Abnormal

I threw my backpack away, not before checking that I had everything I needed for survival. Money, food, clothes, everything was ready. I still have to get out of the house, how am I going to do that? Well, I don't know either ....

I know it's not good what I'm doing, but I'm doing it for my own good. I also know that my father will get angry and if he finds me he will punish me severely, but I don't want to be what he wants me to be. This time I'll hide far too well.

I don't want to be a mafia helper, I don't want to be part of the mafia! The filthy life I have had has come to me, I no longer want to have my hands stained by the failure of innocent people.

I approached the window and looked down, damn the day I picked my room on the first floor. Two meters from my window was the porch roof that housed the front door, I took my heart in my teeth and went out the window, clinging to its edge, I jumped up and jumped on the porch roof. I lost my balance when I started to roll, but I managed to grab one of the beams that were placed about a meter away to provide support to the roof.

Then I clung to one of the pillars, imitating Tarzan and finally reaching the bottom. The astonishment was great when I got down and I suffered absolutely nothing, just a little pain, in fact a lot of pain, but I can bear it.

It's crazy!

Too much adrenaline for a simple man, for me.

I think this is the answer to the question: why don't I have friends? Because it's normal, I am the daughter of such a bad and cruel man, I can't endanger the lives of girls, and besides, I'm putting my own.

I got up from the ground and shook off the dust. I walked away from the house, feeling the freedom increase in me, it's a wonderful feeling, I wonder how long it will take? But this time my freedom will be final, I will not be caught again, and tormented by my own father. The man who gave me life.

I'm tired of the mob, my dad, everything about my family.

I sincerely hope that my mother is better off where she is and I hope she helps me get out of this hell.

I ran to a subway station, where I took the first subway I found, and I'm going to go to the farthest corner of town. Far from my life like hell.+

10 pm, unknown destination.

When the high speed train stopped, for the first time in my life happiness pumped into me. Freedom. That was, and still is, all I wanted, and I finally got it.

And where will I sleep tonight? Maybe I'll find a motel nearby. And I committed another sin, I stole as much as I could from my father's money, that is, it's fair, he paid for my moments of pain caused both physically and mentally.

And when I thought I was going to sleep on the bench because I didn't come across any motels, I saw a small boarding house that would definitely accommodate me.

I went into the reception and there was an old woman, but not over fifty years old. I asked her if she had a free room, and she happily smiled at me and handed me a "forty-five" key.

I thank him and go in search of the indicated room.

When I finally found her, I took a quick shower and went to bed.

From tomorrow, freedom, you are mine.

*

The sun's rays bothered my eyes, forcing me to wake up. I took a stick out of my backpack and started eating it.

I didn't pick up my phone so he couldn't find me. I only have the clothes on me and a few more to change, a few sweets to nibble on and the money I stole from my father, because when I was with him he didn't offer me a penny.

I can't forget, when he always said to me, " It's for your own good! "

My body is full of scars and fresh wounds, my father's monster destroyed me.

I push my thoughts away and get out of bed, then change my clothes. I went down to the front desk and paid for the old woman's room.

And I left seeing my way. My leg hurts, I don't know why, from jumping out of the room or from my father's blows. And not only my leg hurts, but my whole body hurts. It's just a bag full of bruises going all the way around without knowing the exact destination.

But I know where I'm going, I'm going out of town and I'm going to stop in New York, the city is big and my dad can't find me that easy.

I shudder when I think of those moments when he hit me, in the face, in the stomach, on the legs, where he grabbed me. And yet, in eighteen years, I have not lost hope that one day it will get better. But now, at the age of nineteen, I was fed up, and I realized that a monster would never change.

My mother died shortly after my birth, I don't know how she was able to bear my father, I don't know how she endured the beatings. But she's up there now, and she knows I went on this adventure to make my dad's monster pay for my family's suffering, even though he's part of it.+

The thought of revenge makes me smile, it's not good what I'm doing, but everything has a price, absolutely everything, and the harm done is also paid for.

