章節 54: 54. Recollection of the Past (2)
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(Mark's recollection of his past)
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The young Mark Genesis Gamora is going home after their class. He is in the fifth grade. Today, he had fun with his friends in school and he enjoyed the time they played together.
But as he is walking home he suddenly felt gloomy all of a sudden.
"School was fun, yeah. But right now I'm going home, and it will no longer be fun. I just wish this coming night will pass quickly so I can go to school again."
Sigh.
The reason why Mark suddenly felt down all of a sudden is mainly because of his father.
A drunkard.
A gambler.
And worst of all, a man who would beat his own wife and son when he is upset.
Mark hated his father more than anyone else. He always consoled his mother everytime his father hurts her.
"Let's just endure for now, Mark." That was all his mother said everytime they are both alone.
Mark entered their house and what greeted his nose is a strong scent of liquor. He heard a sound of a bottle of liquor and headed towards the kitchen.
There he met the deadly gaze of his father who is sitting on a chair while holding a bottle of liquor.
"Where is your mother Mark?" His father asked him in a flat tone while staring at him.
"I don't know. She may have gone to buy something." Mark tried his best to compose himself. His father seems to be a bit drunk.
As Mark was about to head upstairs, his mother entered the kitchen while holding a shopping bag full of who knows what.
Not wanting to stay in his place any longer, Mark hurriedly headed upstairs to his room to get changed.
"What took you so long? I've been waiting here for hours." Mark's father stares at the woman in front of him. His mother begins to tremble as she didn't know what will the man do to her again.
"Give me some money." Mark's father directly said to the woman. This time, Mark was back and is on the living room, not wanting to enter the kitchen even though he is worried for his mother. Hearing his father asks for money from his mother angered him more.
"What? I just gave you money yesterday, why ask me again this time?" The woman controlled herself not to punch the man in front of her. She didn't know why, but her husband became like this a year ago.
"Those bastards at the casino obviously fooled me in their game, so I plan to win my money back this time. I'll try my best not to be fooled this time again. So give me money. I'll pay you back if I'm lucky." The man answered in a commanding tone.
"I have money here. But if I give you some today, I'm afraid we will not have money to buy what we need after a few weeks. There are not many jobs out there that I can take, so, I will give you some after I earned enough." This time, tears attempted to fall from the mother's eyes as she spoke.
"Aaahh!!"
The mother was caught off guard as her husband held her neck. The man is clearly drunk this time. His grip is getting stronger as the mother felt like she is being strangled to death while her voice is getting weaker and weaker.
Mark, who is at the other side knew what was going on, but he didn't know what to do. He wants to call the police, but his mother told him not too everytime Mark tried.
"I fell in love to your father during our youth. He is a caring and responsible man. He is like my dream guy. So listen to me Mark, let's endure for now. I believe that what made your father change is just a trial in our lives. I'll wait until your father is back to his true self. I know that deep inside, he is.... a loving and caring man." Mark remembered his mother's words to him a few months ago. He remembers his mother's tears as she told him stories of her youth.
"Ahh!!!" This time, Mark heard his father shout.
"You dare fight back? Huh? You dare?"
A while ago, the mother kicked the man that's why he shouted in pain.
Mark stood still at the entrance of the kitchen as he watches his father assaults his mother again.
Mark gathered up his courage as he tried to pull his father away from his mother. He couldn't stand the sight of his mother being abused anymore.
But instead, what met him are punches of his father's fists. No, he made up his mind that he will not consider the man in front of his father anymore.
The man sent several punches to the kid and that made the boy thrown to the floor, making quite a mess in the kitchen.
"Don't dare provoke me, or I'll kill you." The words uttered by his father scared the boy.
The man resumed his abuse to the woman as the woman just cried while not making any sound.
In the corner, Mark felt frightened and hurt. The only feeling dominating his emotions right now is anger. No, it is better to call it rage. No, it is best to call it wrath.
He is so angry to the point that his eyes are bloodshot and his body rising in temperature.
Suddenly... KINNGGGGGG !!!!!
He felt a brief pain on his forehead as he felt his body getting colder. But the intense heat is still there. It was a bizarre feeling, cold and hot, a mixture of two different feeling.
He moved his gaze to his parents, one in pain while the other one is in domination.
Right now, he gathered his resolve to end this suffering immediately.
He slowly stood up and picked an empty bottle of liquor.
One step.
Two steps.
Three steps.
-$/_(#+_+3_(#(_9_-@_#)@;#(#!!!!!!!!!!
Mark, with gaze full of anger and hatred, smashed the bottle hitting the head of his father with all of his strength. The man dropped to the floor with eyes wide open full of disbelief and head wounded with blood coming out from it.
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