The Puppeteer - a small comfort of the young father

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Zylen whimpered in his cries

He was in pain, terrified, traumatized with all the memories he had, and his heart is bleeding..

..mom..

..mom..

Zylen stay low, hugged the baby as he cried, trembling like he could fall off.

..I want to go home..

..I want to go..

..I don't want to be here anymore..

..Isaac ..please take me with you..

..I don't want to be here.. I don't want to see them..

..I can't..I can't take it anymore..

..help me..

His face was wet with tears when he was stopped by a sound, like a moan but it's not, it was coming from the baby. Zylen pull himself away slowly to watch the baby. He was trying to move with it small kicks and cute squeaking. Zylen unwrap the baby a little slowly to allow him to move, he hold to it's small arms.

It's so small.. so pure

The baby start kicking playfully. For the first time Zylen witness the baby open his eyes ..

And he froze with the beauty he saw. The baby got a pair of big blue eyes, very blue and bright, it reminds him of something..it was bright that Zylen could see it even in those darkness. Tears streams down his face, amazed by the beauty he witnessed.. it was the most beautiful thing he ever saw in his despicable life. The baby must have got the blue eyes from his mother, or Zylen's mother; She got a pair of blue eyes.. isn't she?

And just as soon as he start to open his eyes, the baby watch him and start touching the wounded face with his small hands, interrupting the trails of tears.. and the baby was smiling with it's toothless smile, the cute cheek was so chubby and his tongue started moving, as the saliva start drooling out.

The baby smile.. it was shocking for Zylen to see the baby smile, and to feel the small hand touching his face. He thought anyone would be terrified when they saw his face.. but just like Cheryl and Harry.. this baby is not scared of him .. all of their souls are so innocent. Another tears filled his vision.

..Cheryl..Harry..

When he slowly touch the baby's face the baby start giggling like he was tickling him. When infact he did nothing much. Are babies always this way? Or is there anything wrong with the baby? Did miss J does not want the baby because it doesn't have tooth?

Worried filled his face as he slowly stroke the cheek with his thumb, the baby turns his head left and right and start kicking again as it laugh, too happy with the touch. Zylen pulled away his hand, afraid if his nails would accidentally wound the baby with his hyper movement.

Is there anything wrong with the baby?

No, Harry and Cheryl laugh all the time for no reason, those music to his ears..it was normal for children to act this way.. of course himself was an exception. He does not have any childhood.. he is a product of hatred and human sandbag since the first day he could remember. Later taken as a slave when he was so young.. forced to sex before he could understand.. he didn't laugh, he was crying all the time.. he didn't jump around.. he doesn't have any strength to..he was starved.. he didn't run around for fun, he ran to safe his life..
He didn't scream for fun.. he scream for his unbearable pain and fear..

His childhood was completely destroyed to ashes..

And now his heart have shattered but destroyed again and again as if he could turn to dust.. taking small pieces of life to go on even if he bleeds.. living only because of mercy and sympathy of those who spared him in his memories..even he have lost them.. as his body keep crumbling..

Tears streams down his face. The baby squeak again, touching his face further. The small touch feels so good..it comforts him in his miserable life.. at least.. at least his child doesn't despise him.. he have him...unconsciously.. he smile sadly, kissing the baby making him laugh.

Zylen felt so loved..

He wanted to protect the baby.

He doesn't want to lose him..

But he failed so many times before..

Thinking about it will make Zylen cry, but the voice are not coming now since the baby is playing with him..who thought such a small soul could cheer his broken soul..as if the baby know his young father needs help

And Zylen was so distracted by the touch of the small hands, the cute squeaking laugh and the eyes.. now he remember, the eyes actually reminds him of the colour of the sky. How long has it been since the last time he ever see the sky? Or even the sun light? What is the season now? Day or night? ..he doesn't know.. all he wanted was to love his child

When suddenly the door was swung open, he was too distracted that he fail to hear the footsteps..

Zylen look up to the towering shadows upon him. The lights behind him hurt his eye..

"Your times up, it's time for work"

.. syringe..

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