Suddenly someone put a rag on my nose, falling into a deep sleep. My last memory is just two jade green eyes ...

Did he wake up? I ask for the thousandth time

- Idiot! Don't ask me billions of times. You sedated her, and she doesn't wake up because of you! How mediocre you can be! Lucas says as he leaves

I roll my eyes and go into the girl's room. He's been sleeping for more than twenty-four hours. I didn't even get to see what color her eyes were.

- Wake up, I have a lot to do with you. Or if I tell you love, will you wake up? Wake up love. I say in an idiot's voice, but she's not going to wake up too soon

Or maybe he's pretending to be asleep? No, I don't think so.

Bored, I got out of this room and headed for my car. I was surprised when Stefan and his brunette were next to my precious car.

- Be careful, stain it! I shout, referring to the car, but Stefan, damn it, leaves even more marks on the hood

"You won't cherish a woman like you value this car." Material values ​​are ... nothing.

Yes, I put value on material things. Why am I behaving this way? Because girls are just ... bitches. At first I loved them, each in his own way, but it wasn't enough for them, they took me for a fool. And since then I've been thinking: we'll see who goes wrong.

"And which one?"

— Jerold's Club.

- Man, I don't understand you. You have your own club, you drown in money, and you still come to me to drive you to your club!

"Life is weird, isn't it?"

I nodded and then shouted at Lucas. He appeared outside and looked at me strangely.

- What the hell are you shouting like that ?! You woke up the girl in the basement!

At that, I began to grin. My lungs are too strong.

- I'm staying home today. I am telling them

I ran inside and passed Lucas like the wind.

- William! It didn't scare her. Dad just told us to kidnap her and keep her here. We can't touch her.

- Oh, shut up.

That's what he thinks. I haven't played with a girl in a long time.

I went to her room and she was on top of the bed with her knees to her chest and shaking.

She looked at me scared. And I found something, his eyes are blue.

- Hi dwarf. I say grinning and take a strand of her hair, play with her, but the brunette walked away from me, trembling

I got up from the edge of her bed and walked around the room, still grinning.

"You're probably wondering why you're here." That's right?

I look at her, but she just nods. He was shaking frantically and getting on my nerves.

- Oh come on, I'm not that fierce. I say, touching her hand, but she pulls back again

- Or maybe they are. And let me answer the question I just asked you. I'm here to make your life a living hell! I wink at them and leave the room

Lucas was right at the door. She was sitting with her hands on her frown.

"Let me tell you something: you're a bastard!" he says syllabically. You really don't think at all? You scared her even more, the girl is lost in space. Don't be surprised when you find her on the floor with a "zipper" around her neck and a blade in her hand.

After giving me this honorable speech, I began to laugh heartily. Hell, the situation is really funny. If he dies, Alexander the swindler will certainly not miss him, so no problem.

"Go get him some food, then try to apologize." he says and I look at him confused

- Are you crazy? When was the last time I apologized to a woman? Never! And know that I won't apologize to her either, because she's just like them, a bitch. I say leaving

"Her name is Emma, ​​and she's still a virgin idiot."

I rolled my bored eyes, then left the house.

I drove to Stefan's club. And I found him at the bar sipping a drink.

- How did you get here?

- Hitchhiking.

I also ordered a drink and looked around for new prey. And I was startled when the face of the girl appeared, whom Lucas said was Emma, ​​the same frightened look.

I closed my eyes for a second and then reopened them.

What the hell just happened? Is it from the drink?

I spotted a redhead, who is most likely a virgin. I approached her table, she was with another girl who did not arouse my interest.

- Hi girls, do you need company? I ask, sitting between them

- Not. says the redhead, as if reading my indecent thoughts with her

"Leave her alone, boy." He lost his girlfriend and I just got her out of the house. Don't make her regret it. says the other girl

- Little one, I can help you here, just tell me her name and until tomorrow I'll find out why she left you.

- Honestly, she wasn't my girlfriend, but I cared about her a lot, but she didn't like me very much. Her name is Emma Hunt.