The Day I Found You |Ongoing

Twelve: Upset Lover? Will Dessert be good?

Nathaniel doesn't know how to react. He's numb, and it feels like there is a huge burden upon his shoulder.

After everything has happened, he should feel happy that finally he's no more.

He's dead.
Gone. Forever.

Looking at his grave, as the sky made a rumbling of thunder but it didn't rain. Nathaniel felt his throat tighten as he stopped himself from crying.

He slowly settled on the ground not moving an inch, just staring at his grave feeling loss of words.

Nathaniel remembered when his mother said that when a person dies and it rains it means the person was sad and longed for something. But if it doesn't rain then the person was content with his life, he died with no remorse. Nathaniel remembers the longing look on his mother's face when she told him about this, he didn't understand why she was sad.

He didn't believe it at the start but later it felt so true when it rained hard at her funeral.

At that moment Nathaniel realised that her mother longed for love, for peace. Even though she always used to say that she's happy to have a son like him, that she's lucky to be his mother. But when she died Nathaniel realised that his mother regret not giving him a good life, not saving his son from his father. She regrets not giving him the childhood every child should have.

Nathaniel's mother longed for a life his son should proudly live of.

"You know....I hate so much...." He muttered, tears streaming down his face.

It was hard to breathe for him, he cried remembering their time together, they weren't happy memories. They were the memories which gave him nightmares.

Suddenly Nathaniel wiped his tears roughly from his face and scowled at him.

"You died so easily....." He muttered, his breath getting heavier, "After everything you did to me....you don't deserve to die!!" He screamed at his grave.

Nathaniel chest pained from hurt, he always wished for him to die. There were times at night he would be standing in front of his room with a knife in his shivering hands.

But he never had the guts to kill him. It wasn't because he was his father. But it was because he was scared to see his mother's face after killing him. Oh how much she would be disappointed in him, knowing his son is a murderer of his own father.

Nathaniel didn't wanted that. Neither he wanted to see her hurt, so he struggled hard to get her out that hell but loss the battle in the end.

He hated God for it.

He started feeling suffocate. It felt like someone held his throat tightly as he cried. He couldn't look at him without feeling hate. The same hate his father had for them was now Nathaniel having it for him.

Nathaniel hated everything about him. The fact he was buried without any problem made him hate it too.

Not being able to sit there anymore, Nathaniel got up and ran away from the cemetery.

He ran till his lungs pain. His whole face was red from tears but he didn't stop. He wanted to run away from everything. Nathaniel felt like there is no place in the world which will make him forget about his past.

Tears blurred his eyes but he didn't stop. He wanted to give up on everything. He knew no one will remember him. He's all alone in this world. And it hurted the most.

Why?....Why me?.....was I just made to be hurt or be loved?

What was I made for?

His legs gave up, he slump down on the ground, breathing heavily. His whole body ached but his heart ached more.