Red Level

CHAPTER 2

Chapter 2

John

The morning is already slowly passing, the day is normal, boring, without any events. I know I need to get out of the room so I don't get in trouble, but I can't get my body to move. I thought about playing the guitar to pass the time, but no tune comes to my mind, I want to paint, but all the colors seem to have faded. I decide to leave the room hoping I won't run into my father, I was wrong, he was already at the door of my room when I opened the door.

I tried to walk around him, not looking into his eyes, but he stopped me by grabbing my chin with his fingers and making him look at me. There was nothing but disappointment and disapproval in his sea blue eyes. Looking into his face I took the time to see how similar we were. I have inherited his sea-colored eyes, features and hair that, unlike me, he manages to tame with ease, but apart from the great physical resemblance we share nothing else, nothing but hatred for each other.

"You overslept... again," my father seethed.
I closed my eyes to avoid his disgusted look at me. "I know sir" I said annoyed.
"Don't use that tone when you're talking to me and look me in the eyes when I'm talking to you, soldier," he said as anger took over him.
"Yes sir," I managed to say in a slightly emotionless way.
"You overslept, and it's not your first time, and you're behaving in an extremely disrespectful way, means you'll have to face the consequences," he said as a sort of smile crossed his face, but it wasn't a warm smile, but blood-curdling smile.

I knew what that meant, he was going to beat me up, to enjoy the sight of my worn out body full of scars and bruises that he had inflicted on me. After he finished I went back to my room and when I got there I saw my mother sitting on my bed. After situations like this, she would come to tell me that my father loves me and that everything he does is for my good, even though we both know that's not true, but today it wasn't like that.
"Your father wants you in the Red Level when you turn nineteen," she said in a sad, sorrow tone. I just nodded and she left my room. In about a month, they're going to put me in the Red Level. A sick project aimed to us to kill each other in the hope that one of us will survive. My father's perfect way to get rid of me.