I Deserve Love

Shogo Mikami

"Can't you do anything right?" My father bellows at me as my own mother looks at me in disgust. "Your grades are terrible! If you do not bring these up I will send you to your American loving Aunt and Uncle's in America! If you do not bring these grades up, you will cease to be my son!" I held in my tears, too used to having to hold it in. I am Shogo Mikami, the son of a well known Japanese business man. I have to take over my father's job when I graduate. But first, I have to prove myself to my parents that I have worth. I was on my knees, my stance rigid. My dark brown eyes threatening to over flow. I have to to hold it in though, or I will be punished for showing weakness. "You are dismissed!" My father growled. I immediately jumped to my feet and ran to my room. I slid the door open and quietly shut. Like always, I immediately opened my school bag and sat on my knees at the table with my homework. I had no window in my room and all of my clothes were stacked on a plank of wood aside from my two expensive suits that were hung up in a corner. My bed lay exactly opposite of my door.
I finished my homework and took out my flip phone. I lightly pressed the power button and on the small screen it told me that it was eleven at night. I pushed my hand through my pitch black, bowl cut hair. The day's events replaying in my head.
"Hey manuke*! Have you got that bowl head in another book?" Toyo-san, the leader of the popular girls sneered my way. I ignored her and pretended to not hear, like always. "Don't ignore my girlfriend, hentai*!" And before I could look up, my hair was grabbed and my face had been guided into Yukido-san's knee. I heard my nose break and felt blood immediately start to pour from my nostrils. "Hey! What do you think you are doing?" I heard a teacher yell. Soon after I had been taken to the nurse's office and my parents called, along with Yukido-san's. My parents took me home, and never once comforted me. Thankfully my mother had opened my report card in the car so when we were at our home, he wasn't angry enough to do more than slap me a couple of times. Telling me off for getting blood on my uniform and how I had angered Yukido-san, his parent's clients of my father, and that I deserved what I got.
I studied until my phone said it was one in the morning. I set my alarm for three hours later so I coukd wake up before ny parents and get ready for school. I plugged my phone in to charge right by my head as I lay down on my scratchy and uncomfortable bed. A big fat tear fell from my eye before I fell asleep.
It felt like minutes before I heard a slam and was barely able to realize that I had been grabbed up by the collar of one of my school uniforms. My father brought me face to face with him, the loud beeping from my phone's alarm. A muscle in the side of his red head twitched angrily. I was awake now and was shaking with fear. "You need a day off to 'study'." His voice was quiet but wavered with anger as his blood shot eyes were alight with fire. My mother stood, glaring at me from the door way. I'd really rather not go into detail about the beating I took after that.
Why can't I do anything right?
*Manuke-clueless, loser
*Hentai- a genre of anime and an insult meaning pervert