"What's wrong, Amaya?" She asked, and wearing a worrisome look.
"Who is my father?" I raised my hands to my waist and asked. She rolled her eyes, looking at me disdainfully.
"What do you mean by that?" She asked, furrowing her eyebrows at me.
"I heard Alex, that man that claimed to be my biological father is not my father. How true could this be?" I asked her, my voice growing tougher as I spoke.
"Are you drunk?" My mother placed her hands on my cheeks, feeling the temperature.
" I am not, mum. Jeremy showed me a picture of a girl that looked exactly like him. His smiles in the photo with the girl are suspicious and cost. She looks like his daughter!" I explained, trying to show action.
"That's not possible, Amaya. You are the only child he has. Don't be fooled by whatever Jeremy brought to you. He is just after revenge. Alex is your father!" My mum said to my eyes boldly.
"Then what happened, mum? When you gave birth to me. You told me he wanted to carry me and run but you caught him, right?" I asked, waiting for her response. She nodded. "Yes, it's true!"
"Why did he run when he is my father?" I asked, looking into her eyes. "Maybe because he wanted to make wise use of your gifts as disclosed by the prophecy!" My mum interjected.
But then, my mum was lost in a pool of silence. She bit the tip of her finger as though she had begun to reconsider my words.
"Did you just say you saw a picture of a girl that looked like him?" My mum asked.
"Yes, mum!" I responded.
"Hmmm... Jeremy's mom was Alex's bitch when she was alive!" My mum said and sat on the chair. My eyes widened in confusion.
"You mean, Jeremy's mum who was killed by my father was a bitch to my father?" I asked, losing my exterior.
"Yes, Amaya!" My mom said, and continued,
"Jeremy's mum used to be my best friend back then in high school, but not until that day she betrayed me by sleeping with your father. Betrayals from both sides hit so hard on me that I almost lost my life."
My mum shed tears as she pierced the wounded heart once again with her words. I moved to her and hung my arms over her neck.
"Then why did my father kill her?" I asked my mum.
"Before she died, she came to meet me and asked for a favor from me!" My mum disclosed. "Favor? What favor?" Before she continued and asked impatiently.
"She asked me to make sure you are married to her son, Jeremy. And that's why I had always wanted you guys together!" She landed her words cutting through the suspense.
I froze in place and now knew why my mother preferred Jeremy to any other guy. There was this pang of emotions in her eyes as if they were more to what she was saying. Nonetheless, that didn't answer the question I asked her. Why is she telling me all this?
"But why are you saying all these, mum?" I asked her, still lost in her recent revelation.
"I am telling you this to know that your father has just two women in his life. I and Jeremy's mother are the duo in his life. Apart from this, I don't know of any other woman! Jeremy's mum might have born the girl, but I doubt it!" My mum responded, her voice whispering.
I sighed over the unexpected revelations. Who could believe this? "Does Jeremy know about it?" I asked her.
"No, he didn't, his mum hid it from him till death!" My mum responded. "Don't ever tell him about this!" My mum warned.
"Mum, I needed to ask Alex about the girl!" I said to her.
My mother gave a crook smile, and responded, "Well, I won't stop you from going, Amaya, but remember your father is manipulative and also a lair!"
"Yes, mum!" I said to her and moved out of the place.
I exited my mother's cabin. I glanced at the school proprietor, and Cena having conversations at a corner. What could they be talking about? I sneaked up to the place on my toes to eavesdrop on their conversation.
"Cena, I will urge you to stop asking me about Nikki. How is that your business? I gave you the work to make sure Amaya's abilities are exposed. That rogue in the forest could do anything to harm me." The school proprietor held Cena by his shirt and said.
"If Nikki has those abilities why then trouble yourself about Amaya?" Cena asked, his eyes featuring anger.
"Don't tell me you are now falling in love with Amaya. Remember you dare not. I brought you out from the mud to my mansion to work for me. You should do your work wisely and forget about Nikki," The school proprietor said.
"I am not falling in love with Amaya. She's never my spec. I am only doing this for money and nothing else!" Cena responded, looking around.
I covered my mouth, trying to stop the gasp from escaping through my mouth, but little sprue out. I never knew Cena was a tool used by the school proprietor. Does that mean the school proprietor was trying to use me as a means of fighting my father? I should have thought of this long ago. Cena didn't love me. He came just because he was paid by the school proprietor to expose my hidden abilities.
However, something new was unwrapped. I heard them talking about Nikki. Who is Nikki? And how does her life concern me? I clenched the bar in front of me maybe I could get the full information about the girl called Nikki.
I was there when a hand from behind covered my mouth, and whispered to my ears, "Cena is a spy, Amaya. He never loves you. He and the school proprietor have something secretive."
Turning around was Jeremy. "Jeremy, what do you mean?" I asked, now unhappy over the recent revelation.
"That girl in the photo I showed to you was Nikki. She is your father's hidden daughter who has abilities like you!" Jeremy said.
"Abilities?" I asked Jeremy, one of my ears still attentive to the ongoing conversation between Cena and the proprietor.
"She's trained by the school proprietor, and also a tool to fight your father," He exposed, and continued,
"She lost her memory a few years ago. She can't recognize her father anymore, not even her friends. The only instructions she obeys are from the proprietor," Jeremy ascertained.
"How did you get all these pieces of information, Jeremy?" I asked him frantically.
"On the quest to avenge the death of my mum on your father," He said to me, wiping off my reddish lips.
"Come with me, Amaya, and let's fight together. I will make sure I take revenge for the death of my father. That man is not your father!" Jeremy resounded in my ears.
"Can you just shut the hell up, Jeremy?" I screamed at him, having felt the pain in my system. His words contrasted starkly with the moments.
Cena and the proprietor looked in our direction and caught us. Our eyes met each other in fours.
"Amaya, you didn't tell me you now eavesdrop on your proprietor," The proprietor said and walked up to us.