After Xena's father's death,
Just hours ago, when I was packing my belongings, a flurry of images flashed through my mind. I was caught between grief and joy. My father died only a few days ago, but my mother says her new husband has agreed to let me live in their home. Though my mother's husband is presently on a business trip and I only spoke to him on the phone a few minutes ago, I can hear how nice he sounds, and he even welcomes me to his family, saying that he would be pleased if his two sons and I were friends.
Actually, I was surprised because my mother had not informed me that I had a half-brother. Perhaps because she visits her father in the hospital less frequently and we don't talk much. And Dad hasn't talked much about her either.
What I was feeling on the inside was all in the middle. I was a little happy and a little sad. Whatever happened to me after that, I hope my father was merely looking down from above.
I sigh. I knew just by looking at my mother that she was a serious person who could not be joked with. She was overly serious. Perhaps this is why he abandoned his father. because my dad was the type of person who would never want to be surrounded by frowning faces. And, as usual, my mother maintains a poker face.
My mother's automobile came to a halt in front of the most massive gate I'd ever seen in my life; it was a golden high gate with two massive statues of lions side by side.
My mother's car beeped, and the big gate opened slowly. On the other hand, I was just staring up at the enormous house. However, as I looked to the far side of the house, which was rather dark, I observed a female standing there, and I had to swallow hard since the girl's ears were quite large.
Even though I was used to it, I couldn't help but feel nervous. Since my father and I arrived here in this town, I've realized I have a sixth sense and can see things that others cannot.
But I used to ignore them to pretend I couldn't see them. And they have faith.
I understood immediately that what I was witnessing wasn't normal. When I returned my gaze to mum as she got out of the car, I heard her tell the person she was speaking with to gather my things and set them in the room that the maid had prepared for me.
I exhaled a sigh. This is it, I told myself. I'd finally have the family I'd always wanted. Regardless of the fact that the cost was my father's life,
Despite her harsh expression, I nodded and climbed out of the car as my mother beckoned. When the servant, who I imagined was dressed in a maid uniform, unlocked the massive entryway to the mansion, my eyes were filled with wonder. What makes the inside more appealing than the outside? All I can say is that mom lived like a queen, from the expensive feature paintings to the jars and enormous vases in every room, to the great staircase and wonderful chandelier. I won't blame her for living with my father and me because, even if we hadn't been in debt, my father's money couldn't afford such a lifestyle.
"If there's something you need, you can call a servant." "Remember, if it's not an emergency, I don't want to be bothered." According to my mother, She acted as if she were threatening me. I smile and nod. She struck me as a typical mother—grumpy, snobbish, and with a sharp tongue. My peers used to grumble about stuff like this when I was in primary school. Back then, I admired all the children who had mothers who became upset over little things like soiled clothes and fighting with other children. What if I was with my mum at the time? I was lost in thought.
"What are you doing here, Xena?"
My heart stopped and everything I had been thinking about flew away as soon as I heard Seth's voice. When I turned back, I saw him enter the house by the side door. In amazement, my eyes widened. I only have one boy who I admire. What was he doing this morning at my mother's house? Is he a friend of my mother's son?
It's a good thing you're here, son. "I see you two know each other," my mum stated as she looked at me. I also told her that Seth and I were classmates. And then stop. Because I told her almost cynically that Seth and I were classmates, and that meant being Seth's brother (AKA) Zimon, the only person I despised. Who is ruining my everyday life at school because he keeps telling me how much he likes me? I've already told you about my ex-daughter, Seth. Learn about your step-sister. Please send her to her room. I had other commitments.
"What!" Seth and I both exclaim
Someone began to clap after some time had elapsed. Then my gaze shifts to the man walking down the stairwell. Zimon continues to clap.
"Wow, my favorite girl in the world was inside our house, and now I'm hearing that?" Was she really my half-sister? There's no way, baby. "
Stop making fun of me, Zimon. You are welcome to make such jokes with Xena, even though you are not my biological son. We're still family, and as her mother, I demand that you stop being so disrespectful. You were hitting on her if you already knew her, like your brother. You may now pause, Zimon. You already knew she was my daughter. Could you please look after Xena now? "
As a result, Zimon was not my mother's biological son. My mother, on the other hand, was speaking gently and in a different tone than when she spoke to me. My mother abandoned us and walked away.
But, as usual, Seth seemed bored with me, while Zimon returned to his joyful smile, even though he appeared to be a demon to me.
As Zimon tilted his head and said, Seth, commented sarcastically, "Sister, uh."
"Now I can wake up every day with a smile on my face." Zimon added, chuckling after he said that.
When Seth arrived in front of Zimon on the stairwell, they exchanged glances, as if there was some tension between them.
I'm screwed...