In the midst of recalling my stone spike, still so freaking stupidly sticking my head out the window as if I was talking to my best friend, I decided to check on Emily's grimacing face one more time with a still angry expression, but else should I have expected.
Genuinely, tell me.
What else should I have expected other than her looking dead straight into my eyes with a monstrosity of a face, that screams nothing but: 'if looks can kill'.
I was too immersed.
What… the hell is my next move…?
If I recall the spike, then she'd have no doubt that I was the culprit, like, 0 doubt. But if I don't… who knows what will happen to her face, she might even become a demon…
With a still angry face that I kept plastered due to not wanting to look like I was just caught in 4K, I decided to put on an act that I was afraid would come out along with a million stutters.
"Who the hell did this to you?!?!?"
I shouted, sweating buckets with a thumping heart at the fact I really managed to not stutter once.
I decided to act like I was angry at how someone hurt Emily, which looked as stupid as it sounds, but it was really the only thing I could think of after being caught with an angry face.
I then jumped out the window, and sprinted towards Emily. I haven't checked how she's looking at me since I realised she caught me.
While running, I recalled the Anus Annihilator right when I began seeing Emily's jawline shift down in the peak of my vision. I was praying with all my might that she would believe that the 'mysterious assassin' decided to fall back after seeing me run towards her… but I knew that wasn't possible. Nevertheless, I tried.
"Why are you sweating?"
My heart sunk so bad.
So bad it made my ears start ringing.
It was the same nonchalant voice that she always had, but it had a horrifying depth to it that I couldn't explain.
I couldn't say I wasn't. After all I was, to the highest degree, sweating.
I didn't know what to say, I could say that I was exercising in the library but I knew all to well that no training could cause a sweat like this.
"N-Nevermind that Emily, w-we have to get you to the doctors quick!!"
I said, again, shocked at my level of stuttering control.
After saying this, I decided to finally see how Emily was looking at me.
But to my horror of not having a clue of the fate that awaits me, a sweaty and gentle hand intercepted my necks movement, by pushing my scalp down lightly.
It was as if Emily didn't want me to look.
"What a nice boy, I am only your maid yet you care so much about me to be sweating like this…"
Then the sweaty hand on my sweaty hair skidded a little as Emily caressed it lightly.
How is her voice so calm?! And her movements are so steady… I remember her muffled scream earlier all too clearly so there's no way she isn't going through intense pain…
What if… the pain is driving her to be calm…?!
I could only imagine what degree of revenge she is planning to be able to ignore an impaled buttcheek.
…
Frick, should I just run…?
She shouldn't be able to chase me because of her injury…
As if my mind had been read, two slender yet ominously firm arms reached down towards my solar plexus, resulting in a seal that didn't allow any form of escape.
I could literally feel it. I could literally feel her hands shifting up and down because of my raging heartbeat.
"It's okay now young master, let's just go inside, I need to tell you about something."
With her hands no longer stopping me, I hastily looked up, a bit more hastily than I would have hoped. No, a lot more hastily than I would have hoped…
But to my surprise, I saw a tender expression looking down at me lovingly, with her vibrant orange pupils glittering as if her eyes were watering.
After gulping nervously, I gave her a slow shivering nod.
I didn't want to speak. I was afraid my heart would jump out of my mouth if I were to open it…
5 minutes later.
"It was 6 years ago."
Me and Emily were currently in my parents bedroom, on two wooden chairs sitting opposite eachother beside the bed.
The atmosphere had a certain vibe to it… a vibe that gives a weird 'Son, you're actually adopted.' feeling, but still had a tinge of serenity to it.
"It was 6 years ago when a fateful day that ended up influencing every single one of my actions for the next 6 years, happened."
I looked up, wanting to have an attempt on reading her mind. What I saw was a pure looking lady looking down at her lap with a nostalgic smile on her face, with her hands interlocked atop the same thighs she was looking at.
I couldn't read a thing.
