Because Of Her.

56 | Who is Philip?

Apologises APOLOGIES!!

FLASHBACK ( L I AM )

The journey back to home from school always seems so tough for me. Unlike other students in my class who are ready and one step away from dashing out from the door with their bags set high up on their shoulder—I am the one who likes to drag his time in order to waste some so I can have less time in home.

But today was different.

Today I am eager to go home because I got my test result and I got highest in Math. I got highest in every subject and I topped too in class but math is more important because daddy's favorite subject is math.

Well he never told me but I heard him talking to his school friends when he invited them for dinner one time. He was a genius and I think he'll think the same about me once he sees my report.

I hope he will understand me and see how much I work harder in this particular subject.

I hike my bag up on my shoulder and run inside the home seeing the same dull environment I always get when I arrive but today I am anything but dull inside. I don't know if it's the lack of things at our living room that gives the dull vibes or is it just me who feels that.

I run upstairs before leaving my bag on the sofa with my report card in my hand. My smile is so big that I am worried if I am gonna hurt myself. Can people hurt themselves by smiling?

I am feeling pain on my cheeks though but it could be due to the bracelet Jennifer was wearing when she smacked me. Teacher asked me today about the bruise but I lied that I got into fight with my cousin. Even though I don't have any cousins. Up till now I don't even know if I had any or I do have but that I never met them.

I can ask from my parents but I don't want any beating that usually comes if I ask stupid things.

I see my daddy's large brown door and knock with my small fists. "Daddy!" I can't hide the squeak in my breath with the running and excitement.

Several minutes pass from calling him out and knocking until the door opens and comes out daddy with face that normally generate fear in me but today I smile with the teeth's that are coming from previously knocked out by the mean bullies.

"What the fuck do you want?" He roars, his forehead vein bulges.

"Look...look daddy! I got my result and see in Math I got 95. It's the highest just like you." I jump in front of his tall frame trying to reach the paper towards him so he can see.

He looks down at the paper in my hand for a second before snatching it out from my hand. He examines it and I try to control my smile.

"Are you happy with me? I worked so hard and this is for you." I smile shyly. I never say this out aloud even though half of the things around this house I do only to impress him or make him happy.

Because I know impressing mommy is of no use. She usually does what she likes with me even when I don't like them. Daddy never did anything that I don't like but he never stops her either. I know I deserve his beating for being a stupid brat but atleast it gets over quickly after twenty minutes or so unlike mommy's way which keeps me up at night due to nightmares.

I hope one day he'll realise how much I'm looking forward to have him on my side and will do anything for him if he just give me a chance.

He looks at me then to the paper and my heart suddenly drops when I see him tearing my report card into pieces.