Mystique Well-Their Arrival

Chapter 35: His Tragic Past

It was four in the morning and my eyes were staring at the ceiling. To be honest, I was watching this white painted surface since last night because I did not close my eyes for a moment. When parents come to meet their children after many days, they lose sleep due to happiness and today after such a long time, a phone call from my father has lost my sleep, not because I am very happy but because I am scared that I do not know what he wants from me now. Even after I disconnected the call yesterday, he called several times but I did not pick up. For a moment I felt like forgetting the past and receiving the call but... I am not that strong, I cannot forget everything. The same scenes and the same taunts keep playing in front of my eyes like a film. I don't know, maybe I am such a useless son who doesn't deserves their love.

"I think I should go for a walk. I'm feeling suffocated." I whispered to myself and walked out with faltering steps.

***************Flashback*************
(Author's POV)

It was half past night. The whole city was sleeping except for a couple who were so busy fighting that they did not even notice that their two-year-old son was crying because of their shits.

"Make him quiet, or I'll strangle him." said a thirty five years old man, pointing to his son.

His wife took two-year-old Kyle to the bedroom and said, "Shut up. Your father has ruined my life. That man does not earn a single penny and he is asking me to quit my job. If I quit my job, what will we eat? Stones!"

Kyle's father, Simon Adams, was in the military but had to leave the service after suffering a serious leg injury. His wife was seven months pregnant when he injured his leg. His leg slowly healed but it did not allow him to run or jump very fast and being an army man it is impossible to quit running, so he had to quit his job. It was getting difficult to run the house without any job and during this time Kyle was born, due to which the household expenses kept increasing further. Seeing the tragic situation, his mother Caroline started working in a bakery shop. Though she could not earn enough to run the house, it was enough for their daily bread.

One day Simon came home drunk and started talking nonsense about his son and wife. He told his wife to quit her job because people made fun of him by calling him a "house-husband". Caroline somehow tolerated it that day, but when it became a daily affair, she too started quarrelling.

Gradually the condition of the house deteriorated so much that now they started blaming Kyle for everything. They believed that if he had not been born, the household expenses would have been less and there would have been no unrest in the house. Poor Kyle grew up listening to the taunts and abuses of his parents. No matter how much he tries to please them, they were never happy with him. Along with studies, Kyle was also good at sports. All his friends and teachers praised him a lot but those who he needed appreciation for did not even accept him as their son. His grandmother Margaret was the only one who loved him very much. She would often visit her after the school. She even scolded her son and daughter-in-law many times to behave properly with her grandson, but the couple did not pay heed to her.

Kyle's grandmother would prepare cake for his birthday every year and his birthday was celebrated at his grandmother's place. When Kyle turned thirteen, his birthday was celebrated with great pomp at his grandmother's place and he enjoyed it a lot.

"Kyle, you should stay here tonight, it's quite late, my child." Margaret said.

"But granny if I don't go home, mom and dad will get angry." He said.

"Do they know anything other than getting angry?" She said and he didn't replied anything.

"My child, it's very late and I urge you to stay here. I will drop you home tomorrow and talk to your parents. Don't worry about anything, okay?" She said and he couldn't refuse his beloved grandmother.

When he reached home next morning...

"Kyle, you go first, I'll park the car and come." She said and he nodded.

As soon as he rang the doorbell his mother opened the door and...slap!

"What the hell Caroline! Why did you slap him?" Margaret asked.

"Why shouldn't I? Do you have any idea how much trouble I faced yesterday because he was not at home? Your son was drunk and there was not even a morsel of food in the house. Who will bring the ration for the house?" Caroline yelled.

"What happened, why are you shouting so early in the morning? What the... Kyle? Where the hell were you yesterday, you moron?" Simon shouted.

"Shut up! Have you both gone mad? You stay drunk all day and are scolding your child! And you Caroline, if you needed rations, couldn't you go and get it yourself?" Margaret said fiercely as Kyle kept crying while huddled in her embrace.

"Actually m-mom... I..." Simon tried to say something but Margaret stopped her, "Enough! I'm fed up with you people."

"Um... Kyle go inside." Caroline said, kind of ordered.

"No. He will not go in" Margaret said sternly.

"What? What do mean mom?" Caroline asked.

"You two don't deserve a gem like him. He is not going to live here anymore. He will live with me from today. I will take care of him. I will be his mother, father, guardian, everything. Come on Kyle, let's go from here. Oh! And about yesterday, he couldn't come because I didn't let him. I didn't want to ruin his birthday yesterday." Margaret said and the couple were shocked to hear this. Birthday! They had even forgotten their son's birthday.

From that day onwards, Kyle started living with his grandmother and this did not make much difference to his parents because in a way, the trouble was averted from them.
***********Flashback ends***********
(Kyle's POV)

I was walking on the road remembering the tragic story of my life when suddenly I heard the loud sound of a car horn and then a blinding light.

And then...

Crash!!...