Set Him Free

Prologue

Aaron Williams

On the top roof of a small cottage in the middle of the woods, lying on his back with his arms folded behind his head and staring at the starry sky of shiny stars and a full moon. His eyes were little by little dropping to sleep by the sight of the pretty sky were his family looking down at him.

He remembers The beautiful face of his mum and the way she looks at him with pure love telling him how proud she was of him when he gets a high grade. And his man-to-man talks with his dad, they'd spend the whole day together talking and laughing, playing games , the times when his dad let him win and faked frowns just to see the triumph grin on his son he'd teach him how to cook to surprise his mum, despite his refuting to learn. He'd annoy him the whole week when he had his first crush on Emily, their neighbour's daughter, and how his mum would find it cute but scolding his dad to leave him alone. How happy they were? Who could have thought it would be gone in blink of an eye?

Closing his eyes he could feel hot tears on his cheeks, he lifted his hand so he could wipe them, he notice the time on his wrist watch 10: 51, his mum would be devastated if he stayed out that late. But now he could care less, his aunt would probably be sounding asleep or with one of her friends out drinking her brains away. She'd not even notice that he's not home or in his room for weeks. As long as he's out of her way, she'd be thankful. He can't blame her though, how could he, when he himself hates him. No one can love him anymore, all his friends left him one by one, they'd see him in the school hallway and give him looks as if he was a complete stranger. His once faithful girlfriend broke with him claiming he's changed and she can't see the guy she loved before. How ironic, he can't see that guy too.

But all that didn't matter to him, he deserves all their hatred. He deserved pain, agony and nightmares, just like him. Why he'd complain, when he knows for sure that he's nothing but a f**ked up, waste of space trash. No one would spare him a look at school, they all are afraid of that black hoodie guy, as black as his cold heart. At least, they left him alone or they would be his next punching bag he wouldn't mind to break their noses or ribs as long as he get to hurt someone, see their pains and laugh at their weakness because he is a monster, and monsters don't feel pity for others. that what he learnt that night, to see someone dear die it's a misery but when you kill them with your bare hands, you ...you are just an ugly monster.

A heartless monster, that he is now. Enjoys others misery.

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