Chapter 4 - Chapter 3 - My resolve

It is 8:53 pm as I looked at the clock and my alone-time had already expired during sun set.

Feeling motivated, my body seems to have gone lighten along with my purified mind as it was very satisfying to release the stress by using half the day. Although there was a time-out during lunch time because the villains got back here to have their meals, it was a no problem at the end since they went back straight to their works afterwards.

It was a little price to pay for a bigger pleasure.

Sitting on a chair with a pen on my hand and my notebook placed on top of my desk, I was busy doing homework in the middle of the hour when suddenly…

"Hanzaki!"

It wasn't that loud and it was audible to hear from here upstairs, yet father called my name with an angry tone.

All that time during the day has now gone to waste as another unfortunate event is waiting just below. This is it again, acting high and mighty in front while giving another one of those lectures of theirs as if they know everything and all of it are right.

My blood boils from imagining the maddening repeated scenarios.

From exiting out of my room, I then started heading down to them without even fixing my things up.

I strode along the way, making the creek sounds from every step on this wooden floor to envelope the upper floor of the house and while the dodgy silence has gotten me aggrieved.

I took my time to go down the stairs, and when I was about to get a clear look of my parents, they were already giving off a pressuring stare, scowling at me for a certain action of my misbehaviour.

Father is sitting down with his arms placed across each other and while mother is standing right behind him, playing the victim's role.

Looking at their faces, my eyes went blazing fury due to them who were making the same kind of expressions all over again, especially those glaring eyes of theirs which are implying that they are looking down on me.

I refuse to be overwhelmed by their confidence and mistaken beliefs, so without showing a bit of fear and self-doubt, I continue to move down towards them.

"What is it?" I asked even though I knew.

The reason for this sudden call was because of my retaliation.

About three days ago, I badmouthed my mother for annoyingly giving me continuous piled up works together with all of that "This should be a man's job" and "that suits you! It's because you didn't even put effort to it", and many more ignorant prejudice of hers. I couldn't resist myself from talking back since I've got other things to do aside from these household chores.

She keeps pressuring me about my academics yet at the same time was also giving me a full of these side quests. Her behaviour got me on my nerves.

But seriously, it took this long for her useless concern to be addressed at.

"You know what's wrong. Why did you do that? What has your mother possibly did to you?" Like a predator hunting its prey, father went for the attack when the prey (me) was close, causing me to cease from moving closer and have stopped from just a near distance to him.

Despite of him trying to stay calm, his loud angry voice made me gulp. I sigh.

"It's because she's so irritating. And besides, it's not like she has been a good parent to me for all this time." I replied with my eyes slightly facing away to them.

My heart has already gone stone-cold from this repeatedly boring and nonsense scenario and in which had made me to say such insulting and unmoral statements for being exasperated from having enough of these.

"What did you say!? After all we have been through to just support you, and this is what you'll give us in return!?"

"Support me? Heh! You're also one to talk, aren't you?" Upon my disapproval, I immediately glared back with a hiss, making father to become furious with his brows gone slanting, pointed to each other.

"WHY YOU--- How dare you talk to me like that!" From sitting, he instantly exploded and has stood up while pointing a finger.

"HANZAKI! YOU---"

"Why don't you just keep your mouth shut over there!?"

Mother was about to say something, but I already had enough of her spouting.

Her lips trembled while showing out a pitiful face when she got shouted at by me.

"Why are you always like that to your mother!? You're really such a bad and a failure of a son! You're a disgrace!"

"SHUT UP! I had enough of you!"

From the same previous scenarios, I always just kept my mouth shut and walk away from them whenever things would turned out to be troublesome at my side, but with my chest likely exploding by having enough of it this time around, I shouted without any restraints and was enraged.

"Come here you no-mannered bastard. I'll teach you a lesson." said father, showing his closed fists that were ready to make a blow at me, as always.

Yet in the midst of this quarrel of family members, coincidentally coming out of the blue, I noticed a recently created opportunity.... the opportunity for the execution of my longed secret plan in this situation.

From carefully thinking about it while father and mother have gone questionably staring at me due to my sudden change of mood, I went rushing back inside my room like a mad hurricane while being followed, and the door on my room has been slammed against the wall when I hurriedly opened it with great force.

My things were a bit messy and unarranged, but every important thing is being pack in inside two large Jansport bags, and finally that stupid father of mine caught up and has gotten confused of my actions, his head has turned side to side of the scene happening in front of him.

"What are you doing!? Huh? Why are you packing your things? You plan on running away!? You got guts!"

"That is right, I am leaving this freaking place, and YOU freaking people!"

"Are you sure!? You sure are tough with that awful mouth of yours. Then go! And leave this house for good!"

When everything was ready, I slide passed by the man to go down while leaving him behind with an insulting exclamation mark, but he continued to follow me and has stopped at the door as I got out to go further outside the gate, causing the stomping inside the house to have ended at last.

"Make sure you don't regret this, you disrespect!" He yelled before slamming the door close.

On the other hand, the thought of my neighbours having to catch a glimpse of this commotion has made me anxious, making me to move my feet with haste away from the house.

As of the moment, the night is already deep, and I was wandering on the empty road without having to look back at my place, and while wearing a satisfied face.

Normally, one would be hesitant and would regret of what has happened. Most people would go back, eat their pride, and apologize, but that was not the case on my side. It was fortunate for it to happen, at least for me, escaping out of that hell hole; in that prison cage that gave me lots of misiries.

Meanwhile, the coldness of the area has reached deep through my bones, making me shiver and sneeze along the way while only wearing a casual T-shirt and long pants.

After giving it a thought for a really long time, a day like this has come; to be able to distance myself from the source of my pain that has been there for many years.

I should have done this earlier before the years, but I exactly don't know why. Maybe it is because of the fact that I'm too young that it was still too hard for me to support my own self by having such a young age, yet on the other hand, I know that having myself to run away won't solve everything and that I'm still bound to them, and everything sounded like crazy but my limit has reached its peak, leaving me no other choice but to flee from that kind of place, or rather, from those people.

The operation to free myself and start a new life has just begun and real battles are just about to come.

Meanwhile I was having a full of these thoughts, I already walked a long distance and have arrived at a place called "Puerto".

The place is commonly known for its large public market in the area and especially the mall that is just over at the opposite side of the road, not to mention also it is the path going to the distant lands (mountains) which is called "Bukidnon".

And speaking of mall, it seems it is a good spot to rest for the night for someone who does not have a place to go. It is quite risky but there is no other option.

Setting foot on the huge structure, I slowly and carefully put my heavy bags down to not make unnecessary noise in this kind of hour at night outside.

As I looked around, there were also people on the place who were peacefully sleeping on the ground while being covered by their thick clothing which was keeping them warm.

Moreover, darkness has mostly covered the place with only minimal side lights present in the area, and the night sky is beautiful as usual, unlike my life.

"I am tired of being that way, and in that situation. They won't listen to me. Their ego and pride!--- *Grrrr*--- This is fine. I am fine with this. I want to start a new leaf. This might be difficult but, I've got to manage it for my own good." I mumbled.

I slowly lay my head on my bag and with my body flat on the rough surface, spending the cold night alone with full of worries about what to do and how to survive all by my own.

Even in trying not to mind, these thoughts continue to consume my head as my surroundings are starting to get blurry and blurry as the seconds go by, and up until the darkness too has devoured everything in my sight with just a few seconds after.