Everything was the same. Everything was just like that night, the night almost a year ago. But this time, what different was that no one was there to gather around me, no one was there to take me to the hospital. This time, the accident wasn't caused by someone unknown. It was caused by my father, which hurts more.
Once again, I was lying on this cold ground of the basement all alone, covered in bruises. That man did it. He just beat me to death. I expected this, but it hurts more than I expected. Well, I'm almost dead. How can my father be this cruel? He isn't even worthy of the title father.
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Two days went by, and I was still sitting in this cold basement without any food. We didn't have any blankets in here because my mum never lets anyone go to this basement. At this rate, I might be dead, but I couldn't help but think about taking revenge, and for that, it was best to leave this country because first, I need to change myself. I don't want to live like a scared kid my whole life. I need to get away from him to plan against him. All I need to pretend was that I gave up and ready to follow his orders and make him think that he won, and that was quite easy based on my looks as I haven't eaten for two days and look weak. That's all I need, and now I need him to open the door and accept his order to leave this country. For these past days, as soon as I woke up, I did nothing but plan everything out for my revenge. But the plan needed some changes as soon as he announced that he was sending me away, and I think it was the best opportunity for me to take the worse revenge he wouldn't even have imagined.
Few hours went by, and I started feeling weaker. Finally, the door opened. That was smiling again. my father walked down the stairs, the same stairs from where he threw me down two days ago.
"Here, eat this" He threw a bun in my direction.
I ate it in the worse manner anyone ever can. I wanted to make this idiot think that how pitiful I am. I wouldn't say I like this jerk sitting in front of me. A jerk who is nothing but a killer. Only I was the one left who can take revenge.
"See, I'm not that selfish, I'm letting you eat, and I hope that you've learned your lesson.
"Yes, father," I said politely.
I hated the words I was saying, but that's just the beginning. I will let this man hear whatever he wants me to say and in the last, I'm going to be the one who will make him regret him all of his decision for the rest of his life. He thinks that I should leave this country and everything else will become easy and comfortable for him. But No!
He was wrong. He was helping me in wrecking him, and I swear to make him suffer the deadly pain.
"Good good!" I booked your flight for tonight. You are going to disappear within the thin air, and no one is ever going to know where you went."
He laughed wickedly, but he didn't know that this decision would be the end of everything for him.
"Go pack your stuff."
I nodded and finally breathed when I came outside of this basement.
I quickly went upstairs to my room and locked the door, and stood in front of my mirror, checking the bruises he gave me. I was shocked to see how much I've changed. Everything about me looked changed, my body, my expression, and the look in my eyes. There were some deep cuts. Just then, I thought,
"How many times she went through this?"
Suddenly, tears began to fall from my eyes, and now I’m convinced that he would go through the same pain he has given to those poor people. No, not only that pain, I'm going to make him suffer from the worse pain. It wasn't an end for me but just the beginning.
I packed my luggage and treated my wounds. Thanks to my aunt, who was a doctor that I knew how to treat myself properly. She must have predicted that what might happen to me in the future. I was missing everyone. It was really painful for me. It was so painful that I can't help but cry with all my heart. I was feeling so bad for everyone. Why was I the only one to live?
I was so lonely and in complete dark. It was very difficult to live all alone, but I needed to get used to it because I would be alone abroad. I missed everyone, and I wish to spend some more time with them. Everything happening was unfair.
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He knocked on the door, and I wiped my tears and opened it slowly. He smiled when he saw me obediently standing in front of him, ready to leave for the airport.
We finally arrived at the airport, and it was finally the time when I was about to leave this country for good. Leaving everything that used to belong to me. Leaving the painful memories behind and coming again to get my payback. This time, I swear that I will come back being successful and crush this beast completely.
It was the last time I was looking back at him. That man was smiling because that jerk thought he achieved everything he wanted, and I smiled back because I knew that it was the beginning of stealing everything he accomplished.
I will not only take everything he achieved but his life too. It was the end of 17 years old scared and quiet Jake, and the beginning of the storm he will have soon.
XX End of Chp three-3 XX
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