Alpha's Nala

Legaxy

Why do I feel like Mum, after seeing her surprised look a second ago, doesn't like me being single?

Is being single that bad?

“Hold on, hold on” — Mum reached for my hands and squeeze it, lightly this time — “you can't be serious, right? I mean, you particularly don't have someone special with you right now?” She asked, sounding a bit… bothered?

Woah.

So it is bad? 

I shook my head — almost flustered, in a NO. 

“Not even a suitor?” She looked, suspiciously, upset by this now. 

Odd, but the tone of her voice was making me pretty gloomy...

Like, Seriously Mum?

What's wrong with being single and having no suitors, anyway?

I lived this long with no boys by my side — except for my brothers and Dad. I'm happy on my own, and that's what I believe to be the most important.

Right?

“Ma, the only suitors I have ever since I know what that word meant, tried to either break me or kill me.” I finally stated, my turn to be annoyed now, “Depending on whom was hungry at that time.”

Mum inhaled sharply, her green eyes slightly widened.

Wait a second, is it just me, or she looks alarmingly worried... for me?

Now, I'm feeling uncomfortable.

“What about human males? Those guys from work? Oh, oh who's that guy again” — she let go of my hands and snapped her fingers — “from the front office… Kevin, was it? What about him? I remember him being so close to you… or that male with piercings, who's very obsessed with you… the engineering ” — she placed her fingers under her chin, remembering — “a guy named Demer... Deter… Demeter — ”

“Demetrius, Mama.” I interrupted, squinting my eyes as I corrected her.

What happened to him? To them? Please don't tell me child you broke those poor boys' hearts for

I snorted.

They are the ones who broke my heart, Mama. They're too afraid of independent women that they ended up looking for much more easy

this, as she mumbled, “I don't understand —

cheaters, Mama. All of them suitors… all are damn two-timers that I

then, within a second, twisted

defended, encouraging a smile at me, “Some human fellas I know, are all in a long-term relationship already. Five to ten years in maximum... That's

culture? What's it got to do with my culture

Mum's being silly again,

sure… unless they are all married,”

at first, but I noticed she thought hard about it. Then, realizing my point, her face beamed in comprehension and

with something else, she wrinkled her forehead in question at me,

so that's what it

I'm no ordinary lady, to begin with. That's why I shot her an ‘are you serious’ look, earning me an innocent ‘WHAT’ face

eyes

kind has its own beliefs regarding relationships, and personally, I respect that. But being raised by mythical beings and be surrounded by them 24/7; seeing how your romances go and how strong your bonds are, made me believe that there's more to just years and affection for me...as a human.” I expressed, seriously staring into

comment or react — her full attention on me, I

wanted it like it was intended for me, FEEL it like it was made to complete me… simply just making me WHOLE, Ma... not by heart or by mind... but a pure soul...” I explained, almost

my struggle, but instead of an apprehensive face, she looked surprisingly proud

daze completely, “I'm happy that you know what's best for you because you are the BEST. You're independent, clever, and strong, and no man knows that unless he is the ONE.” She freed a little from the hug to

I

and felt her lips on top

much in a whisper, “Don't ever question that... However, you are too young, so maybe not now. I know you're willing to wait and you are patient... Though, all I'm saying is, not now, okay? You're still my baby and Mummy just wants to

young as everyone else here, Mama.” I pointed out,

the

sorry. I didn't mean to

smile, “All I'm saying is, FOREVER is not my ‘best friend’, Ma and my own RED searching could take a while... I am human… and what if my partner turned out to be a mythical being… would he wait for me too? Or would he end up REDless because I died” — I gulped — “already, from old age?

time, she cuddled me a little tighter — just like I did, a while ago. The warmth it gave off made my smile quiver and there

made

A.K.A a ‘partner’,

Common word, ‘relationship’,

Known term, a ‘boyfriend’.