𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

Chapter 35

Adrik :

Pain.

Such a lucid word. But it has different meanings for different people. Physical pain is no doubt sturdy, and tough to handle but mental pain? That's fucking something and even has got many fucking names like trauma, depression, anxiety and what fucking not. It just sends an urge to cry through someone's body. But what about people who can't even cry? Cause if they cry then they are weak and I sure as fuck am not weak. And it does not end here, people who don't cry are cold hearted and they don't possess any feelings.

They are judged for not possessing any emotions. So what should a person possibly do? Cause if we do something then we are named desperate and if we do not do anything then we don't care.

Who made this rule?

I want to cry, I really want to. I want to cry my heart out for my mother's loss. I also want to grieve. But if I do, my father will hit me and call me a weakling. A disgrace on his name. That's not what I am, am I?

My father is such a cruel person, that if my younger brother Kai cries for our mother, he would even hit him. He will just come home drunk and hit us. Why? Because he wanted to. Or maybe because we exist.

I sure as fuck want to see him die. I want to be the one to do that/ That man does not deserve to be a father. We are not a disgrace on his name, he is a disgrace on his Earth.

I hope he dies.

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Grace had fainted after the little session we had, so I carried her to our room and cleaned her up and prepared a hot bath for her. During or after her bath also, she didn't even budge. Right now, she is snuggled by my side and is looking so fucking cute and fuckable. She was so fucking tired. I really need to feed her and make her strong.

My girl has got to be strong.

She is strong. She is so fucking strong. What Kai had told her, really made me want to knock the fuck out of him, but seeing her hurt, all I wanted to do was to do something to stop her hurting.

I don't want my girl to be hurt.

I even hate myself for hurting her, but the truth had to come into light someday and that day seemed to be today.

I really need to knock some sense into Jeremy. I don't know why the fuck he just barged into my office and told me to tell everything to her. Sometimes I just feel the urge to just go and hug Kiara infront of him so that he would realise how fucking jealous it makes me when I see him near Grace.

What if he has feelings for Grace instead of Kiara? If he does I'll fucking kill him and bury him six feet under the ground. I sure as fuck am going to do that.

I reach for my phone and shoot out a message to Jeremy.

Me: Do you have any feelings for her?

His response comes swiftly, but doesn't do little to ease the unease gnawing at me.

Jeremy: Oh, did she calm down?

I grit my teeth, frustration bubbling beneath the surface.

Me: That's not what I asked you.

Jeremy: No, I don't. Now, answer my question.

Me: Yes. Do you want me to hug Kiara in front of you to make you realise that I feel jealous when I see you near her?

I know this message is going to offend the fuck out of him but I press send, knowing that my words are laced with bitterness and resentment.

Jeremy: Do you want some punches?