Bad Paradox

CHAPTER 5 - Monster Through Emptiness

Ryan's POV

"M-MONSTER! HOW DARE YOU..." How satisfying. She slaps me non-stop until my cheeks starts to swell.

"H-HOW DARE YOU DO THAT!? I... DISCIPLINE YOU FOR NOTHING!" She added. I bullied a guy from my school... because he grazes his eyes on me with ferocious content. I made him go to the hospital, and he deserves it.

"WHY CAN'T YOU JUST SAY SORRY!?" I feel puking after hearing those words. Sorry? for what? They should be the ones who should be sorry.

7 Years I was kept in the darkness, limited actions and planned future and path ahead. I always hear my dad speaking nonchalantly of my mom, how good she is at pleasing, cooking, how caring she is and how she caught his heart.

"YOU... GOOD FOR NOTHING BASTARD!" Unfortunately... she already left us. "ANSWER ME!" Why... is this woman so annoying. I continue to reply with silence. I gazed him with sharp eyes and slaps me again for a thousand times. Blood came from my lips.

"IF... IF ONLY YOU ARE NOT HERE!"Ah, right. My dad remarry someone else. "MY PLAN..." She screams for her plan was turns out unpleasant because of me. I can't refrain myself from shedding blood onto their framed-up individual image. Especially if my dad is a renowed businessman.

Bribes wipe their dirty ass off. "Fuck off.
" Oh, god. How cool am I to say my first curse directly at my 'mother'. Don't blame me. It's your fault.

"WHAT... DID YOU JUST SAY!?" She grabbed me by my hair as she starts to hit me harder.

Albedo Sebas. After my dad loss his legitimate wife, my biological mother, he remarry someone else. Albedo Sebas. My step-mother. I hate the idea that my dad focus and spent almost all of his time to her. Money, time that even left me behind. He fell into her trap up until now. But that is already being stopped by me. By dirtying their image until it is publicize.

It... fucking hurts.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" My dad came in. He dozed off for a second but came concious again. He stops the old hag from hitting me. I immediately wipe my tears and blood at that time.

"H-honey... I-i was just giving this bastard a lesson!" She cries infront of him, yet I can clearly see her horns upright.

"How can you call your son a bastard?" He confronts her and even checks for any wounds as if I fought back. However, he cannot see his son being conquered by a motherfucker.

"She is... not my mother!" I completely lost myself. A 7 year old should not know any curse word or even my attitude generally. But they forced me to inherit their trait of being a bastard.

"...Say what?" He grits his teeth on me, but was being stopped by his 'wife'. Playing innocent, huh. But she dare not to hide her smile, clearly opposite to her intent.

He starts to hit me anyways.

They avert their attention to me and focuses on someone else. Torture... is what I've felt during my 17 years. Wrath is what flows into me. Revenge is what pumps my wrath. Without my dad looking, my mother tortures me near death. I've survived those years. She even brought another child, whom she taught her bloody methods to hurt someone. Her personality is tainted in black. I remember... it's not that someone divert their attention to me... it is just I am unimportant to them. Their sands in their hourglass will not be worth it if they points their eyes onto me.

It... isn't my fault.

Every hit, it pack a force. It hurts. Those hits do not even have any slightest care. He continue to discipline me... for additional 10 years.

"WHAT DID I SAY TO YOU!?" I yawned after endless words are thrown at me. This sucks. "YOU ARE ALREADY 17 YEARS OLD. DO YOUR JOB! BE MATURE!"

"I just thrown a welcoming party for my fellow classmates." I answered boldly. Kratz Sebas. My dad. A renowed businessman who holds the company, SC, Sebas Co. Quite a huge successful company, if I can recall. There are bars spread across the country that he handle, yet he holds his main business here in the capital, doing also another business. Prostitution. He makes me puke.

"YES! IN OUR KTV BAR!" He replied.

"...What's so wrong with that?"

"Y-YOU MOTHERFUCKER! DO YOU KNOW HOW IT CAN RUIN OUR BUSINESS!?" Ah, right. Underaged people are not allowed to enter a bar. "AND I HEARD YOU EVEN PUSHED ONE OF YOUR GUESTS INTO OUR EMPLOYEE!"

I commanded one of our staffs to accompany Levi. He declined at first but it works anyway. He got swayed by money. I do not know who accompany him, though. Damn that staff... he reports it to my dad. I did it to expose their dirty-ass. But looks like I failed... or not.

"Tsk." I clicked my tongue. Thinking of it... Levi, that naive idiot... when I pushed him suprisingly, he didn't even react. It looks like he is calm as he is when we were at school. We finished bottles of alcohol but only he is the one who isn't wasted. Damn, I might be seeing things. I'm just wasted yesterday.

"Can you just please end it?"

"YOU... BASTARD!" He throws something at me. He starts to catch his breath. Looks like his time is near. He swayed me away while he holds his chest. His breathing is looking dangerous. Which led bodyguards and even his secretary panic. While me? Chilling as fuck. Might as well get out of here.

"H-honey!" My step-mother came. She hits me with those eyes. How pretty.

"How satisfying." I mumble. In those 17 years of disciplining, none even fucking works.

"H-HEY WHERE AR-" I cut her off before she even call for anyone to stop me, "I'll pay you to shut up."

Money... is everything I have. But it is also... the only thing I need.

Emotions? Feelings?

I don't want any of that... and I don't give a fuck. I don't have any feelings, I divert them away from me, they are hindrance.

"M-MONSTER!" She screams. I looked back... to laugh!

"Hahahahaha. How awful to see." As they perform different method to keep my father alive, I gave them a middle finger.

"For you. My middle finger salutes you."

Ryan Sebas. 17. A monster.