A Breakable Friendship : Part 2

"...mother?"

The world didn't make any sense.

This was the lesson Cain learned when he first found out about his fucked-up family. He never forgot about it. Never had been allowed to forget about it.

Anything nor everything ever made any sense was the first thought that came to him. The world was bright, yet the scarlet liquid that surrounded his mother was too dark to be under the sun.

It did not stab his vision, no. Rather, his surroundings appeared much sharper, achingly clearer than they usually were. The forest was always cursed as it became too quiet for the mother and son pair.

She was someone vicious, a criminal, a murderer, but she was a mother.

A mother that Cain would wait for her to appear. A mother that he had hoped was there through his whole life.

Now that she wanted to be there, Cain pushed her away because she was a criminal and she was dying-

Oh god, she was dying.