Capítulo 10: Hidden away truth
Mr Lawrence kept quiet for a while and looked at the floor, avoiding all eye contact with Allen as he seemed to be unstable currently.
"Say, Lawrence. Do you wanna know my real last name?" he asked as he looked at Lawrence with curiosity in his eyes.
"You wouldn't even say it to the noblemen" he replied. "Why would you tell me?"
"It's a trade. I'll tell you my real name" he paused as he pointed to his ears. "but you'll tell me about the voices I hear. How about that?"
Lawrence looked down and sighed. "You're from the Throndsen family,aren't you?" he asked.
Allen laughed and tears starting forming in his eyes. "I knew it.. you knew all along. The screams and my.. family. They're related aren't they?"
Allen hated calling his real parents, so call 'family',he couldn't even remember
their faces. As soon as he was 2 years old, he was immediately thrown to the orphanage with no remorse. It was as if he wasn't worth their attention and time. As if he wasn't even good enough to be in their family.
The Throndsen family, the Royal family in the upper world that hold the a considerable amount of power at the tip of their fingers for many years. They ruled the whole country along with another royal family and kept the country safe and at bay.
That was Allen's real family, but why did they throw him away to an orphanage?
It was because they already had a child before and didn't want another. Allen was a mistake in the family and he wasn't even meant to exist in the first place, he was an accidental child. If they had kept Allen, he would cause problems for his brother as he was a heir of the throne. If his existence was known to the public, he and his brother would be fighting for the throne due to the rules.To avoid that from happening, they showed favouritism to his brother and abandoned Allen outside an orphanage with nothing.
They treated him like a nuisance,not even leaving behind anything for him to remember his family by. Just with a small letter to the orphanage head.
It read:
Dear friend,
This child named Allen,is a son of the Throndsen family, his existence is to be concealed from the rest of the world to avoid a fight for the heir of the throne with his brother. I trust you to do your best to keep him at bay, Mel.
Sincerely,
Ms Nathalia Throndsen.
The orphanage head and the current Queen of the country had known each other at a very young age. Therefore, the Queen knew her friend would help her with her burden at that time to keep the child birth a secret.
Allen had found out the letter in a cabinet in the basement a few years later. However, if he had revealed to the orphanage head that he knew about the letter, it would cause her great distress. So he kept it a secret and treated the letter as if it didn't exist and never spoke about it ever.
The hidden away memories had already been long forgotten but being forced to reveal his last name had bring back the terrible memories of the letter. It was clear to him that he was unwanted in the family, he was basically a nuisance to them.
Allen Throndsen was his real name, he was meant to be the second heir due to him being a direct descendent of the Queen and King of Throndsen. However he was removed from the family due to the possibility of him being able to take the throne for his own from his brother.
The atmosphere in the room got quiet when Allen asked if his family and the screams were related, he could tell Lawrence was thinking on what to tell him.
"It's..okay" Allen said quietly as he stood up and left the room. He felt like he was about to break down if he stayed in the room any longer. He didn't want to seem weak to anyone, he had to stay strong.
The sky was dark red in color as no stars could be seen in the sky. It felt empty and lonely just like how Allen was feeling. He didn't want to be known as a nuisance to anyone, more importantly be abandoned and left all alone again. Tears started slowly rolling down his face as he leaned on the wall and stared at the scenery before him.
If only I'm still alive, the things I would do. There's so many things I haven't experienced yet, so many dreams that were left unfulfilled, questions that were left unanswered. Allen was miserable, even though hell was almost a replication of a normal village, he knew it wasn't the same. It was just a copy that wouldn't make him fill up the hole in his heart.
Just then, a teenage boy that seem a bit older than Allen walked by and offered him a tissue.
"Why you cryin?" he questioned as he leaned back on the wall and put his arms behind his head as he waited for an answer.
Allen looked at the mysterious boy and sighed as he let out a small laugh. "Have you ever wished you were still alive?"
"Everyone here wants to be alive ya know?" he stated.
"Hah, that..was a silly question." Allen remarked to himself. "Say, if you were still alive. What would you do?"
"Spend time with my family. Maybe make some good money" he joked as he looked up to the red sky. "I want to become a good son for my parents and make them happy, but I guess it's too late for that.." he said as his voice got softer and softer. Strangely, they both felt comfortable with each other as if they had a connection.
"Revenge. That's what I crave for most." he said silently.
"Really?" he said with doubt.
Allen nodded as he smiled. There were many things he wanted to do in the upper world when he was alive but what he craved for most currently was the taste of revenge. He imagined making Arnold suffer through unbearable pain, the thought of that made him satisfied.
The red night seemed to dimmer as Allen waved goodbye to his newly made friend and went back to the clinic to see Lawrence sleeping inside at the front door, he bend down to see Lawrence frowning. It was clear he was worried for Allen, the thought made him happy that someone cared for him. He grabbed a blanket from the cabinet and covered Lawrence as he made his way upstairs.
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