ENDLESS LOVE_ZHANYI [COMPLETED]

Chapter 19

Thursday August 25th 

"A- Zhan! A-Zhan come out. Come out of your room." Mrs. Lee shouted on top of her lungs, her voice gives a clear hint of trouble. "What happen Auntie?" Zhan came to the door frame and asked while opening it slightly.

"A-Zhan your dad." Mrs. Lee was panting. " What's with dad?" Zhan widen his eyes in terror. "He's been drinking the liquor I bought for your mother's death anniversary." She said roughly. Her body tensed. Zhan could feel the fear in her and the fear crawling onto himself. 

"Dad ...... Dad." Zhan went running to Mr. Xiao's room. Mr. Xiao was all exhausted and wasted. He was sitting on the floor while gulping down the liquor,  moaning for his wife.  " Auntie you can go home. I'll handle him." Zhan said assuring her. "Are you sure? A-Zhan I can be here if you want me." Mrs. Lee tried to comfort Zhan. She knew how Mr. Xiao treats him, when he's drunk. She knew Zhan was troubling, yet told her to leave.

"I'll do. You may go please." Zhan said with a bitter smile trying to lie the closest lady after his mom. She was the one who took care of the twelve year old broken and deeply hurt kid. Mrs. Lee finally nodded and left. She knew Zhan's no means no. Mr. Xiao kept on moaning and crying for his wife. He almost finished half the bottle. Zhan felt miserable seeing the sight in front of him. He couldn't help but let his stubborn tears flow. Slowly approached near his dad.

"Dad, Give it to me? Dad let go of it. Dad." Zhan mumbled in a hoarse tone, while trying to pull away the liquor. Hard pull of to and fro , the liquor fell off. Mr. Xiao stared at Zhan in immense anger. Zhan felt more and more miserable. "You! It's all on you. You made your mom die. It's you the witch. It's you the bad luck.".... "You're the misfortune born." Mr. Xiao cried and cried. 

Suddenly he hovered over Zhan and started to hit him. He slapped , kicked ,pushed and punched Zhan until he was lying half dead on the floor. Mr. Xiao walks out of the room, leaving poor Zhan aching all over. 

Zhan crawled onto his knees and moaned in pain. "Mum! Take me along you. Dad don't want me mum. Mum you see this? Mum dad's blaming me again and again." Zhan screamed . He's eyes let out inconsolable tears. He started to sob harder and called for his mother again and again. He was aching all over. 

The pain in his heart was much more to be taken. He tried to stand on his feet. He dragged and carried the weak himself and leisurely walked to his room. He's eyes all swollen, his nose runny and red. He thumped on the floor landing on his knees. Let out bitter scream that slowly turned to sobs. He grabbed a picture frame of his mother. 

"Mom why was I born to trouble you? Mom do you too hate me? Mom am I this bad? Mum don't you want to be with me? Why did you leave me? " Zhan asked and asked but non of his queries heard an answer. He wailed louder. Laid on the floor and let the coldness swallow him. 

"Bring back my wife to me. Bring her back. Mum. Mummmm...." Mr. Xiao was wailing outside. Zhan heard it but couldn't bother to go out. He knew it's of no use.  

Every year it's a scheduled day. 

He'll cry to himself every anniversary. Poorly he ends up crying on his birthday too, since his dad blame him as a disaster to be born. It was enough of pain to be consumed. 

Zhan was more than exhausted, he was suffocating at his father's unending wails. Late by night , Mr. Xiao got devastated and fall asleep by the living room floor. Zhan helped  him to get back to his room. Non of them had any meal or supper. Once Zhan was assured his dad was in deep sleep , he sneaked out of the house , after locking it properly. 

He dragged his sore body to a quiet and dark road. His hands holding onto liquor he bought. Zhan stared at his hands. It was shaky . His legs and hands were all shivering in pain . He let out a terrible moan and lost to the floor. 

Opened the bottle cap and threw it away, gulped down the liquor in one go. The bottle clanked on the ground that slid pass his shaky hands. "No, No . My drink. Nooooo....." Zhan tried to collect the already half soaked drink on the floor. He let out another bitter sob. "Wasn't it enough to hurt me already? You now take away the pain killer.." Zhan screamed. 

Maybe he was complaining to god. He wasn't at a state to be seen. He was all washed out. 

Yibo's home 

Yibo was staring at his old treasured album. He would smile and cry seeing those pictures of him and his mom. He knew his dad's always stressed out on this day. He wanted to accompany his dad. Slowly walked out of his room and went to his dad's room.

Meanwhile Mr. Wang was staring at the huge frame that he put up on his bedroom wall. It was of them, a happy family of three. Yibo was sweetly smiling clinging onto his mom's arms, while Mr. Wang wrapped an arm around his wife's shoulder. He plainly stared at the frame.

Yibo stared and tried to read his dad's face. He went in and sat next to his dad. "Dad ! You okay?" Yibo asked in a very low tone. "Yes . come here." Mr. Wang said and pulled Yibo into a warm hug. Both of them dripped out the bitter tears and kept holding onto each other. 

Yibo felt his dad's body heavy on him . On checking he found the busy body  sleeping already. He place Mr. Wang onto his bed and tugged him with the blanket and left the room. 

He didn't wanted to be alone. Going to his room he decided to call Zhan. Hesitating a while he finally dialed on to the number.

"Umm. Yibo!." Zhan whispered trying hard to hold onto his tears. 

"You seems too sad? Zhan Ge you okay?" Yibo asked in concern. 

" I'm Okay. Did you held any commemoration ceremony for her.?" Zhan asked deeply .

"No not. Dad and I offered flower to her memorial site. You?" Yibo tailed.

"Ahh! Me .... nothing .. just kept on hugging her picture." Zhan let out a bitter chuckle.

"Zhan Ge , you don't seem too fine. Are you by chance crying a lot?" Yibo asked in a low and comforting tone.

" No No. Just tired. Yes." Zhan said biting his lower lip to hold back the escaping sob.     

"Umm. Missing mom a lot right?" Yibo asked while sighed.

"Yes. I miss her. I miss her a lot." Zhan replied shakily. 

They talked for a long while, comforting each other to grieve. Yibo hung up with a smiling face. 

"Why do my heart beats this fast by now?" Yibo snapped at himself while placing a palm over his heart as a gesture to hear or feel the beats better. He felt shy and hid his face in his palms letting out a long whine. 

Somehow their voice became a comfort to each other. Zhan started to feel a little better. Yibo was in much of a good state. So this is how soulmates get bonded. 

They become the reason of comfort, and an aura of warmth. And this is what was pulling them in.