the art of faking a smile. (under-construction)

16. I need a break

WARNING: derogatory words, abuse and mentions of suicide

HIDEKI POV

For fuck's sake.

The moment I thought today might not be so bad since I made a new friend, things got even worse. This is the first time, in a very long time, since Dylan and I had gotten into a fight, we have had arguments here and there but they were never as bad as this. To think that Dylan is capable of being such a jackass makes me feel annoyed and slightly disappointed. As much as I like him, right now he's being an asshole and I hate him for that.

Why won't Dylan even accept Justin? He even pointed out the assumption that Justin, being the loner with no friends, doesn't deserve friends because of his asshole-like aura he presents, goddammit they're just stereotypes, he doesn't even know Justin's real persona and won't even give him a chance.

I tighten my hold of my bag and stare at the ground in frustration. The streets are getting quite empty now and only a few people are walking along the path. Akio and I live in a nice house around a peaceful area, it's where richer and stuck up people would normally live in. Our dad is one of the directors of a company so I guess you could say that he is quite loaded, it's just he's a stingy-ass old geezer who won't give us a bit of money. In fact, I want to move out of the house with Akio as soon as I can to get as far away from him as possible, with the help of Dylan of course...

As I approach my house I hear a loud crash in the same direction of my house.

Shit.

The moment I heard that noise, I knew full and well where it's coming from and began sprinting back home. Once I reach home, I hastily unlock the front door and barge in. My eyes widen to see my brother laying on the floor with his head buried under his arms, he has nothing but underwear on, bruises and scars decorating his whole body apart from his arms, torso, face and lower regions of the legs.

You see, our dad makes sure that these scars aren't visible to the public eye to avoid getting imprisoned for beating the shit out of his own son. It's fucking illegal yet how is he able to get away with it? Well answer is, he's got the money and a good lawyer and was able to get away with a warning. It's frustrating. 

Dad was about to strike at Akio with his belt once again but I was quick to take action. I push him away from Akio, snatching his belt away and throwing it aside.

"Stop! What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"Son of a bitch, why are you defending this faggot!" My dad gestures to Akio who is still cradling himself in his own arms and mumbling incoherent words under his breath.

"You shouldn't be doing this anyway, it's illegal! If you're gonna hit my brother then hit me too but twice as hard." After all, I am also a 'faggot'. Akio then weakly clutches onto my pants and shakes his head. From seeing his weak and shivering body, my heart breaks and it makes me want to destroy my dad's life so badly.

"See? Just look at this disappointment." Dad gestures to Akio. "He's weak, just like your mother."

"No, Mum was strong, and in fact stronger than you. She was perfectly fine before you fucked her up and cheated on her. In fact, you were the one who drove her to do something horrible to herself. I saw her body with my own fucking eyes!" Tears are welling up in my eyes as horrid memories flash into my mind.

6 years ago

School finished early today and so I arrived home earlier than usual, I couldn't wait to see mum's reaction when she sees me already home. I want to be there for her while Dad's off spending the night elsewhere doing who knows what. I always wanted to make sure Mum knew that Akio and I care about her and that we are always on her side no matter what.