Chapter Seven
A reunion of sorts
Alex guessed it must have been about three hours later when the tears stopped flowing down his cheeks and he was flooded in light. He forced his head against the straps that held him down, only to find that they tightened jerking his head back and banging it against the cold steel. But not before he got a glimpse of the person coming through the door.
A slim woman, somewhere in her mid thirties was strutting in on long stiletto heels. Her short skirt and revealing blouse showing perfectly tanned skin that blended in with her long fair hair. However, it was none of these things that made Alex's heart miss a beat. It was her shocking brown eyes, the exact colour of his own extremely unusual eyes. Eyes that seemed to hold the world and all its worries yet never show any emotion.
Alex knew straight away who this woman was, but his brain refused to admit it. It couldn't be she was dead. She had been murdered by scorpia. The woman walked over, her heels tapping on the hard floor. She leaned over the block where Alex was tied up, the metal locks digging into his flesh. Alex stared into the cold eyes of his mother, Helen Rider. "Hello Alex."
Dum Dum Dum… soz it's so short but I am really busy at the moment as I have just adopted a quail (little birdie thing) much to my mom's displeasure. And right know it has decided to go for a flap round the garden with my dog chasing after it.
P.S thanks to Katie Gilpin for the idea about bringing back Alex' parents it sparked off the ideas of where to go next.