CHAPTER 5.2

CHAPTER 5.2

"If I was you, don't try to touch your chin, you'll be confused about where your chin is. Tsk." he was about to leave when I stopped him.

"Are you insulting brother Esrang?" When he was about to leave, that’s why I could only see his back. When he confronted me, I hurriedly sat back on my chair and just watched TV even though I’m not focused on the show itself.

"Please repeat," he began. But since I wasn’t looking at him. I did not turn to him and unresponsive. He was walking forward... I thought he will come near me but I’m wrong, his way is on television. And the TV was suddenly turned off.

"What the! You see I'm watching here." he’s already gotten into my nerves. I lift myself up away from the sofa, fluffy sofa bounced back my butt.

"Hey, oversize kid. Stop what you are grumbling about, you look like a pig that has not been fed. I felt disgusted when I’m looking at you. You still have no idea why I turned off the TV? Well never mind that, just go back inside the kitchen and better wash the dishes you left there, and wait…" he breathed first before speaking.

"Can you please and please and please! Drop off the 'brother', and that one word you kept on calling me?"

"Esrang?" I stood up after saying that in a way of asking. I was about to walk to the kitchen when he blocked me.

"I thought I was going to wash?" slightly raising my both shoulders, making face while innocently looked at him.

"Repeat it," he commanded me.

"I said, I thought I am going to wash-"

"Not that." more emphasized.

"Are you angry?"

"I. Am. Not!"

"Why were you gritting your teeth?"

"Shocks! Crazy kid." he even shook his head and there was a lot of irritation in my head.

"Okay, let’s put it this way, don't call me brother, Esrang, or any other annoying call sign you want to call me." calm voice but still annoyed.

"Hmm, is that all? Well alright, I thought what made you angry. If so, what do you want me to call you?" I just didn't piss him off, because he might go crazy.

"I don't know," I frowned at his answer. It was as if my blood rose to his suggestion.

"You look stupid too." I walked away from him and continued speaking.

"Earlier you were very angry because I called you that way, now I will ask you what do you want me to call you... you just answer me that you do not know? Are you crazy? Shocks! Daddy really needs to know this is not good that you’re the one I’m here. I might go crazy here. Damn." I acted confused and walked down the aisle to the kitchen.

When I was in the sink, he did not follow me because I could not hear a footstep. So, I am talking to myself right now.

What if this guy has a mental health problem. What if he was a killer and then he was just kind when daddy confronted him, and what if he was a rapist? Oops!

I really need to talk to dad because I really feel the danger to this Fuenteciville brings into my life. I may not be able to reach my future companion.

I still want to graduate and be an actress.

If I haven't told you yet, I really like acting but only behind the stage.

I'm an actress behind the scenes in a show. Only my voice gives life to every spectator of the play. But they see a different star acting and just lip-sync my voice with emotion if it can give life to every script of the show.

One of the most coveted courses, I would take in college was Mass Communication. I really like movies like Korean dramas or any other kind of movie.

I also love the acting industry. In fact, I can afford it, but the only big obstacle in my dream is the people around me. Because for me, if I am the only one to follow, I want to follow my will, and I will do everything I can, to achieve it.

I did not realize that I was washing, so when someone touched my back, I noticed that the water in the sink was overflowing. Shocks.

"Hey, Triah. Let's be clear here. Are you going to change your life or not? Because you know? You’re such a pain in my life even just a day. So maybe that’s the reason why you were kicked out because of your stubbornness. So maybe when I am with you much longer. Maybe when I come home, pure white hair will grow on my head." he scolded me.

I felt something strange within me. It was as if everything he was saying wasn’t accepted in my mind. Because I feel like a loser, but even so, maybe he shouldn't speak like that.

Especially when they don't really know the whole truth about why I was scolded at home.

"Even if you haven't shown me your character yet, that night you made a report with Mike to my house. That's when I realized what kind of woman you are, what kind of child you are. Do you know how to act correctly? People like you who are oversize? If not, I will tell you so that you know how to put yourself in the right place. If you have some imperfection, you should be kind, obedient, and polite. You and most of all know how to be respectful. Especially when you are young, and-"

"I'm done washing, I'm going back to my room." I turned around and hold his words.

What I hate most of all is that they always bring me down as a person, they will judge me fairly. They always speak as if they know my whole being.

In fact, we just met and talked. I do not want to be rude to adults. It is tiring to defend oneself. If I know they are not listening.

I locked myself in my room. Maybe because of the amount of trouble in my mind I did not realize that I had fallen asleep.

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