A scoff came out of Daniella's lips after hearing the doubt in Alvin's tone, "but it happened , at first I got drunk but after days , weeks and months of drinking my eleven-year-old body got addicted to it. They wanted to know how much alcohol my body could consume."
"I don't understand " Alvin stated with his head shaking in doubt "your mom didn't know about this."
"We hid it from her; we had experienced enough pain and torture so we didn't put our mother in pain by telling the truth. There were some after effect though , just like a normal alcoholic person my body would shake after the alcohol entered my veins " she smiled bitterly as the memory flashed in her head "but that wasn't even the worst " she looked back at him, the man was massaging his wrist slightly "the worse thing was when they cut my back opened and drilled out a small piece of bone in my spinal cord. The pain " she suddenly laughed but it was cold and no emotion just like her eyes.
She squinted at him, "is indescribable , drugs don't work on me so anesthesia was useless . I felt all the pain , heard my own scream."
Alvin gulped hard even with the distance between them he could see her pitch-dark irises blazing with anger and staring at them had somehow made him feel suffocated.
"Your mother never mentioned anything about this " he murmured in a shaky tone.
"As I've said we didn't tell her. So tell me did my mom love you back?" she saw all the love Alvin had for her mother but the latter didn't return it in the same way.
Alvin lowered his face staring at his lap, "no she didn't , I was always by her side supporting her, loving her but she'd only seen me as a brother " he smiled sadly, eyes gloom as he reminisced about Alexandria's face.
Daniella got up not bothered by the air of sadness within the study room, "stop sulking Daddy Su Peter pan chose Wendy over Tinkerbell who'd been by his side " she smirked at him ignoring the pain she saw in his eyes, "and you were the Tinkerbell in my mom's life. She had never loved you the way you loved her " she said straight to him.
The man nodded his head once and took in a deep sigh, "what's your relationship with my son?" he asked with suspicion evident in his tone "I heard that you were staying in his room."
Daniella's smirk disappeared; her eyes bored from looking at him.
"Why don't I remember Evan?" she asked Alvin ignoring his questions.
The man sighed, as he remained sitting on the couch with wrist taped to the armchair "you were only two-years old when we visited you" he started, his eyes focused at Daniella's hair which was white as snow, "don't you remember him?" he let out a bitter chuckle, "he taught you and your brother how to play piano."
Daniella shook her head she might unable to remember who taught her the piano but she's certain that she had never seen Evan before.
"I don't remember him. What about him? He doesn't remember me either."
"Evan had been in an accident on his 20th birthday " he paused and tried to move his wrist "could you please remove these?" he asked looking down at his wrist.
Daniella got up she didn't know where she got the energy but she was somehow able to get up and use the knife to free Alvin.
"Talk" she said coldly, sitting down on the long sofa opposite of Alvin.
"Evan and his friend went out on a trip on an island somewhere north. I don't know what exactly happened but we received a call that they were at the hospital " he paused to take a deep sigh "he was shot on each leg. The trauma had caused him to have collective amnesia, though he could still remember his family he had forgotten what happened on the island including the memories he had of when we visited your family."
'Is that the reason why I can't read his mind?' she asked in her mind.
"So how long have you known my mom?"
Sadness clouded Alvin's feature as he replied, "I met her after I changed my school since then we became friends."
For a moment Daniella's mind froze. Her mother had never once spoken about her childhood, where she came from and her family.
With slight hope, Daniella sat up straight on the table and lay both of her elbows on her legs folding her hands together "tell me more about my mom"
"Does she have a family?"
"Where did she come from?"
One after another, the questions came out of Daniella's mouth like a machine gun shooting rapidly.
Alvin laughed, the sadness on his face disappeared and had been replaced with a bright smile, making the ambiance calm.
"Your mother was so secretive , it took me two years to find out her real name," his laugh which was full of amus.e.m.e.nt echoed in the room "she was very snobby and a troublemaker."
Daniella could not help but mirror his laugh , he was right her mom had always acted like a gangster even with her kids, threatening them if they didn't want to eat their food or telling them that she would throw them into the river if they don't clean their rooms, despite that her mother was the most loving person on earth.
"What about my dad?" she asked. She had never asked her mother about him and her mother had never spoken about him either, Daniella didn't even know his name and the last name she was using was from her mother.
"She didn't tell me who your father was but I know a man she was with when she got pregnant" saying that Alvin got up pacing around the room while massaging his wrists.
"Who is it?" she asked.
Alvin halted next to the door, "It's Arthur Schmidt, your mom had never confirmed that he's your father but she once told me that your father requested for the chip to be installed in your brain " he folded his arms over his stomach while his eyes were staring at the floor "I know everything about you and your brother Daniella. I know that you can read minds, that your eyes change color and" he paused lowering his hand to his sides , feet moved closer to her and only stopped when he finally reached the desk she was sitting on "I hate to say this but if the rumor is right about you and my son, I hope."
Alvin took a deep sigh, gathering all his courage to break her heart "I hope you can leave my son. My older son died because he was betrayed by his wife and I can't " he paused once again, feeling a lump in his throat "lose another son Daniella. You should know how many people have died, your mom, brother, and even your friend's father died so" he reached for her hands holding them tightly "I know its cruel for me to say this but."
He lifted his head and met her brown eyes; he knew that she could read his thoughts but he preferred to say it with his mouth.
"People who try to get close to you die Daniella, I saw how many people died that night, it's not only your brother and mother" the tears rushing down from each side of his eyes showed the sincerity of his words and the pain he had been through "my son was there too and I don't know who is trying to kill you or who is protecting you," he wiped the tears rushing down to his cheeks, a sudden spams of pain punctured his heart.
"What do you mean betray? How did Kierry betray her husband?" Daniella asked cutting him off .