When You Are Mine

Mrs Walker Office

Lair was still seated across his mother's desk, they had both gone through every form of document Mrs Walker had collated in the last couple of days. From all enquires it was clear that Micheal hadn't been in that jail, not even for a second. There was no entry of his name anywhere, and that was a big puzzle which they hadn't been able to solve.

For a moment Mrs Walker had thought that maybe she had imagined what happened years ago, but no matter how she tried to look at it, she still couldn't convince herself otherwise.

She had planned everything out herself, from the set up to the witnesses, everything was all planned out by her and she had taken care of all the lose ends, but now this? Everything was gone?

She would have been happy about this turn of event if not for the precarious state she was in right now. She was on the verge of losing her her marriage, her family and the only thing which could save her was gone. She had to admit that she regretted everything she had done.

Had she known that something like was this was going to happen, that her wrongdoing was going to come back and bite in the face then she wouldn't have done it. Then she had thought what a nobody like him could do? He was from a poor home, he had no one and was nothing but filth. Little did she know that her retribution wasn't going to come from Micheal but from the universe itself.

Everything was almost as if the universe wanted her to admit to her crime. To admit to ruining a young man's life. Right now she'd apologize to him for all the wrong she had done against him if that was what was going to make her keep her family, but that would be only be possible if she was able to find him.

"I still don't understand any of this" Lair said in frustration. "I mean there are no family members to ask, maybe if he made an appeal or came out parole, but even if he did there should be something in here" Lair hissed out in resignation, as he raked his hand through his head. He could feel a throbbing headache coming.

"I don't know how every body in his family ends up dead at same time, his parents, and his sibling. Is this supposed to be a joke?" Lair vexed as he slammed the death certificate in his hands on the table. His eyes accusingly staring at his mother. She frowned when she saw the suspicious way he was looking at her.

"Don't give me that look, I have nothing to do with that" She snapped. "I might be capable of a whole lot of things but murder isn't one of them" she proclaimed.

"Yet you mean" Lair seethed.

"Lair!" She hollered angrily.

"Mother I'd advice you to bottle that anger in. You shouldn't even dare to yell or cuss at the moment. Maybe you don't know how precarious this situation is. People might not know what you've done but your family knows and do you think we'd stay and encourage this wicked act of yours?....The answer is no. No one will. As for me being here it's not because I want to help you, but because I know how this is gravely going to affect Amy. She'll always blame herself if anything happens to that boy, she'd live and carry that guilt around for as long as she can. You should have first thought as a human being and then as a mother before you carried out this despicable act, so mother you have no right to raise your voice at me.

I'm not in the wrong if I thought the worst of you. Do you perhaps need a recount of all the things you've done against your family? A ledger can't contain it. So save that energy till you face father at home" Lair angrily stood up from his seat and packed up the files which he has been reviewing for several hours.

"Where are you going?" Mrs Walker asked in a slightly shaken voice.

"To get some real help. Because it seems you can't even save yourself, and it makes me wonder if you can really save anybody else" Lair wouldn't lie to say he was enraged by his mother attitude. He couldn't stand her right now, and so far she was as clueless as he was. He gave her one last look before walking towards the door. He paused on his track and turned to her. He had one question that has been in his heart for a while.

" I have one question to ask you mother" He spoke in a calm tone, but Mrs Walker knew better, that behind his cool voice was an anger that demanded for her blood. She cringed at the fact that her own child looked at her with so much disgust and distaste.

She looked at him silently asking him to go ahead.

"How did you put Micheal in jail?" He asked. It was a question all of them had failed to ask her. It's not like knowing was going to help the situation or solve this puzzle, but he wanted to know.

Mrs Walker was taken aback when Lair asked. She has been praying that no one gets to ask her that, but here he was asking her.

Her lips moved slightly as she made an attempt to say something. Lair had a feeling she was about to lie, so he said, "And don't bother lying or I'll have dad ask you himself" He was getting fond of threatening her with his father, and that made her angry as well as scared.

She calmed herself and replied, "I had him set up and exchanged with another criminal" She said.

"And what was the crime?" He pressed further. Mrs Walker felt uncomfortable when he asked her another question. She felt her tongue become heavy as she tried to say it out. It was at this point that the gravity of what she had done weighed down on her.

Lair narrowed his brows at her, urging to speak up, and she did.

"Murder"

Of all the crime that came into Lair's head, he didn't think his mother would go as far as pinning a murder case on an innocent person simply because he was in love in her daughter, while as a defender of the law she let an actual criminal go free.

Lair chucked out with incredulity as he looked at her like she was some monster.

"Did you ever think of letting him go?" He asked.

Mrs Walker opened her mouth to reply but Lair stopped her.

"Don't bother answering that. I pray dad gets his divorce, because I'm sure he doesn't know who he's married to, and neither do I know who my mother is" He sneered as he walked out the door angrily slamming it on his way out.

'If his mother wasn't evil, then he doesn't know what is'