Noah [1].

Everyday is normal like how one expects a mundane day to be, going to study working my ass off, on those little earning part time jobs for some extra change for little extravagant spending. A totally normal healthy handsome cute human being. That is me The Great Lord Noah.

Well the only sad thing about me can be said to be my shitty personality but hey, I don't have any soap drama back story to entertain you guys, neither my parents are dead nor I had any abusive childhood trauma. Oooh shucks to be me right, that means I also don't have the potential to become a main character in a story, because main character without shitty experience just does not exist (personal experience, read to many novels from w*bnovel and wa*tpad).

Nothing about me is can said to be attractive. I mean, I just don't produce that boyfriend vibes you know, that the girls crave over.

At least that's what I know.

like how the male lead should be swoon worthy, how can he be so protective? he is so protective yet he can cheat but the female lead is gonna still bloody accept him back like. OH MY FUCKIN' GOSH, girl did you lost your integrity somewhere??.

He creepily stalks, yet people in the comment box be like, "protect him , he is such a cinnamon roll.

ME: *Eyerolls* at their comments.

I guess these people lost their moral compass somewhere.

huh.

After reading the thousandth romance with not so healthy romance in which i personally would prefer these romanticized rapists to die in a ditch , but oh well the author doesn't seem to appreciate that idea.

just forget about it.

I sprung up from the bed, and put the slippers on. Humming my favorite tune of a song I made my way to the kitchen. Hmm 'didn't I turned the lights off'' also the windows of the living room was open as the wind was whistling and chilling me in the thin sky blue pajamas that I was rocking on, I shivered, "Damn it's cold, should have wore something thicc."

I moved toward the source of the wind, and looked outside. Everything looked beautiful it was the time that was neither the day nor the dawn, in the twilight few drunken people could be seen outside my house, shouting and laughing and also disrupting the nearby peace in the process.

I mean, this boy like his peace.

But still the red tinged sky with crows cawing and the wind blowing my hears to and fro. Felt ominous but also good like, Those moments where you contemplate and realize how incompetent and irrelevant you are to the whole world around you.

It's just how it is, as it may seem some problems are deep but they are just on the surface level, but the problem that you try to not feel guilty about are really burried deep beneath your psyche as humans we will try to fight it, but mostly if you are like me you will probably run away.

it's enough about that, as my attention was diverted somewhere as a car walks in our house and parks there. With a click a beautiful women walks out of the door and waves at me, "Mom". I shouted as I was too excited to see her after several weeks.

"Come here, cub" a soothing voice ran out as i listened to her. I walked downstairs hurriedly also carefully didn't wanted to get tripped down and become a laughing material to my mom.

I hugged her, she also hugged me back she ruffled my hair, "First don't call me a cub, i am not a son of some animal" instead stop talking she retorted in a humorous tone and laughed, "But you sure are a son of a lioness, what do you say".

I just *Eyerolled* her.

But she gave me the stares.

cough cough, I mean nothing can be dangerous when your mother gives you the eye you know what I mean.

" So how were your days, without me? did you missed me. Do you even knew how to make food?. Oh my gosh!! you must have starved yourself with that horrible cooking of yours" i was setting down the stuff that she got to the table, but my dear mother was having fun teasing me.

"Mmooomm, first my cooking is fine thankyou second who was the one who was literally calling me everyday? hmm tell me". as we continue are little mother son banter it soon turned dark and our tummy growled. we looked at each other and laughed again but underneath that laughter there was sadness in her eyes.

"Ma, why so sad? did something happened tell me, did my report card made you sad? but how could that even happen I'm a straight A student with perfect score and more A's than you." I tried to cheer up her mood, "Nothing just buisness stuff" she replied in a more cheerful tone than before.

"Hmm tonight, what do you wanna eat" , she said.

"Anything works." I got off the table and went into my room to organize the mess that i have made, not gonna let the mom see stuff that she shouldn't see.

you know what I mean.

"Noah, I forgot some groceries. can you go to convenience store and bring them. pretty please".

I heard my mom. i had just organized my stuff and was about to relax, when the tall orders came from the king. i tsked, and replied. "ok, coming. But what's in it for me" i went downstairs and saw my mom wearing apron and making food while looking bothered and pissed. After all be both hate kitchen, like mother like son.

"what's in it for me" she mimicked my words and smacked my heads. ouch, "that's in it for you, here take the list and bring them. Asap".

'Mean much', i mumbled because I didn't have the nerve to say that aloud.

After grabbing my jackets and donning my shoes I walked outside to this great mission. lol. The night sky was twinkling. it was cold as to warm my hands . I puffed the air out, it made a cloud with time it expanded the warm vapours landed on my hands as i rubbed them together.

dragon breathe. l, like a kid began to puff and play with warm breath more as i walked toward the nearest convenience store arround my house.

