Sean never did look at the world the same ever since his father beat his mother.
He swore to himself that he was not going to hit his wife when he grew up. He swore so many things; so many of them came true.
He also swore that he was not going to marry a girl who he would not love any more after they had a kid. Therefore, a girl he truly loved was what he needed. He hated his father for a while, then eventually came into the world.
The big, big world.
Where the dreams came true.
Or some of them.
Sean's twisted worldview didn't give him trouble; he was quited and trusted. He didn't find a girl that he trully loved. But when he did, he found out at the same time that that girl was not to be touched.
She was the daughter of a gangster whose name he had heard of sometimes on a street.
She was also engaged to a rich man's son Andy, who was tall and handsome.
Her name was Julia.
Sean never dared to think about her. They had met a few times, Sean being the cleaner of the floor which Andy's office was on. Julia never knew Sean's name and never cared to. In her eyes, Sean was just a cleaner.
But in Sean's eyes, Julia wasn't everything.
He had known somehow that all the way he couldn't just love someone at first sight and they do the same. He knew that he had to fight for a girl, and sometimes give up.
He chose giving up on Julia. He found another girl who was named Mary. She was innocent and pure and whose background was white as snow. He didn't think that she would like him; she was too good for him, who lived in the neighbourhood that always had the cries of women who were hit by their husbands all the time, that always had street gangs running around asking for money, that always had the ability to shut things out like a street fight or a shooting. No-one report anything, no-one called the police. They stood, watch, then keep minding their own businesses.
But then, Sean chose to fight for Mary. He tried so hard. Mary accepted him, but the both of them knew that one day her parents would come ask for him and check on him whether he had brought flus and fleas from the neighbourhood or not.
It turned out that they thought he hadn't.
And he had a girl in his life from then on. A girl who he loved no matter sickness or health.
And never beaten.
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Broken
Short StoryA collection of short stories. Plain words to describe people's broken things. Everything. Narrating to show that there would always be different people, however hard they try to blend in.
