He/Heroine And My Villainess - Chapter 256

HE/HEROINE AND MY VILLAINESS

(THE CHILD WILL NOT CRY)

But, she wants to go and look, she wants to know what’s going on inside their house, but she is afraid to see, because her mind already giving her images that are not qualified for the young children to thought or see.

She stay outside like something had glued into her feet, while her body still trembled. Her mother screamed continued. But her screamed now indicate someone for her to help.

‘Mother, I want to help. I want to see my mother, what is going on! Mother! Mother!’ but her body refused to do so, leaving her frustrated and rage. The young child, clench her trembling hand into a fist and bite her lower lips because of anger.

‘Make me move! I want to see my mother!!!’ she screamed inside her thought, scolding her body, because her mouth seemed to be not functioning also and her lip keep trembling. She seemed can’t speak out any word out from her mouth, it’s like her tongue is stuck inside.

‘You don’t want me to get in? Fine! Then,’ the young child turned her back and start running from the direction heading to the town where many people still linger. To find help. Even though, she didn’t know what is happening inside their house, her body instinct knows it’s not pleasing.

She run and run without stopping as if this is the only thing that could help them, while she keep repeating words.

‘Mother, mother, wait for me. I’ll get help, mother wait for me. I will be back I promise, mother please bear with me,’

She continue running while tears skips into her eyes like a pouring rain, swaying into the wind as she run faster than a dog, until she arrived to the town and saw many people gathering and talking to the street. She went to the man who sell fruits and cry out to him kneeling to the floor, while panting hard as if this old man in front of her right now was her mother life span.

“Please, help, my mother, my mother, she, she,” because of how frightened and anxious she is. The young child seemed could not utter a finished words and the man she cried out for help can’t help but be worry. He went over to her and help the young child stood up.

Because of how loud she was screaming for help while crying all people in the street heard her and seemed to become alarmed of the way she called out for help that they all went to gather to where the fruit stall standing.

Curious as to why the young child is crying with a trembling body and frightened expression.

“Please, help, please help sir, someone, someone break into our house, my mother is screaming. I don’t know what to do, please help, I don’t want to lose my mother, please hurry,” even though, the young child had oath to herself that she would protect her mother out from harm and will always keep her safe, she still could not do it because her age and body failed her.

The adult man look at the young child who is crying in mess on front of him with a shocked expression and suspension. He held the young child hand and said.

“It’s all right, we will save your mother. Can you lead the way to your house for me?”

The young Mary didn’t waste time and immediately run to where their house heading, while crying. The adult man look at the young child running away in haste and told some people who gather around his area to call for an authorities and lead them to the child house after.

The town people then nod and some town people come along with him to check the child house with a knife and wood bat in their hand.

The young Mary keep running, until she arrived at the location to their house but she never went further because her body didn’t allow her to do so. Not long after, the town people and the adult man she cried out for help earlier also arrived, then stood beside her.

“Is that your house?” he ask the young child who is still trembling and crying in mess, with a calm tone of voice. The young Mary nod, and when the old man was about to step further to get inside their house, a man with a cloak and knitted scar on the face goes out to their house, with a bloody hand with a knife.

The town people was shocked and said.

“It’s him! The murderer!” they all said in sync except for the man who stood beside the young child who is staring at the man with wide and frightened teary eyes.

‘No’ the young Mary gasp and her body shivered in anger.

“No! My mother, mother! Mother!!!” The five year old child didn’t care anymore and had already loss control of her mind. She screamed in terror while anger tears surge out in her eyes and was about to run back inside their house but the an adult man was faster than her and he capture her to his arms before she could run away and went to their house.

“Let go! LET GO!!! Mother!!!” she screamed over to her lungs, struggling to get out from the adult man embrace but there’s no luck the man hold to her is more stronger than her resistance.

All the town people stare at the young child with a pity and sentimental feeling. They all know how hard it is to lose somebody you love or the one person you only have in your life. They stare at her for a second then avert their gaze back to the man who murder the young child mother with an anger as they all alert their self to fight and capture him.

But before they could attack the adult man who had a scar on the neck, they all interrogate him first.

“Why you kill innocent woman, what is your purpose?” the man who killed the young child mother stare back at them and answer with a smirk.

“Heh, innocent? You people don’t know anything. I’ve been searching for her all this years, because she took my daughter away from me and now that I found her. I will take back my daughter back to me,”

The town people all look at him in astonishment and disbelief. The young Mary stare at the man who killed her mother examining all the details of his face and was shocked.

“Fa-father?” even though, her father had left her at such a young age, the young Mary still could remember the image of the person who give her name and who always sang her lullaby every night when she goes to sleep beside her mother.

The town people got perplexed, they don’t know what is going on, all they know is that this person in front of them had killed forty people from every land he had live on.

But hearing the young child say the words, father they all can’t believe that the one who killed the woman inside the house was this child father. All their faced indicated a words, of unclearness and questions.

The man look at the five year old child and was about to get close to touch her but the adult man who embrace his child, forbid him by pointing a knife in front of him before he could move further closer to them.

“What do you think you’re doing?” the young child father ask. His voice sound angry and heavy. But the adult man who held his child seemed unbothered.

The young Mary on the other hand just stay at the adult man embrace, confused. Why would her father kill her mother? Why would he show up saying that her mother took her from him? What is going on? Mother told me that father left us already so why? Why would he show up saying that mother took me away from him?

The young Mary is so confused that she seemed had forgotten her fright and fear but her anger still remain.

The adult man seemed to have sense the young child confusion to the man who claimed to be her father.

“Don’t think so much, I’m sure he is not your father, he is only pretending. This man was known for being crazy throughout the land, so don’t believe every word he said,” the adult man said. Trying to give a slight comfort into the five year old child. But the still had the same perplexed expression.

The adult man sigh and break his embrace to the five year old child and give her to the other town people to be watch while he deal with the person in front of them. The person who secure the child nod and give him assurance that he will keep the child safe.

The adult man nod back at him with a smile, then he turned to look at the murderer in front of him with a piercing glare.

“You choose to surrender and commit your crime or die in front of your child,” the adult man ask.

“No! Don’t kill him, I want my father alive,” the young child reply out of nowhere her voice ringed of emptiness and not showing affection.

To be continued.