Black Masked: Cruel Backstory

Chapter 2

I was stunned. I'm currently standing in front of our home. Midnight, and the only things I can see are the road and the street lights.

What happened just now?..

My breathing was labored, and my cheeks are still covered in tears.

How could they treat me like this? Do they truly don't care about me now?..

I stretched out my hand and wiped away my tears. I turned on my phone and accessed my contacts. I made an attempt to phone my cousin to see if she's still awake.

My cousin answered me on the phone and asked, "Hello? Aries?"

I instantly got up to fix myself.

I said, "Y-yeah, it's me, Martha."

"What's up? Why are you calling in the middle of the night? Is there something wrong? You don't feel good?"

I adored Martha, she's my cousin on my mother's side who is two years older than me. She is, in my opinion, the only one of my cousins who genuinely cares about me, even though she was aware of my differences and yet embraced me as one of her relatives.

I asked her if I could stay there for a couple of days or three, it depends.

"I'm sorry, Aries, but I don't think you can stay here with me. You do realize how much my parents despise you, right?" She remarked.

I took a moment to reflect.

I asked with a heart full of pity, "Is there any way I could stay there Martha? I-i got kicked out.. I have nowhere else to go."

She hasn't responded, so I assumed she's still mulling things over. I sincerely hope she will let me stay because, if not, I have no idea where I should go.

She finally said, "I'm sorry Aries, even though I really want you to stay with me, but I could get grounded if my parents found out. Why don't you stay with our other cousins? Friends?"

I hesitantly said, "You know our other cousins don't like me, right... But friends?.. I'm not sure about it."

She said, "How about Camilla, aren't you two friends?"

She had a good idea, so I gave it some thought. But I'm a little frightened.

"I'll try, I guess. Thank you, Martha."

She retorted, "Okay, Aries, stay safe," and ended the conversation.

I tucked my phone down in my pocket and grabbed my bags. Two bags and a suitcase were present.

I began to move while sighing. Honestly, it was terrifying. It's the first time I've ever walked outside at midnight like this. However, I must first find a home because I cannot spend my time worrying about the streets.

I went back to the street where Camilla and I had earlier split up.

After approximately five minutes of walking, I saw her home. She doesn't typically sleep late, so I just hope she's still awake.

Before I knocked on the door, I let out a heavy sigh; her house is a gorgeous, contemporary residence.

Why am I so anxious when I have been here in her home numerous times since we were young?

I smacked both of my cheeks to wake myself up before I could knock.

Okay, I believe I'm prepared, I told myself.

I began knocking on the door three times. I waited for roughly a second.

It's literally midnight, so of course no one would respond. What was I thinking?