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Slammed the door behind him of his bathroom, he put his hands on the side of his white wash-basin, looking into his reflection in the mirror. His nostrils flattered red by the mixture of emotions running into his nerves right now.
Happiness. Regret. Sorrow. Anger- All at the same time.
He punched the white tiled wall of his bathroom, the tile didn't hiss but his mouth did. Blood dripping down from his knuckles, staining the white basin. His eyes were red and filled with tears.
"Why do i ruin everything?" He asked himself while staring at his eyes through the mirror, "Why!" He yelled, pushed himself back just to hit the cold wall covered with white tiles, weeping hard gripped his hair into his bleeding hands.
"why do i have to be good with you when I'm the baddest in others eyes! Huh! Stay away from me, I'm the brutal." He reminded his words that he said to Alethea.
"You can't do anything, you understand!" Jacob yelled at Maverick who was a teenager now about 13 years old.
"You sucks! You're a loser! Your only purpose is to annoy every one, you're insane!-" , "STOP! STOP! STOP!" Maverick shouted cutting jacob in between of his cursing.
"How dare you raising your voice at me!?" With that a hard slap land on Maverick's cheek making his eyes filled with tears.
what was his mistake?
"NO!" Maverick yelled as loud as he could, he managed to get out from the bathroom and he was limping. He went to his side table drawer by getting support from the walls.
He slid the drawer open and took out a strip of white tablets, he gulped one with water and sighed deeply after putting his hand on his heart, now he was controlled from his panic attacks.
He started to feel secure with Alethea, but when he found out that she was the daughter of his step-father's bestfriend so he thought she would also be a brat like rich youth, he didn't want anything related to his step-father in his life, he want to stay away with Jacob; the monster for him.
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Doing push-ups at 1am was not suitable but if she wants to do something then no one could stop her. Her head was covered with sweat and her hands were sweaty it's been freaking one hour of her doing continuous push-ups.
She wasn't doing it to be fit this time but to relieve her stress, the stress her mothe gave her yesterday and the stress Maverick gave her by his sudden change in his mood.
Groaning she laid herself down on the floor of her bedroom, staring up at the ceiling with her chest up and down due to the continuous push-ups, her arms ache as she managed to stood up and her legs were aching too.
She didn't care at all. She wasn't a fragile one, she was a manly young lady who was strong enough.
She went to take the shower, and twisted the tap open to let the water from the shower touch her body, pulling her hair back with the help of her both hands, she looked herself in the mirror, with puffy eyes due to crying.
"Is this why I'm sending you to that big school!?" William shouted at Alethea who was now 14 years old, "Do you know what, you do not deserve all this luxury! Because you're just like your mother! A mean woman!" He yelled more making the young girl hiss.
"Stop it, william!" Granny shouted at his son to stop yelling at his daughter more, "do not interfere mom, it's my and my daughter's matter." He warned his own mother. And granny could not say anything back.
"Learn something from Peter's daughter, she is the topper of her class!" He yelled throwing the results paper on alethea's face and walked away from there.
"Al-" , "No, Don't come near me." Alethea said looking at her granny with her teary eyes but the tears weren't flowing down as if she was holding them back.
"I- I hate her, i hate mom." Alethea stuttered with tears before running upstairs to her bedroom just to lock herself inside for several hours again.
A tear escaped from her eyes after thinking about how her father never respected his daughter, how he always had been competing her with others kids instead of asking her what he wanted, he imposed his own things on her.
"I hate mom.." she bursted into tears under the shower, and threw the shampoo bottle along with some more things present in the bathroom.
"You and dad are happy now but you both have ruined my life! im so sucked up! I can't do this anymore! I HAVE NO ONE!" she shouted her lungs out and bursted more into tears.
