Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Lena’s PoV

My hearing was distant and distorted for some seconds, my brain was temporarily numbed, my head went totally blank. I can’t quite phantom the news my father just gave me right now.

“Hello! Hello! Hello!!!” I called countlessly into the dead line, hoping for his voice to boom and tell me this was a prank.

I rushed out of the bathroom, heading out of the party without finding Leah. Getting to the Main Street I hailed down the first taxi I saw, having it parked before me as I launched myself inside.

With obvious nervousness I got in the car stating my address to the man with different thoughts running through my head. How can my mother be dead?

Was she sick?

She was very fine early this morning. Or is this just a prank? Why would my dad be pulling this kind of prank on me, he definitely didn’t sound like he was pulling a prank on the phone call. Probably to make it more believable.

I swear to God if I get home and realize my father was lying to me, I’m gonna do something he’s sure won’t be expecting. I brought out my phone shakily, opening it and putting my father’s number on dial.

The last ring sounded and he didn’t pick, I have a small brother named Jason. He isn’t old enough to have a phone else I would have call him instead. This is just getting hyped up negatively.

I scrolled through the contact dialing my mom’s number instead, the rings sounded clear and long in my ears with her never answering the dial.

What exactly is going on. “Sir can you drive faster please, it’s kinda urgent.” I urged the man in front of the wheel trying my best to come off polite. He sensed the urgency in my voice and increased his speed.

“Thanks,” I mouthed starring out through the window, praying silently for nothing to happen to my mother, because I don’t remember her sick or not okay before leaving home this early morning.

What could be wrong then?

This must be a prank, this is definitely a prank, but why is my dad pulling this expensive prank off. The car finally came to an halt in front of our apartment.

Hastily I got down from his car settling him as I rushed my steps going inside.

“Dad! Dad!! Jason! Mom!!” I called the moment I stepped inside our house. Beginning my search through the living room, then passing to the kitchen I decided to check upstairs.

“Dad!” I called again, I knew this is a prank.

“Lena is that you?!” A voice like my dad’s yelled back from my mom’s room. His voice hinting on the seriousness of what he told me.

Hurriedly I found myself barging inside my parent’s room, looking around to understand the scene in front of me. A covered body was laid on the bed getting covered with a white sheet by the doctor beside her. My father was seated on a stool with my brother in between his legs as they both gazed intensely at the man.

“I don’t think she was poisoned by any silver Mr Hales. I will be on my way now, and will inform the Alpha on this.” The man said to my father before he move away from where he was approaching me before walking past me and straight out of our house.

I walked in further going to meet the people seated beside the bed. “What happened to mom?” I asked silently getting to mom. Wishing hard that everything happening right now is not true and just a prank.

Then my father dragged down the sheet covering my mother as her face become visible. “Oh my gawd!” My body shook violently against the cold feeling that hit me as I staggered a bit backwards gasping loudly with my palms moving up to shield my mouth in revealing my surprised look.

I found it hard trying to believe this is my mother. Her skin was entirely paled, she has no eyeballs, then her mouth was wide opened in an O-shaped, her entire face was shallow with her black visible veins appearing throughout her face. Then there was this tiny mark embedded on her forehead.

“Dad what is this?” I questioned in a surprised filled tone, staring intently at the dead body of my mother.

“I don’t know Lena, I don’t know.” He answered lowly. One could tell in his voice he’s trying to keep it together and not lose it in front of us.

He just lost his mate and I understand him. Tears welled up in my eyes as the realization that I just lost my mother dawned on me strongly. I couldn’t stop staring at the body and wondering what could have killed her.

“What happened to her? How did she died?” I questioned with more salty liquid rolling down my eyes.

“Just this evening she went to shop groceries, then called me all of a sudden shouting for help and then it went dead. I went in search for her only to find this. The doctor came in earlier to test her cause of death but she wasn’t poisoned with silver. I don’t know who did to us or your mother Lena.” He explained.

I kept my stare glued on the diabolical sight of my dead mother. Moving back step by step I found myself out of the room and entering my room.

Flinging my bag and assets somewhere across the room I jumped on my bed as I buried my head deep in my pillow with more tears streaming down my eyes and wetting my pillow.

I can’t believe my mother just died, this isn’t suppose to happen. How exactly did it happened? Had she know she wouldn’t have went for groceries.

Who could have done this to her? Is it possible she was killed? I need to wake up from this dream. I can’t lose my mother, I just can’t lose my mother, not yet, this is all a dream. I need to wake up.

Who is gonna remember to help me turn off the light in the middle of the night, who is gonna lecture on life whenever I got into one of my moods. Who is gonna play with me when Leah is gone as she always traveled to her grandma’s place every once in a year. Oh no this isn’t just happening.

Like a dream shattered right at the verge of it coming to pass I let out the tears wishing for the time to rewind so I can go spend more time with her. Like a heart held in a glass everything shattered with me loosing myself in the darkness, the reality that I no longer have a mother.

I sniffed raising my head up from the soaked pillow, my eyes darted to the picture placed on the bedside table near me. In the picture was my family. I took the picture touching the face of my smiling mother, her pleasant smile looking brightly at me.

Is she really dead? I didn’t get to say goodbye, why did she have to die? Why is this happening to us and not somebody us? She just shouldn’t have died. My phone started ringing and I can easily guess who the caller was. I ignore the call drowning myself in more sadness as I stared at the picture.

Crying out loud I drawl the picture to my chest engaging the small frame in a hug, sad-ridden water poured heavily down my eyes as I clung to the picture.

My eyes shut tightly as memories of myself with her flooded my brain. No one to say the exact words she normally said to me whenever I need some motivation, no one to inspire me the way she does again, no one to make that my favorite meal. There’s nobody to have a deep conversation with again every night.

All this is becoming too much. Her voice yelled in my mind telling me to also give Trevor a chance, she knew about Trevor’s crush for me and the only that actually knew that I like Trevor a bit back. Now she’s gone, I haven’t even tell her yet that I went to Trevor to go tell him I accept his proposal only to see him doing something.

I haven’t tell her yet about the guy I met. She’s my true best friend then I can pick Leah. I might not tell her everything, but I don’t regret telling her everything I have told her. She always a solution to every of my problems. And now she is gone.

She’s no more. How she would begged me whenever Jason pissed me off again.

No no no no no no no I refuse to accept this reality. My mom isn’t dead, I need to wake up from this reality.

“Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” A loud ear deafening scream came out from my mouth with my eyes shut tightly. Opening them the tears streaming down my face seized.

My face morphed into a shocked expression, staring at the iced flooded room, it was all frozen. Everything in the room was, with ice spikes forming through the frozen objects. Standing up to examine what I just did I came across my mirror, peaking at my reflection my lips parted in more shock.

My hair had switched totally from black to white. At that moment was the door of my room bursting open, I had wanted to glance over and see who was behind the deed but I was busied by the altercation in my reality. I could assume whoever is there to be either my father or my brother however.

But who the fuck am I?