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Stronger
Dome's POV
The only person I consider a family and love the most is Tonkla, my own blood brother. Ever since mom died and we were forced to go back to our abusive father, Tonkla was my everything. He was my mom, my dad, my older brother, my provider, my protector, all at once.
Our story wasn't that different from any other sob story. It was the usual summary. A family of four. With a mother, father with two kids. Father turned out to be an alcoholic and abusive. Mother took the kids and ran. Mother got into an accident, kids were sent back to the father because well, there's no other options. For our situation, the state facilities can't accommodate us unless we were separated. Tonkla wouldn't agree to it so in the end, along with not having any relatives to take us in, our only option was going back to our father.
I was only 10 years old when mother died. She was hit by a bus while crossing the road. Tonkla didn't even allow me to see her body. I didn't get to say goodbye to her properly. She promised to make me my favorite dish that evening. She didn't keep that promise.
It was ironic after all the running we did with mom, in the end, we still ended up staying with this bastard. Staying with the man who has no qualm beating the crap out of mom, Tonkla and I. It was mom who used to take most of the beatings. It was as if someone pressed the replay button and all is happening again but this time, it was only to Tonkla and I.
Tonkla was 4 years older than I was but physically, he has always been small build but he protected me. Shielded me with that small body of his. Going back to stay with that piece of crap, the only saving grace was he wasn't home most the time. He has to work you see, and any time he wasn't working, he was out drowning his liver and bragging. What he brags about, I seriously don't know. We prayed that he just leave us and never come back. Alas, that wouldn't be reality if that happened.
We endured living with dad. I don't know what was the point we even stayed there. That man never bothered with our livelihood. Whatever we had to scrap by, it was from the kindness of our neighbors, the very little saving mom left us and Tonkla working any part time to afford the extra money to keep up with meals. The only kindness he showed us was not kicking us out of the dingy rundown place he called a house and probably beat us enough to not kill us?
The first beating was the night we arrived. It was Tonkla who took the blows. He shield me while that man kicked Tonkla in stomach until he bruised. We didn't sleep a wink that night. We knew that will be our lives until Tonkla turns 18, be able to take me and run. Until then, we had to endure.
Endured we did. I don't know how we did it but we did. Tonkla and I both exceled in our studies. What I didn't know, Tonkla taught me. If we were born to a more normal family, Tonkla would probably have exceled as a child prodigy, not that he was any less of that now. It was just...his path was slowed down...dragged down...by me. Tonkla could have taken the first scholarship to the next province to study but he gave that up, for me and mom. He didn't want to leave us. And just like that, I destroyed his first hope.
I swore to protect Tonkla. Even that I failed to do.
It was raining heavily that night. We were counting on that bastard to not come home. It was Saturday the next day. Tonkla promised we can go picnic at the garden near the college he will attend soon. Tonkla was graduating earlier and got a scholarship to start college way earlier. I told you he was smart. We will tour that place together while Tonkla gets to brag which classes he will take. With the scholarship allowance, I could afford the new pair of sports shoes, he said.
He came back as drunk as usual. But he didn't come back alone. Another man who we never knew his name of brought back our dad who was barely standing straight. Like it or not, we have to go over to help. That man gave the same aura evil, repulsive aura as our dad. I wished he left immediately but he didn't. Even after we chuck our dead drunk dad on his bed in his room. He took his time to delay leaving. He took a particular interest in Tonkla, asking him questions, all which I thought has nothing to do with him. Some questions sounded suggestive now that I recall them. Tonkla did his best to shield me behind his back.
It was when the questions turning lewd and dirty that I understood what form evil can take place. When that man attempted to touch Tonkla inappropriately, I saw red and punched him. Then everything turned chaos. I was just a young boy trying to protect his older brother. In the confusion, my head got slammed on the wall, Tonkla was screaming and the last thing before the world shut down on me was Tonkla pushing me out of the room before he was dragged back into that room by that man.
I failed to protect Tonkla. I broke my promise.
I came back to my senses in Tonkla's arms. He was hugging , cradling me gently on our bed in our room. My head still hurt. My vision still blurry. After a while I got a better look, whatever furniture we had in our room was boarded up against the door.
I looked up at Tonkla. His beautiful face, red with bruises and slap marks. There was dried blood on his lips. His clothes disheveled and torn. When I got up to check on him, there were blood stain and bruises all over. I don't need to tell you what happened to him right?
We didn't say anything to each other as we cried silent tears. Tonkla never told me what happened in that room. He took the burden of hell on himself. Just like when mom died and when that monster hit him. One thing was sure, the monster of a dad, didn't protect Tonkla, his own flesh and blood because well, he was too drunk to function of course. It was then I knew, this man deserves no mercy from us.
Tonkla. He was my only beacon of hope.
I can't do much now but if I have to kill that monster, I will. If only for Tonkla.
I will get stronger. I know I can't do that now but eventually I will.
The day I get strong enough, that will be the day I end that monster.
I will end anyone who dared to hurt Tonkla.
I wouldn't ever let anyone hurt Tonkla. Ever again.
That's the vow I made to myself.
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