The Virgin and Her Half Blood Alpha

The bitter backdrop of students was muffled down as I took the words across the stream one by one, slicing apart the sanity I held at bay and when it came to hit me, it came hard like a bat swung against my skull. "Your son is missing." ... Past the denial stage, I was at my feet, storming the hallway with cold fingers curling my phone and burning eyes locked at the end of the hallway where my God-Damned mini-office was. Nothing went past my ears, only the voice of the caller from the other end with a mix of Kayden's cry which I hoped was not my imagination. The real him. Physically present not in my mind, but in flesh and bones. 'Kayden... Kayden... Kayden...' His face flashed with a grin and the extraordinary teal eyes stared back at me with such delight as he waved and waved, "Goodbye, Mommy! Goodbye! Goodbye, Mommy!" All jumpy, Kayden hopped around the white marble floor at the airport, standing out from his friends and such. The Mathletics jersey he wore suited him, adoring his eyes and the raven hair like mine, and the skin tone rose against the maroon hue while its back spelled REED. Proudly, I chimed and huffed my chest. "Go! Reed!" I cheered above, waving back with an everlasting smile. "Mommy! Wish me luck! I'll be the youngest champion in history!" Kayden exclaimed, fisting his hands before his teacher, Mrs Tiara, pulled him over to the departure hall. "Bye Mommy! Bubyee!!!" Unstoppable tiny hands waved amid the crowds. "Bye! Bye! Bye, Mommy!" My heart stung with both pride and anxiety, but I had to... I needed to start giving him freedom. It was necessary but... A sudden blockage, no, more like a wall on my path, and I was shoved back, but I didn't fall when a sturdy grip caught my hand and yanked me towards it. "Hi, Ms. Reed! Sorry. Are you okay?" I gasped, suddenly overly conscious, and pulled away, "Y-Yeah..." Stammering with a thundering heartbeat, I felt my empty hand and looked around, but before I found what I was looking for, the student handed it over. "I saved your phone. Hope that makes up for the collision. Hey, do you mind if I..." The rest of his words were a blur as I snatched it and continued my march, but it was limited to two steps before I was stopped again. "Ms. Reed... C-Coffee? A cup or two would be... A-Are you okay?" The student asked again with a tighter grip, and I felt constricted, suffocated to the point of blacking out from swelling tears in my eyes. His face was a blurry cascade, having molts of white surrounded by black molts. "Reed... Hey, I am-" "Reed!" Another husky voice startled us and the sturdy grip was let loose. "Student Jackson?" The familiar voice hummed. "Don't you have a class to be there at this hour?" The husky voice said again, and my feet were driven away, heading to my office without hearing the rest. "Reed? Reed?!" 'Kayden... Kayden...' The thought of Kayden in my office, waiting was driving me there, but at the same time, driving me mad. 'Gone... Missing... Kidnapped...' My vision blurred, and I felt my shoulder hitting the wall as my knees gave away for the second time, longer, muddier, and wetter, then a hand greeted my fall. "Reed, what's going on? Reed! Talk to me, Reed. Talk to me." The concerned voice pleaded. When I felt like I could, I lifted my head to meet Jade's eyes. His clear brown eyes reflected mine, filled with tears with red-stained cheeks. "Reed..." He softly called me and shook me gently, "What's wrong?" I tried to speak. The words came out as a cry. Another image flashed. Years ago, Kayden was at the Police Station, crying and weeping, calling for Mommy, for me. It was the first, but never the last. That time, the moment I heard the news, I ran and ran, unable to hold anything back and the moment his silhouette fell into my vision, I couldn't stop running until he was fully in my embrace. But this time, he was too far. So far away. "Reed?!" Jade cupped my face and lifted it towards his. "Is it Kayden?" I nodded with such difficulty, unable to form a word and my face was buried in Jade's arms, accepting all my cries. ... The hissing of the air-conditioner, the grunting of the engine, the honking of the horns, and the tapping of Jade's impatient fingers on the wheel were like lava pouring down my ear canals. My vision narrowed to the road where cars were un-moving, glued. I wanted to run... run to the airport and ride the plane immediately, but going there on my feet was an impossible feat, and not to mention the heels clinging around my feet. Forgotten to toss these aside and slide a sneaker or such slipped my mind when Kayden was everything. "Kayden," His name left my lips in a mere whisper. Another tear slid down, and a finger wiped it away, offering a solemn smile as it landed on my chilly hand resting on my lap. "The Kid will be fine. You know he is. And he will definitely come home." Jade tuned his voice softly with a hint of cheers. "Think of this as one of his pranks." Pranks?! My grip on my lap tightened and Jade sensed this. He cocooned my hand and ran his thumb over. "Remember the birthday prank last year? Let's think of it that way. He was there with Alex, and I was there... too." Jade's voice drifted away, ever so slowly as his foot pressed the pedal. "Prank?! What if it's not?" My voice came out sharper than intended, but that was exactly how irritated I felt at his remark. "I am not ready to face the consequences of it being something I wasn't prepared for. And I will never ever be ready! And like this, it's happening away from home, in another country across the ocean and that will take me hours of flight to get there," Furious, I unbuckled my seat belt. "What are you doing?" Jade hastened to grasp my hand. "A God-Damned 15 hours!" My tongue clicked as the words were chunked down. Time was ticking, and the last thing on my mind was missing the flight. One hour. Only one hour left before the departure. A familiar white and black blur against the side mirror perked me up, and I pulled my hand away, taking my hand-carry and slung it across my chest. Before the white blur came closer, I muttered, "A freaking one hour. Sorry and thanks Jade." And a screeching of a motorbike hit me the instant the passenger's door opened, greeting me in a black and white silhouette. The rider lifted his visor, scanning me and the car I came out of. "Reed? I mean, Ms Reed?" Jackson glanced over and grimaced. "Seems like a damsel in distress. Need a ride?" He winked, purposely tilting slightly so that his gesture was seen by Jade. "Please," I hurriedly said while maneuvering around the bike. "Reed! Get back in here!" Jade got out of his Black Rocher, but not a second longer, the honking was directed at him, urging him to move his car, to move forward. "Move it, man! Move your damned a** car!" The honkers were furious. "Reed!" Jade's voice faded away. "Get back in here!" "Let's go." With a grin, Jackson pulled his visor and I got onto his back, steadying my seat because I last rode a bike... never a motorbike was probably decades ago. And I meant it seriously. "Hang on tight," Jackson wheezed against the visor and I clung around him tightly. "Tighter!" My fingers curled around his front with my front pressed solidly on his back. "Tighter!" Jackson yanked my fingers onto his jacket, and a second later, the bike roomed, and we cut through the packed-stagnant boxes, emitting smoke. Only minutes later, what I thought was the end of my misery continued. "Ms Astrea Reed, huh?" The attendant clicked and clanked her neatly-trimmed fingernails on the keyboard, glancing over me while working her jaws. "Regret to inform you that your reservation was canceled due to no show within the check in time." Dot.