Catching Firefly (Firefly Series #1)

Prolouge

Catching Firefly (Firefly Series #1)
Written by Iaeious

Prologue

My life has been so miserable ever since.

Mom and dad always fought every night because of me. Dad was always drunk and came home late. My mom was often frustrated with my dad's actions, which resulted in quarrels.

They have always been like this.

There is no stopping the hurtful words. And most of all, it ends with dad being violent.

Mommy got bruised and scarred. She didn't want to leave the house because her face was already covered in bruises. She also didn't want to complain because mommy was afraid that daddy might hurt me.

Here I am now in bed, sitting. Deep thinking is uneasy. I try to avoid hearing the words my father utters to my mother. My mother cried and moaned because of my father's pain, forcefully suppressing her sobbing. The volume of the music being listened to is increased.

But my tears betrayed me when they started to fall again. Although I kept wiping them, it wasn't enough to stop them.

Very painful...

Will I really never experience being happy with my parents?

I closed my eyes for a moment and felt the cool breeze of May.

As I looked around my room, I felt strange... My drawings made me happy and became a way for me to escape the dark world around me.

Over the side table, I grabbed a case and stood up.

I managed to smile before I hurriedly removed them from the walls and put them inside the case. I also took my colored pencils and sketch pads and put them inside.

I took quick steps out of my room without noticing my footsteps outside the house.

I got out of the house without the maid and guards noticing my presence.

I used my escape door, which was a big hole at the back of our mansion. This is where I always end up whenever I want to be alone and run away from home.

But this time... the escape that I'll make... there is no turning back... to them... not anymore. I tightly held the rusty iron and took a last glance at the mansion before I made my exit.

My tears flowed incessantly as the air was so cold. Running away from them is one of my ways to escape them... but not this time. I will never return to their company.

Absolutely not.

I have received enough pain from him. I don't want to add to the pain I'm feeling right now. The pain that I've been carrying is too heavy to handle. Things a child should not experience.

I slowed down even more until I just walked on the paved road in the middle of darkness.

I lost my nerves because the pain in my chest became unbearable.

I don't even know where my feet will take me. I walked steadily until I realized I had stopped in a park.

I immediately ran to the small house near the swing and hid myself inside it. I was shocked to find a piece of clothing lying on the floor just at the entrance. There was some striped paper, a few pieces of a biscuit, two mineral water bottles, and scattered colored pencils.

I slowly stepped inside and carefully took a step into a corner that made no noise.

I hugged my knees and let myself cry on them.