Passover love

Chapter 38

  Chapter 38

I was feeling happiness, joy, all mixed together. There are a lot of prayers collected when we experience the one hour mass in some churches. It was a light feeling after the Mass. It was a pleasant one. Filled with the Holy Spirit that makes our heart glimmer with wisdom.

We are currently here in the restaurant while the natural scent of the sea wind exhaled in our breath, as what we, honestly liked.

"So, how was it?" The tour guide asked.

"It was fun." Almost all commented that because really, it was the best 'fun' of all.

Except for me.

I liked it. But it made me think of the leashed things. It was a complete blur when one of the scenery, the place, the scent I exhaled, made me think again. For the hundredth time, this was the worst one.

It was scary, almost bringing me into a trauma, again. I am not experiencing this again. I hate this. I will always.

"You okay?" Asked Gabriel when he said he'll walk me in our place. Prisca is nowhere to be found but her brother, Athans, completely knows about her whereabouts. Nothing can stand between the two. Their bond is huge. Thicker than the water.

I sigh heavily.

"Do you think when I tell you about the darkness, you will not be afflicted by it?" I asked.

He ruffled my hair. "Of course I'll get afflicted. We all do."

"Why?" I asked.

"Because it's the dark. No one likes the dark except for those who are already the dark itself."

"Alright..."

"Why?" He ask.

I shake my head. "Nothing."

I was changing into my PJ's when I remembered something. I cuss a lot inside my head as scenes pops up inside my head. I didn't think of it again, even though it's been corrupting my mind.

"Where? Where?! You useless ungrateful Kid! You are useless like a garbage! Like your mother who's been useless..." He keeps pulling my hair.

I was screaming hard, when he slapped my hard to make myself at the floor lying down. With my own blood in it, I tried to wipe it. I was afraid of my own blood.

"P-please...S-stop..." I stuttered.

I cried so hard when I felt a blade in both of my palms, he pointed a knife in it and use it to write down something in palms. It was my name. He wrote my name in my palms using a knife. The pain was unbearable. That maybe, I'll faint by the huge impact it gave me.

"No...I'm sorry...Daddy No. I love you...I love you." I muttered when he dragged me to the stairs.

"Huh. You crazy kid..." He said that before he pushed me.

I was sweating when I woke up. I wipe the tears the pooled in my eyes.

Why is he that bad? They said, blood is thicker than water. I can't believe that. I was suffering from it. That blood made me suffer. And that time, I wished that it was water. Not blood.

"Good morning." Gabriel greeted, giving me a cup of milk.

"Morning." I replied.

"Not in the mood huh?" He asked. I sat down near him while he watch the kids playing in the sand early this morning.