"And that day, also happened to be the day that I fell in love with your father, Rainer Earthman."
She then bit her lip, still managing to keep her reminiscing smile, and shortly after relaxed her jaw to continue talking.
"But as you can probably tell, being a man in a baby's body, he was not long after courted by your mother, Yelena Whitewill."
"…"
"But I could never hate her for it. After all, deep in my heart, I knew that she deserved him way more than I could and would ever, and I couldn't help but be happy for Rainer to be honest. And furthermore, she was my best friend even before I had my first love, and she still is."
"And a few years later, they had a baby. By the name of Vormet Earthman."
She then looked up to me. When she met my eyes, her smile grew a tiny bit wider, but that little bit changed the look of her smile a whole lot, it was as if she was finally able to get something she's been striving to get for centuries. But she was quick to undo that change.
"I hated you."
Cutting through in the short midst of my heavy gulp, she continued.
"It was like my heart finally gained a way to release its envy, that was bottled up all this time."
"But I couldn't do anything, after all, this was his only child.
"But after years went by, Ignoring the raging suspicions I had about you having been possessed by an adult or something supernatural of the like, I began to develop a weird motherly feeling towards you. I was with you more than Yelena ever was, I touched you more than she ever had, and I even began to enjoy seeing you grow, probabl- no, definitely, more than she did."
"With this, I felt as if I was gaining a connection to the far away father of this child, and as if he was feeling that connection too, despite not even seeing me that often. I knew I was deluding myself, but I didn't care."
"And soon, my feelings for Rainer increased exponentially, as I spent more and more time with you. And I began attempting to engage conversations with him whenever he would come back. But he always showed more feeling in his conversations with Yelena than his conversations with me."
"Seeing him chatting with Yelena began to feel heart-wrenching, and after one whole year of fruitless suffering, I decided to give up."
"Giving up definitely did alleviate the pain of seeing them together, but not too much."
"And so, you became my only solace. I still felt as if I was your mother, and seeing you read in the library happily never failed to lift my mood after leaving the couple to talk in their own world."
"After 2 years, it didn't take long for you to be the only one in my mind, leaving Rainer long in the dust. I no longer thought the merit of basically being your mother meant that I had a connection to Rainer. Now I only thought of myself as your mother, and not anyones husband. In fact, I didn't even love Rainer anymore."
"And so, I would like to offer you something."
Realising I had to talk, I clocked in.
"Can we… run away together?"
"…"
I can't tell. Is she faking it or not?!?
I recalled every single frick up that I made in the last 9 minutes, and became more and more convinced that there was no way she wasn't acting right now.
But then how?!
It's only been 5 minutes since the calamity happened, so how the hell did she manage to make such a compelling story that ended up tugging on the heartstrings of a former king that went through every form of despair in his lifetime, in such a short time?!?? Is she a monster?!? But then why is she working as a maid for some unknown adventurer?!?
I knew I wasn't going to get any answers, so I decided to plan my response before it would end up being too late. It's already been ten seconds since she asked the question after all.
Looking back up to the poor maid, a cat got my tongue. As I looked at her puppy-like expression, almost all of my plans left my head immediately, leading me to take a few more seconds to plan what I was going to say.
"I'll buy you all the books you want, I'll give you all the love I can. I'll make it my life goal to make you happ-"
"…Okay."
NO, WHAT?!? WAIT! UNDO!! I DIDNT PLAN TO SAY THAT, I WANTED TO SAY THAT I LOVED MY PARENTS AND I COULDNT LEAVE THEM ALONE!! NOOOOO!!!
Right now I was staring at the ceiling with burning eyes, my hands scraping the ridges of my head. Next thing I know, my small body was crashed into by Emily's as she vigorously hugged me.
"I'm so glad, Vormet…"
She said with a shaky voice, and soon enough, I began to feel tears dropping quickly, one by one on my left shoulder…
Ahh, just please don't be acting… I've really liked my life so far…