Chapter 2 : Shameless Him

Jake's perspective:

We were sitting opposite each other. I was waiting for my father to say what he keeps saying. I was waiting for him to give me lame excuses.

He always gave me lame excuses after doing everything like that. He would buy me gifts and sweets to shut up my mouth and never say anything against him. I never went against him because I wasn't afraid of not getting gifts. I was afraid that if I speak up against him, he will lock me in the room for hours and days. After all, that's what he always does if things didn't end up like what he wishes for.

 All I can do was waiting for him to speak, but this waiting was killing me from inside. Something I was sure about was that whatever he says I would not forgive him. Anyone in my place would never forgive him. Finally, after observing me for 10 minutes while I was thinking all the worse things he could say, he started speaking.

"You are going to leave this country and go abroad." He said coldly.

From all the sentences I thought he would say, this was the unexpected one.

I stared at him blankly lots of questions coming to my mind.

"WH-what?"I asked, thinking that I might hear it wrong.

"You are going abroad to study, and I want you to be there for at least seven years. You are not allowed to contact me or anyone from this country" father said.

I was shocked by the audacity of this man to send me away to hide his evil deeds.

"Do you even understand what you are saying? Aren't you going to give me excuses like every time? Aren't you going to give me things to shut me up like every time?

He smiled.

I can't believe after all those things he did; he is still smiling. I've never realized how much more heartless a father can be. At that time, I felt a sense of responsibility. Anger rushed through my veins, and for the first time, I talked back to him instead of accepting his order.

"I'm going to tell the police, I’m going to tell them everything" I finally spoke.

"What did you just said?" He shouted.

"I am going to tell the world about you. I am going to tell everyone about what you did. You can't send me away to hide your evil deeds. I am not afraid of you anymore because I know if I keep quiet for longer, I would be dead just like-"

Before I could even finish speaking, he slapped me as hard as someone can. Finally, he did something I was expecting and was aware of.

"You little piece of shit! You are worthless. You are going to listen to me and get the hell out of this country."

"I won't! If I am worthless, then what about you!" I shouted.

That was the first time I shouted, the first time I talked back, and the first time I denied following any of his orders. I realized that if I did all this a bit earlier, no one would have reached this point. That was all because of me.

He looked surprised and went away.

I finally breathed, and a tear fell from my eyes. I thought now I was free, and even I wasn't; I wanted to think like I was free. I realized how much caged I was and how much everyone suffered because I kept quiet. I hate myself.

A few moments later, the Doctor came to my room.

"You are discharged now. Your father paid us extra to release you from the hospital so that he can take extra care of you at home. What a nice father he is." He said.

Just as he said this, my heart starting beating rapidly again. I started feeling the wave of dizziness. I started gasping because I knew what's about to happen next. If I went home right now, I would be nothing but dead. He would do something very horrible to me. I felt like my heart stopped now. It became so suffocating for me even to breathe. That man put on a show of being a very nice and caring father, and the doctors couldn't refuse because they were fooled by him and thought that my father wanted to take care of me well at home and I might feel comfortable there but what they didn't know was that it would be the last place I would like to go. I wouldn't be alive if I went away with him. After knowing all this, I still can't do anything on my own. I didn't want to go with him, but he would do something worse than that if I refused.

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We were sitting in the car. It was dead silent. After all, I understood that I'm safe in this car. He wouldn't do anything in public, but I was worried that he might be planning something big and cruel.

I suddenly started feeling anxious as we parked outside our house. Seeing that house made me realize all the things which happened here a year ago. It was also the reason how I ended up being in the hospital. I keep thinking of worse possible scenarios. He would yell at me, beat me, torture me, stop giving me food, throws me out of this country. He would do this all but not kill me, right?

He would not beat me to death, right?

He might still be a human.

How can someone even consider this wild animal a human?

I keep asking these questions to myself.

I was walking slowly to buy myself some time to prepare myself mentally now.

We finally entered, and he locked the main door. At that time, I asked myself one more question.

"I wouldn't be dead like them, right?"

I became unsure of my question as he stared at me like a wild beast after locking the door.

Was it an end for me?

         X __End of CHP 2__X

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