his papers were settled, I saw him motion to the place where it was arranged.

An unction of hope increased with the smile on my mother's face which was becoming more real, I had the hope everything will be ok, and I believed in his mercy.

As he took it, he walked slowly toward them and shot them. I witnessed the last smile, the last glance on my mother's face, I wanted to scream out, to shriek at him, though I didn't make any noise as If self-preservation was activated.

With my hand on my mouth, I had seen him putting my parent's corpses into his vehicle and taking off.

It had been the last time with my parents.

* * *

"Whitney.." Mrs. Lucas's voice pulled me out of my remembrance.

"Sorry, I have too much on me now" I apologized to them.

"Don't worry, let us move on to the site" Armand said.

He entered his vehicle with his son, and mom and I took ours and we get out of the mansion and drove to the mines.

Their car was in front of us showing the path.

I was silently in the car looking at the landscape, Mrs. Lucas driving, took softly my hand.

"I am proud of you, I like the way you face the situation"

"Thank you, mom. I won't make an error, not now I am getting closer to the goal" I retorted

"You know I am here for you, he will pay".

" He will pay, him and whoever he cares about" I spoke harshly

"He separated me from all I had, I will make him sink" added I

"His son doesn't have to pay for his father's sins" mom try to make me reasonable, I could read the mercy into her gaze. Nonetheless, I made no reply, all I wanted was to burn everything this swine could care of.

After a long moment driving, we stopped at a hoarding on which it was mentioned "WELCOME TO MAPLE MINE"

We moved out to the vehicle, and we were deep in the wood.

The Mine was down a cliff "Follow this way" he indicated walking in front and showing the way.

Some stairs enabled us to climb down the hill. While climbing down, I stumbled and fell on Addams' back. He stood unshakable as a rock. Without even looking at me he mumbled: "Try to walk carefully my Luna".

"You will have to be stronger than what I see now if you want to survive at the gym"

"I am not the frail lady you think I am Mr. Addams" I replied trying powerlessly to retain the blush growing up on my cheeks.

He escaped a little laugh and continued climbing down.

"Uhmm..!" mom muttered behind me.

"We are at the same gym mom nothing more" I stood against the speculation crossing her mind.

"And at the gym do you have to talk to him?" she didn't want to give up on this subject

"Eurh..mom, he is my coach" I stuttered knowing what she was thinking about.

She didn't make any other reply, she just coughed to remind me I have to move.

Fortunately for me, I wore something adapted to this circumstance.

I dressed up in black jeans, a pair of sneakers, and a black shirt.

We walked, to explore the Mine, it was a very huge one, and thinking of all the benefits mom would have gained here put me in a good mood.