MORE LIES......

" Oh, Logan you are back. I have been waiting for you since, " Mrs Morgan said standing up from the couch.

" Good day mum, " Logan said, walking pass her.

" Logan dear, did you have a bad day? Did anyone annoy you? You barely looked at me. Did I offend you? "

Logan turned. " You know I can't stand getting angry at you. " 

" Did I do anything to make you feel angry? Tell me son, what did I do? " Morgan asked looking flurried.

Logan walked to Mrs Morgan.

 Morgan had shrivelled sweat on her face.

Logan held his mother's face. " Mum tell me the truth, I have a father right? "

The bombshell dropped. It came as a shock to her. She became speechless at once.

" Tell me Mum. Come on mum, tell me the truth. Do I have a father or am I a bastard ____"

" No don't say that, my son, you are not a bastard. The thing is ..." she paused. " Why do you suddenly want to know if you have a father or not? We have lived for the past twenty years, without you wanting to know who your father was. Without you talking about your father. We have passed this stage many times, so, why have you brought it up now? "

" Just tell me Mum. Tell me the truth. Do I have a father or am I just a bastardized son? Why are you doing this to me? Don't I deserve to know who's my father? You haven't even told me his name, you haven't told me anything about him. Why are you punishing me? Do I deserve to be punished like this? Don't I have the right to know my father? You have to tell me who my father is today or else I will leave you for good. No Logan, don't say that again. You can't leave me, you can't even talk about leaving me. Have you heard me? You want to know the truth about  your father, right? The truth is that your father does not exist because I never married him. The way I gave birth to you was just a mystery ___" 

" Oh Mum stop lying to me. Mum enough of your lies, I'm no more a kid anymore so, you can't tell this lies to me. I know I have a father. You can't tell me you gave birth to me just like that. "

" Well that's it son. I gave birth to you just like that. Why would I lie to you? "

" Mum I can't stand this your lies anymore, like, how can you be so heartless like this? You must tell me who my father is today, " he said pressing her shoulders.

" You are injuring me. Do you really want to know who your father is? "

" Yes, "

" Well you have no father because your father left me when you were still a child, when you were still three years old. He left me. He wasn't happy with me, so he left me  and do you know what? He is married now. Do you still want to know his name? "

" I'm sorry Mum but I still want to know his name. "

" Well fine. You want to know your father's name so you can go to him right so you can leave me here, right? What did I do to you? After watching you grow up, you still want to abandon your own mother and go find someone that never existed, never cared for you, never asked for you, never took care of you or your bills. Doesn't even know if you are alive or cares about you. "

" Sorry Mum but I still want to know his name, " Logan said.

" His name is Thomas Schultz. Where is he living, is that what you are going to ask me next? If you want I can give you that address, I can tell you every single thing you want to know about him. ".

" No, no, you don't need to give me his address. I cannot leave you. I can't leave you, I just wanted to know if I really had a father. I just wanted to know his name at least. Well Mum for what reason did dad marry another woman? What did you do to him? "

" I did nothing to him. It's not my fault that your father didn't find me favorable, maybe he found me degenerated so he had to marry another person. If you don't want to remind me of this long pain of  ever having a husband like him the do not bring up this matter again. "

" I promise you Mum, that I will never bring up this matter again."

" I hope you keep to your promise, because I'm so ashamed of what you did today, " Mrs Morgan said.

" I'm sorry Mom. I'm really sorry. I just wanted to know if I had a father. I never knew that my father would be so wicked to abandon you for another woman. I'm so sorry Mum. His mum hissed. " You don't know the value of relationship, if you knew the value of relationship, then you'll be happy to have me doing every single thing for you ___" 

" Can you just stop being annoying mum? I told you that I didn't mean to do all this, " Logan explained.

" Fine go and get changed. Change your clothes and take a shower. I have prepared your favorite, " she said smiling at him.

Logan went to his room. He took his shower and wore a t-shirt and a pair of navy slacks.

He went to the dinning afterwards. He met his mom serving his food. He sat down. " The food looks good, I'm sure it must be tasty. "

Mrs. Morgan smiled. " Eat and tell me how it tastes, " she said, tapping on his shoulder.

Logan nodded. He took a spoonful of the meal and put it in his mouth. " Um... It's not bad Sha. "

His mom frowned. " I doubt. If it was delicious, you wouldn't have given such a poor comment. "

Logan fleetingly frowned. " Yah right. Seriously, this food is so delicious. "

" I hope you are not saying this to make me feel better ___"

" Why would I? I am serious. This food is tasty. I was just trying to pull your legs. "

Morgan sat. " So tell me, how is your new department? "

" It's partially cool ___"

" Why partially? "

" I was suspended___"

" For what son? " she asked looking saddened.

" You don't need to worry mum. At least, I can now have the special time, I need to understand why I can't hurt a werewolf. "

Morgan gave a hiss of satisfaction. " How do I tell you the truth? " she said to herself.

" What truth? " Logan asked confused.

" Em you didn't hear me right. Eat up, " she said smiling, but behind her smile was secrets that promoted agony, sorrows and fears. She watched Logan. She had told him lies, for the past twenty years. He deserved to know the truth. But the thought of his reaction, discouraged her from telling him the truth. She didn't realize she was crying, until Logan spoke up.

" You are crying. Why are you crying? " he asked, standing up. He walked to her and touched her shoulder. " Have I offended you? "

" No, " she said nodding. " It's just that, I feel so blessed having. Can't you see, this are tears of joy? "

Were they really tears of joy? Or was it the skeletons in her cupboard that made her to cry?