Upside-down

Dorian was perfectly contempt with his life.

He did not need anyone. He did not need his brother, and much less the one who once called herself his mother.

Dorian was long past the childish thoughts, the longing for love and affection from his family. He stopped caring about what his mother thought of him, what she wanted him to be.

Dorian was living his own, happy life, away from the clutches of a woman who never cared for him, and away from a brother who surely wanted him gone since he grew old enough to understand that Dorian was not liked nor was he appreciated in that house.

And Dorian left, never looking back, never regretting it once. He was happy, truly.

He was lonely, but happy.

So why, why, did it all have to crumble down when he tried for the first time to be nice to someone? Why did the life he tried so hard to build for himself turn upside-down when he was only trying to help a lost kid in the middle of the streets?

Or, how Dorian was forced to face a past he desperately tried to forget, only to be confronted with people he wished he never saw again.