The only Hope

Gerard’s pov:

She was standing there, with her hands on her hips. I have to admit she looked really sexy when she thought she was in control or when she was angry.

Gerard, get it out of your head okay.

She was waiting for me to eat, but I wasn’t hungry. Well, actually I was, but I wouldn’t let her notice that.

“Well?” I got slightly annoyed now.

“Or else… I’ll have to make you leave.” I gave her an angry look, but she didn’t get the hint.

“Good luck.” She said as she sat on the bed next to the food.

“As you wish.” I got up and grabbed her by her wrists. I really didn’t want to do this, but I didn’t feel like eating or talking. She had to leave.

“Let go of me!” She fought but it didn’t help.

“Hey! I said let go! You’re hurting me!” She hissed.

I was about to throw her out of my room, when she suddenly spoke.

“What happened to Donna?” She fell on her knees as I dropped her, surprised by her question.

“What?” Did she really just ask that?

“What happened to Donna?” She was breathing a bit heavily now.

I still had her wrists in my hand and I pulled her up. She yelped. My face was just inches away from hers.

“Where did you get that name?” I spoke slowly.

“I… I don’t…” I let go of her wrists and walked towards the door. I closed it.

“Her name is not on those pictures in your room, so I’ll ask you again.” I walked over to her again and pointed at her. She was so small compared to me.

“Where did you get that name?”

She looked a bit frightened, but I was going to push her now. She had to tell me.

“Hope!”

“Fine, Frank told me! But I didn’t know she was your mom until Mikey just mentioned her downstairs.” She was rubbing her wrists.

“Mikey spoke about her?” I sounded angry, but it wasn’t meant like that.

“Yeah, but let him. She was his mother too.” Her face was serious.

I walked over to the desk and sat down.

“Again… Please leave now.” I didn’t want to talk about what happened to my mom.

“No, don’t you see you’re destroying yourself! Eat for fuck sake.” She was standing right next to me, yelling in my ear.

Suddenly she walked away and sat on the bed again. Was she crying?

“Why do you hate me?” She said softly. “Everything I do is because I care and I want you to recover, but why do I still care?” She looked at me. “Why do I still care about a bipolar, depressed, fucked up narcissist!” Tears came streaming down her face now.

She got up and walked towards the door.

“Wait.” She turned around to face me. “Sit down, I’ll tell you.” I didn’t want to, but she didn’t deserve this. I was taking everything out on her. She sat down again, slowly.

“Donna was our mother, yes. She and my dad took really great care of us when we were younger. But then my father got killed. Mom just told us he had left us, but I knew the truth. I mean, his stuff was still at home. Besides, my father would never leave us like that… Anyway, not long after he had died me and Mikey found some documents in his room. It turned out he was a spy. It explained a lot; the long business trips, why we were never actually allowed in his room...” I smiled, all those memories. So precious. “Plus why he had trained us from day to day. My mom obviously didn’t know anything, she thought we were just playing outside or something… So we didn’t tell her. I wanted her to remember her husband just as she thought he was. Mikey and I found a document that said Korse was looking for the children from every single spy. So, we packed our bags. We left a note on the kitchen counter for our mom, saying we couldn’t explain it, but we had to go. I mean, we didn’t want to put our own mother in danger. So then… We headed for the desert, hoping no one would find us there. We met Frank and Ray and found this abandoned hotel, it was the perfect hiding place and we remained there for several years.”

I took a deep breath and looked at Hope. She nodded, understanding that I needed a second.

“We listened to this guy on the radio called Dr. Death Defying. He reported every move BLI or the Dracs made and… He actually still does. But one day the radio started making weird noises and we heard an unfamiliar voice. It was Korse. He was speaking to the two sons of a woman called Donna Way… He had our mother. We heard her. She screamed; it was awful. He also told us that if we wouldn’t turn ourselves in, he would kill our mom. But we didn’t want to go down without a fight, so we loaded our guns and took off. When we got there I saw my mom… She was beaten and had so many… Wounds and scars.”

I gulped, holding back tears. “We actually managed to save her. It went a little bit too easy, but we pulled it off and brought her back to the hotel. But then everything went wrong… Korse had used my mother to locate us, she had a chip or something… He hacked the camera’s and not soon after that… He attacked us.” I rubbed my forehead. “Mikey was outside when it happened, I was upstairs with our mom. Korse had gotten to her and I couldn’t do anything… He was holding her in front of him, I couldn’t pull the trigger. All of a sudden he was smiling and said: “Say goodbye to a loved one, boy…” Then he… Shot my mom. Right in front of me.”

I started crying. “And until this day I blame myself for her death, because I wasn’t on time, and Mikey blames himself for not being there at all. He still believes that together… We could’ve saved her.”

Suddenly I felt a hand on my knee and I saw Hope looking straight into my eyes. She was smiling sadly.

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