My Evil Boy Toy

Chapter 216 – Mom Part 2

I couldn't understand the feelings I had when I heard the servant shout my mother's name. She was pale and looked so scared.

"Calm down and tell us what's happening?" Kyle asked calmly.

The servant gulped and I could see her body was shaking. From what? I don't know. Then she took a deep breath and talked.

"S-She's at the entrance. Her body's lying there!" The servant shouted.

My eyes widened, shocked by what she said. Kyle stood up and hurriedly walked to see if the servant was telling the truth. He turned to me with a dark expression.

"Margaret!" He called.

I was startled hearing his voice.

"Y-Yes! I'll come with you." I stammered.

I stood up and followed Kyle. We were rushing towards the entrance, and I felt like I was walking on a long narrow path. It was endless.

My heart was beating loudly as the door came nearer and nearer. I saw the servants and guards were outside, swarming in an area.

I couldn't see Kyle's face and didn't know what was his feeling at that time. I was busy facing my own feelings.

"What are you doing?" Kyle shouted at the crowd.

The servants and guards bowed after seeing Kyle, then formed a path so we could see what they were looking at.

My body trembled when I saw the body of a woman lying naked on the ground. She was so thin and pale. Her hair was shaved unevenly. I could also see bruises and scratches all over her body.

"K-Kyle?" I called in a shaky voice.

Then Jayden and my father came. Father ran towards the woman to check on her while Jayden pulled me in his arms, burying my face on his chest.

"Don't look." He whispered.

"Is it mom?" I asked. "Is she alive?" I asked again.

I was becoming impatient because no one was answering. I could hear some murmurs and whispers from the servants while they waited for confirmation of who the person was.

"Quiet!" I yelled. Then silence.

"It's Catherine. It's your mother!" Father exclaimed.

I felt my knees weaken. I almost broke down, but Jayden held me tighter to support me. I wasn't looking at mom. I couldn't afford to look at her pitiful body, all bruised and scarred.

"Is she alive?" Kyle asked.

I bit my lips and waited for my father's response. I felt like it was the longest time I had waited for something. 

"She's alive." Father finally answered.

"Oh my!" I exclaimed then started crying.

Jayden was there to comfort me. I was glad we patch things up because I really needed him badly. He was embracing me, not letting go of me.

"Sshh. Calm down. She's fine. Your mom's fine." He whispered while giving me small kisses on top of my head and rubbing my back.

Then I turned to see my mother. Father took off her coat to cover her naked body, then he looked at the people around and glared at them. He was giving them a warning to not look at mom.

Father slowly carried her inside and we followed. He brought her to his bedroom and covered her first with a blanket when he gently put her down on the bed.

"Can you get me warm water, towels and first aid kits?" He ordered one of the servants.

Father started cleaning mom and attending to her wounds. I stood up, then helped him. Kyle and Jayden were seated on the couch, watching us.

I took one of my nightgowns and dressed her. I looked at my father and saw his longing and love towards her. After all these years, after all that she has done, he was still in love with her.

"She looked like you, right?" He asked, looking at me with a smile.

I nodded. Tears were starting to fill my eyes and I felt my lips trembling. I glanced at Kyle who was hesitating to get closer.

"Brother, look at mom. She's here!" I called.

He stood up and slowly walked towards the bed. She moved to my side to see mom's face. Then, he suddenly broke down on the floor and took her hand.

"Mom!" He called as he started sobbing.

It was supposed to be a happy moment. Mom suddenly showed up, but she was so thin and had a lot of wounds and scars, confirming that she was being held captive for a long time.

"I swear he will pay for this!" Kyle wailed.

We were just crying for half an hour. I had different feelings inside me. I was happy to see her, but I was sad and angry, thinking what she's been through for more than twenty years.

While I was sleeping quietly in a warm cozy bed, while I was eating delicious food in a fancy restaurant, while I was laughing with my friends, she was suffering. She was being beaten and tortured.

I gritted my teeth and clenched my fist. I will never forgive him. I will never forget what he had done to me and my mother.

"W-Where am I?"

We were surprised when we heard a raspy voice. She slowly opened her eyes, looking at the people around her. She first looked at me then to Kyle. Then she turned to father.

"M-Matthew? I-Is that you?" She asked.

Father nodded and held her hand.

"It is me, Catherine. I finally found you." He answered.

Mom suddenly stood up and rushed into father's arms. I was happy, seeing my parents together. My tears couldn't stop falling.

"You found me! What took you so long? I waited, Matthew. I wanted to die a thousand times. But I wanted to see you again. I wanted to see my son. I wanted to see our daughter!" She wailed.

I couldn't control myself anymore when she said those words.

"Mom! It's me, Margaret! I'm your daughter!" I said while I sat beside my parents.

Father let go of her as she turned to look at me. She frowned and was just staring at me. She touched me on the cheek as if she was memorizing every detail of my face.

"Oh my baby!" She whispered, pulling me into her arms.

Then she looked at the man who was kneeling on the floor.

"Mom, this is Kyle. Your son." I said.

Kyle stood up and without a word pulled mom into his arms, embracing her tight.

"Oh my god! My babies are all grown up now.." She kept on saying while she cried in Kyle's arms.