Dragon breathe, know matter how much old you get a dragon breathe is a dragon breathe don't judge me.

"look at that weirdo" two girls chuckling and giggling pointed at me and nudged the boy walking behind them.

"hey, don't say that" the boy said to the girls, "poor him, there are people like them too. you know you shouldn't laugh at people with mental problem."

oooof. That hurts his words k.o.e.d me.

i could literally feel my face flushing red after hearing that remark. I knew he didn't mean harm but still.

At first I thought that the guy was defending me but, just forget it.

I reached where i was supposed to reach.

with a clink, the door slided aside. The light blinded me for whole two seconds before i looked at the list and began to purchase the stuff per required by her highness.

To say the truth she really is a lioness. She raised me single handedly i didn't had a father figure so she became one to me. Managed work with life, she also dated. And raised me with the love and care that i deserved. lol (narcissist much).

well I do also love her a lot.

After picking up the stuff i went to the cashier to check out but holly molly that dude looked like he was about to pass out from overtime. I worked part time for extra change even though my mom is rich that automatically makes me a rich person. She says humility and hardwork is a must. That's why my pocket money is low, that's also the reason for my part time jobs.

But this man here needs some serious help. A bed and pillow to let those sleepy eyes get rest. looking at him also made me a little tired.

After picking the stuff up, it was time to go home but who would have thought that the moment I left my home it was probably the last time that i will ever see it back again.

i walked and turned left and then walked straight but something stuck to my foot it was a cat. It meowed as it stuck it canine out and tried to drag me with it.

"hey what up kitty. hey, no don't bite i don't want to get injections" i said but the kitty cutely licked her paws and tried again to make me move toward the place where the cat wanted me to move. I give up. Let's just follow it.

No way in hell i am gonna follow it. This scary dark alley is just literally like a scene from the horror movie that people like me rant about how dumb the mc is to go inside.

Hey wait, I shouted but the cat sprung up and moved forward as it launched inside the darkness of the night. My heart strung up you know what I may be dumb to not go inside but that cat i seriously and genuinly wanted to adopt it. cuz it was hella cute.

Just for the sake of it, pls don't judge me. i took out my phone turned the flash light on and went inside.

I moved a few more steps than a dozen, My vision got blurry as i saw the cute cats body dismembered and a hand with no body was fisting the entrails of the cat.

The hands were playing with blood. i wanted to scream i seriously did but the only thing that came out of my mouth were some jumbles of word that i could not recognise them myself.

What was happening, what was that thing all sort of question sprung up. suddenly a gravitational pull. Pulled me inside the alley more i wanted to escape this place I tried to run but the the force that was pulling me was strong.

There was some sort of dimensional rift and a crack, that was pulling the air and creating vacuum making it harder for Noah to breath on. He was huffing and gritting his teeths there were tears hanging on to his eyes as he hurriedly wanted to go back home and the warmth that comes with it .

But the pull was pulling him, he tried to make a run for it but the hand left the cat body, the body of the cat was sucked inside that rift with a woosh the hand jumped and grabbed Noah.

He could even feel the warmth of the blood through his clothes and the disgusting wretched smells that comes with it. He bashed the hand with his grocery bag again and again. As he grabbed walls of the builing, pillars and started to make the way slowly but surely toward his safety.

Some hands even stuck to his face he wanted to scream but he couldn't say a single word. It wasn't psychology pressure it was something else. He just couldn't speak. at first it was probably due to him being surprised and grief stricken to see the cat die. But now he so desperately wanted to scream he couldn't.

Everything felt unreal he reached his second hand to take that disgusting dark bloodied hand out of his face in the process the cats blood also smeared on his face. he felt disgusted. he so utterly wanted to go home and take a nice bath and forget about it like it was some dream. Maybe it is a dream. who am I kidding? how can dream be so realistic.

i ran and ran, grabbed and bashed the hands with all that was left in my hand the grocery was nowhere to be seen.

Just i was about to reach the safe zone, the light where even in night , humans and street lights were present. My hands were held by another hand but the fact was i didn't felt disturbed but felt relieved. so I looked up. It was the hand of a human.

The hand i was so familiar with.

And that hand pushed me.

Also that was the hand that fed me.

i swirled and was thrown as those bloody hand jumped and smeared the blood of the cat all around me i was pushed into the dimensional rift.

i could have literally felt every single bone of my body crack.

And the life in my eyes died with the pain and screams that also numbed down.

But why,

Why would my own mother would push me and kill me?.

i asked this question before i lost my last breathe.