Andrew stood alone in the forest, he held some sweet buns in his hands and a purple ribbon.
Fresh cooked sweet buns.
A purple ribbon with blue stripes in middle, the ribbon was made of fine material and rich in texture, something people can only dream of.
And a letter with clean, beautiful handwriting.
He wrote the letter himself, he learned how to write and how to read himself.
But one day the teacher, Mr. Semon, saw him trying to write from a book, and later on reading it, someone is reading and writing without anyone's guidance is really difficult, but Andrew was doing great so far, Mr. Semon was impressed and thought about guiding him.
Andrew would visit his house time to time to get more lessons.
He made the buns himself too.
He would peek at the bakery's kitchen time to time from outside, so he can learn how to cook sweet soft buns one day.
Even after 2 hours, he stood in the forest, waiting.
The sweet buns was not soft anymore.
He sat under a tree waiting, but more two hour passed and no one came.
Then someone pushed him from the back and
Andrew fell on the ground, so the things he was holding.
The buns was not eatable anymore.
Tears filled his eyes, the buns he wanted to give was now ruined. He hurried picked up the letter and ribbon, hiding them from the group.
The group was of trio.
Travis was the richest in the village and the eldest in the group.
Rulin was the son of a baker shop owner. He is fat and the youngest in the group.
And there was a girl named Megan, she was popular in boys and many wanted to win her heart.
"Oi, he was eating sweet buns, alright, there was no need to push him" Megan said laughing,
"I thought, he was in trouble, so I wanted to help"
Rulin answered to Megan, feeling guilty about his action.
"Sorry, but they are not eatable now"
Travis apologized.
"Oi, you will provide him some sweet buns"
Travis ordered the Rulin.
"Look, he is hiding something" Rulin said pointing at Andrew, changing the topic.
"Take it then" Travis ordered.
"It is an letter and a ribbon" Rulin said after taking it away from Andrew.
Travis took the ribbon from Rulin hands.
He was the richest in the group, so he examined the ribbon.
"Hey, did you steal?"
Suddenly Travis questioned Andrew.
Andrew got up, tried fighting, he did not cared about his letter, but he cared about the ribbon.
Travis pushed him with the force of his hands and Andrew fell with a 'thud' sound on the ground.
"From where you got this ribbon?"
Travis kicked Andrew in the stomach.
"The ribbon looks expensive, Travis" Megan said greedy for shining and expensive things.
"It is, Megan" Travis conformed and gave it to Megan.
She pulled lightly her rubber band and tied her hair with the ribbon.
Rulin was illiterate, so the writtings on the white paper was just a weird diagram for him.
Rulin handed the letter to Travis.
Travis read the letter and conformed that
"It is a love letter!!?"
He tore the letter into pieces.
"Whom you wanted purpose, demon"
Rulin mocked Andrew.
His both hands holding on his wrist.
"Hahaha" Megan in the back laughed.
"I will feel disgust, if he will purpose me"
"Was that letter, is for me–
I just talked to you that day, bastard!"
"Ewww" Travis commented.
"How dare a farmer boy like you thought that I will love you?"
She kicked him in the stomach multiple times. She held Andrew's hair and pulled it with force.
She fixed her messed up hair gently.
Then again kicked him.
"Bastard"
They left.
Andrew cried there.
He was returning home, when
"Aigoo, you are bleeding, what happened?" A old man said in pity and put his hand on Andrew's shoulders.
"Come, you can tell me"
The tears Andrew was controlling came rushing out, sliding from his cheeks because of the warmth he felt.
"Ohhh, stop crying"
That old man comforted him.
He brought Andrew home.
He removed his clothes and applied medicine on his wounds.
That old man's gaze traveling from up to down on Andrew's body.
That old man stood up,
"I will bring a new set of clean clothes okay, wait here"
Andrew heard the door of the house getting locked.
Andrew's senses told him that something was wrong here.
"Thank you, uncle, I need to go now"
Andrew got up and wore his clothes.
And walked towards the door.
"Where do you think you are going?''
The man said facing his back to Andrew.
"Don't know how many years have passed when I touched a young skin"
That old man said in a very disgusting and lustful way. He licked his lips in a hungry manner.
Fear creeped up inside Andrew and he rushed towards the door. His hands was about to reach for the handle of the door, but soon caught by old man, his grip on Andrew's wrist tight and harsh.
Andrew screamed in pain and fear.
"Help, Help me!?!"
He threw Andrew down on the mattress and jumped on top of him.
"Uncle, please, let me go, I dislike this"
"You are going to be a play thing anyway, so why don't you accept me first"
That old man slide his hand on Andrew's thighs.
And started tearing Andrew's clothes.
"Help me!!!"
Andrew started crying, his screams loud enough to reach the other side of main door.
Andrew struggled with all his might.
"I love your struggling, young boy"
Came the disgusting tone from the old man.
Andrew's hands grabs on the vase beside the bed and 'smash' !!!
On that old man's head.
Collapsed on the floor because of the blood bleeding out of his head. He fell on the other side of the bed.
Andrew rushed outside that old man's house and outside the house a lot of people were gathered.
'Talking'
'Talking'
He heard the people talking outside the house about him.
"Look, he is that child, for whom those soldiers came yesterday"
"What do you think?"
"I heard that he is called by a rich woman"
"Woman!!!?"
"Hmm, he will become a play thing"
One woman said in disgust.
"What, it happened right with him"
"His clothes are teared in places, sure that rich old man is merciless"
"But that old man enjoyed him"
"He will plaese that women"
"See, how he is staring at us"
"Creep"
"He terrifies me"
"Look, I got goosebumps"
"Well that child is pretty" a old man said in lust.
"It will be awesome, if I get him for one night"
When he got home, he found some people throwing stones at his father.
"Leave demon!!"
"Leave"
"Leave!!!!!"
Andrew came in rescue and protected his father from any more injuries.
They were beating his father and him
After doing all, They walked away.
Leaving his father and Andrew injured.
Andrew sucked his pains and took care of his father.
"Sorry, father"
Andrew brought him inside home and bandaged his wounds.
Andrew cried once again.
"It is not your fault, my son"
His father held his son's cheeks gently.
"But you are injured because of me, father"
"Nahhh, Those assholes are the one, you should be blaming, not yourself"
His father said in a fighting way and joked.
"Everyone talks about that"
Andrew said in a low tone.
After some minute, Andrew questioned his father.
"Father, do I have to go?"
His father did not said anything.
That night Andrew took care of his father.
Andrew disliked the thought of him and that woman together, and after what happened today, everything was unbearable for him.
But, on everything Andrew tried to give his best and he was a strong kid, he knew when to show his emotions and when to fight over something.
He was a well grown man, in a teenager's body.
And Andrew already prepared himself, for the tomorrow's sun to rise.