"They told me they were in the playroom, but they never told me they were playing this kind of game." comments Luka in a teasing tone, which makes me break the kiss.With dark eyes, heavy breathing and wet and swollen lips, plus disheveled hair due to my hands, which until now I notice were in his hair, Daniel asks me:"With this do you know if I like men or should I kiss you a second time?"Oh shit."Oh damn. David how do you tolerate this?" scoffs Luka."Don't ask, I don't know either.""I'm waiting for your answer" he says playing with a lock of my hair.Shit. Has he blown my mind or is it because I'm tired from everything that's going on?"It's clear to me." I whisper in a daze.Shit what did I do?Daniel smiles and turns away from me."Things here are on fire," Luka comments in a low tone.Daniel leans across the table and picks up a new beer, which he opens and extends to me."Do you drink it alone or shall I help you drink it?" comments Daniel smiling.For all the mangoes in th
I look carefully at my brother, in most things we act differently, because we have different opinions of what is going on. However, on this occasion we think the same.For we both know perfectly well that my father's return to our lives does not bode well. Father was not a good husband or father, and this, coupled with what I saw, gives me the impression that he has not changed.Neither David nor I are sweet boys who love to be pampered, yet the coldness of his words and actions give me to understand that the cold man who beat his wife and mistreated us has not yet left.That is undoubtedly a cruel truth, but a truth nonetheless.I accept that promise and walk towards the exit with him by my side without uttering another word. Because that's how we are, when we feel bad we don't want to be talked to, we simply want to feel the company of that person.One who does not judge or force you to talk, he is simply there to give you to understand that even when your world is turned to nothing
I don't look at the window so as not to observe Daniel motionless, because I prefer not to continue to think about what had no future.He is in search of love and I live to get away from him. We are definitely not in the same book, or at least, not on the same page.The cab stops at a hotel, from which we ask for a room due to the little money we have.Sharing a room doesn't bother us since we are used to sharing everything, so as soon as we arrive we eat a little, wash up and since we don't have enough for a change of clothes, we both sleep in the hotel robes.I don't sleep right away, although the day was exhausting and I could tell that so much movement on David's side announced that he didn't either.Things had been quiet for a long time, but possibly wouldn't be from now on. And that was to be expected. Living in the same country as our father at some point could lead to trouble.My head hurts, but my eyelids start to get heavier and heavier, so I slowly fall into a deep sleep. F
I finish bathing quickly and bang on the door with all my might.It is frustrating to return to the past and not be able to do something to prevent the pains of the past from reaching our present.A question forms in my mind, but the one to whom I should ask it is not present.Desperate, I run to my brother's phone and look for his number with the intention of stopping this.One call, two calls and it is on the third call that my mother finally decides to answer.On the call"Son, is something wrong?" my mother asks."Why?" I say having as my melody the screaming and banging coming from the other side of the door "Why are you giving us to him if you know how evil he is?""Baby...""Why do you have to condemn us to the hell we previously lived together!" I angrily reproach her "Why of all people do you have to leave us with him!""Because he is your father." he replies as if that is the explanation that numbs the pain such words cause in me.Disappointment washes over me as the screams
"Do we really have to live with him?""Yes.""You promised." I groan.David stops his pacing already on the second floor and turns to face me."I can't do something to keep my promise when the law isn't on my side. Neither of us are of legal age and our mother signed over custody to our father. So tell me what can we do to avoid all this craziness?" he asks frustrated. He doesn't want this, but evidently can't do anything to change it."We'll figure something out. We just have to...""Understand little one, there's not something we can do.""I refuse that there isn't a way out. There always is and I will see to it that I find it." I assure climbing the stairs to get to my bedroom."Little girl," David says grabbing my arm in supplication."No, David. I don't plan on judging you for giving up, but don't ask me to do the same because it won't happen." I finish to continue my walk.I close the door to then sit on my bed with the intention of thinking of some solution. Frustrated for havi
The celebration is not long in coming. Daniel lets go of me and hugs with David, Aninka and Luka who I don't know at what point he arrived."Finally!" says Daniel to his friends.David smiles at me and nods in satisfaction, while I roll my eyes at so much drama over something I don't see the significance of.Daniel comes back to me smiling and my fear of being squeezed by his arms and torso cause me to raise my hands for him to stop."Let's stop all this drama and use our time on something productive, like, say, stopping Mr. Mordashov from taking us to his house." I comment wearily."Little girl," David scolds me."Let's not go back to the same thing." I reply and then turn my gaze to the boys "Our father is Mr. Mordashov, who is the same man who will have custody of Aninka and Esteban.The astonishment in Daniel and Luka is noticeable."Mr. Mordashov is your father?"I nod."Yes, that monster is. Now, I don't know how you guys know him, but...""As the business demon." comments Luka.
David, who was ahead of us, brakes suddenly, causing Daniel to do the same. The four of us are left leaning forward. The shock leaves us in silence until Luka complains."What's wrong with you Daniel, can't you drive properly or what?" he asks annoyed.However, no one answers him."Start the car" asks Michael at what we all see.No way.David didn't brake because he wanted to, he had to when a car drove through and it's car, although I've seen it few times in my life, I can recognize it.For the hell of it."No, don't. Guys let me out of the car" I ask when what I didn't want to see, he gets out of the car.His men join him and in less than no time they get everyone out of the car."Where's your bitch of a sister!!! That bastard I must teach her a lesson!" he shouts angrily.I immediately open the door with difficulty and climb out over Luka, while Michael amazed by everything going on, pulls out his phone and starts recording.What a good idea.David who was roughly pulled out of the
The pain makes me wake up. I honestly don't know what day it is, let alone the time, I just know why I'm here and what I have to do from now on.I wake up and find myself alone, which doesn't surprise me. I have no family that really cares how I am.This time alone, in which to my misfortune I can't move. It has helped me to analyze what is my next step. Which, no doubt, includes the suffering of Mr. Mordashov. The bastard who procreated me.The doctor and nurses make their rounds, in which they emphasize that I can not make sudden movements and among them is to get up.Before leaving, the doctor warned me that if I misbehaved, he would sedate me again. So, without any desire, I agreed to stay calm.According to what I have been told, it has been seven days since that monster hit us, days in which I have only had minutes of consciousness thanks to the state in which he left me and the sedative that I was given afterwards.Among my belongings I have my phone. However, I haven't contact