บท 72: Stick With Eachother

A tear trickles down David's eye and he makes no effort to wipe it off. 

Sometimes crying is good too. Sometimes soaking in tears is good but David was stuck in a state where crying wouldn't ease off his pain neither preventing them from flowing. His life had become meaningless for himself but left at the mercy of others. He was only trying to live for them which was killing him from inside. 

No one was there for him, his own dad was the one who allowed everyone to trample over his heart and he can't do anything but sit around and let everyone play. 

His dad hadn't even come into his room to check upon him. Was he really his father? Are father like that? He was doubting the time he has spent with his father when his mother was still alive. He was more loving and caring and now all that was gone. It was like he has died along with his mother. 

It was better if he had actually died. Life would have been better without a father.