Blood Domination System

06. The Cry Baby

And as it did, the whole space about him flickered, rewarded by a gasp from Lekan's mouth and a widening of his eyes.

Startled, Lekan drew back, his eyes wide as he began to breath rather rapidly, panic beginning to surge through his whole body. He placed his hands against the wooden surface of the door, trying to feel for anything... just anything that could make him feel a bit more confident that he found something. But he found nothing, much to the increment of his worry and panic.

His chest heaved quickly, his breaths becoming ragged and rapid with each passing second. Adrenaline pumped into his body as he scrambled his legs seeing as the room, his bedroom began to get eaten up by the strange reality creeping into his space.

"No... no, what is this?" Lekan gasped, blinking his eyes now. "What is this... aaaghh!"

He groaned, bending his head and shaking it slowly and painfully as he gritted his teeth. As he groaned out, he could not help shake the feeling of familiarity that soared through his body about what was happening.

It was almost as if this particular scene had presorted himself some how. But he could not place it. And the fact that he did was unable to place it made his head ache and his heart throb with pain.  Pain that he knew what was happening but yet could not understand how he was living through it again.

After grimacing for a few more minutes, he painstakingly lifted his head, slowly. With his teeth bared, he looked up to the center of the room watching as how the whole room had changed in that moment when he had kept his head down.

Something liquid played at his fingers and he looked down, a gasp escaping his mouth at what he saw. He was sitting in a pool of blood, everywhere about him soaked and filled with blood. It was a blood bath.

And right at the center of the room was a  lady in a long gown, cackling as she laughed about like some maniac. And as he looked at her, she seemed to be the one who was capable of wrecking this havoc about. From the way he saw her, she seemed to be some sort of villain who would be rejoicing after destroying the protagonist in a story or something.

Watching her rejoice made his blood boil. The fact that the whole landscape was changed to that of an area that had been ridden by wars and bombs did not baffle him at all.

Instinctively, he bared his teeth, squeezing his face in anger as he watched the lady rejoice.

First, he was angry that she would cause all of this. Secondly, he boiled because this woman had the guts to come down here, in his room and was rejoicing over something as senseless as that. His muscles ached and trembled, strength from nowhere surging into his body as he jerked his head up with a guttural growl.

The Lady figure looked at him now and smiled, her eyes calling out to him. Seeing that, Lekan began to lift himself up, his hands pushing his body up while he leaned forward as if he was just about to spring forward.

The lady laughed and Lekan growled, jerking forward only for...

KNOCK... KNOCK... KNOCK...

Lekan blinked, hearing another series of knocks resounded on his door. He almost wanted to ignore the knocks, ruling out whoever was knocking to be his Uncle. 

And right now, that mister was the last person he wanted to see. However, he frowned and looked back at the door. Over his shoulder noticing something he had not noticed from before.

This time, the knocks were gentler. Almost as if the one who was walking did not really want to knock but just had to do it because the person wanted to see him. Or something like that.

"Hi, Lekan. It's me. and I understand if you don't want to open the door for me to come in."

Lekan swallowed as he heard the voice call to him. It sounded feminine, a confirmation to him that it was not his Uncle who was knocking. In that space of time, the room reverted back, the vision of the lady rejoicing and the war torn city, all vanishing.

He eased his face off the frown as he got to his feet, wondering who it was. If it was not his Uncle Desmond, then who could it be? Lekan reasoned.

He dusted his hands now and cleared the ring and the envelope. Placing it on the topmost layer of the book shelf to his left and then sighed to himself after watching himself in the mirror.

He rubbed his eyes with his knuckles and then heaved out one more time before shaking his head and turning to the door.

"It's me, Blessing." Lekan rested his head against the door now, placing his right hand on the door handle. "And... I was thinking you would not want any one around you but then again..." Blessing's voice broke now, becoming rather emotional. "I couldn't just bear it with myself to stay away from you in these times."

She sniffed from the other side of the door.

"I miss you Leh..." Another sniff sounded off. "And I just cannot wait to see you. Please don't do this to yourself. Don't shut the world away from you, okay?"

There was a pause form outside the door, so silent that Lekan could swear he could hear the sobs and the heavy breaths from Blessing. And in a way, it made him feel all so guilty, making his eyes tear up as well.

"I understand if you still won't come out. So, I would take my leave now. Just... J-jisy be good. I really miss you, Leh!" Blessing sobbed out one more time.

Running footsteps resounded, alerting Lekan to the fact that she was running and crying away. Guilt stricken, Lekan sighed heavy, shaking his head as he turned the lock.

The door gave way instantly and out came the stale air. In that same time, the one who was running stopped, as her footsteps slowly halted.  It took a while, Lekan standing in the room with his hand still on the lock while not stepping out or saying a word to Blessing. However, to Blessing, it was all the invitation she needed as her footsteps began to sound even closer with the passing seconds.

And once it was only but a few more steps, Lekan could hear the increased pacing as she ran. Running back to his room.

"Ah..." Lekan winced as the girl dashed into he to and wrapped her hands around his waist,  sobbing into his chest.

"Lehhhhhhhhhhhhh..." She cried out, her saddened sob echoing through the room.

"Uh??" Lekan frowned, looking at the grill who was hugging him from the top of her hair.

He was just a little taller than her but he was slimmer. Blessing had more flesh than he did.  Even so, by the pose they struck up now, he looked like a big brother, patting the head of a sister despite the fact that he was the one who lost his parents and not her.

"Geez, Bles... I'm the one mourning here. Why you so much of a crybaby?" Lekan chided.