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Chapter 9 - The Evil Father Got What He Deserved

(Dustin's POV)

What does a human relationship even mean, can people abuse their child just because they are blood-related, they might think that just because they gave birth to a life they have control of it but how much of it is true?

You don't become a parent just because you gave birth to an individual but you become a parent when you truly know how to cherish them.

Cherishing your child doesn't mean that you will be overprotective of them, even overprotectiveness has its limit.

You might think that you are doing the best for your child just because you are older and have more experience but are you are really doing the best for them?

No matter how careful you are many times in life the decision you made for your child on their behalf may harm them instead of helping them.

It might be true you can't guarantee every choice to be correct be it you or me but at least it gives the child to not feel regret that they could do better.

People make mistakes but learning from your mistakes is one of the ways people grow mature, there is no age to become mature.

A person grows their entire life whether it be a 13-year-old child or a 60-year-old men.

But there are just some people who never learn from their mistake and keep making the same mistake again and again.

They not only drag themself down but also make people close to them experience hell, these kind of people are the lowest of low and greatest trash among the garbage bin.

Trash should not give any mercy and no forgiveness, they should be made aware of the suffering caused by them by making them experience the same misery they caused to others.

I know one of that trash-like existence and he lives in my village.

It had been some time after I told the old man what had happened and he had come home after solving the person who created this mess.

I had learned from him about the silent kid's background and how he and his sister were suffering from domestic violence.

I might be in a joking mood if it wasn't true but now I was filled with wrath but I sighed as a sign of relief after I learned how he had solved the matter.

The old man had gone to their house and tried to convince him but after he didn't listen to him and started to swear, Thomas had simply broken his spine crippling him in the process.

It might look like a rash decision but in reality, there was no problem as this world is dominated by power.

I don't how the siblings would have reacted, maybe they would be happy or resentful as that thing is still their father but honestly, I didn't care.

They might hate or love me but in truth, it doesn't matter, I have never in my life ever cared about what others think about me, I just do what I think is right.

But I had to accept that even though this world might be similar in many aspect to my old one, it's still very different.

You can't probably go to someone's house and cripple them in my old world, well at least not until if you are some kind of gangster or have any relationship with the mafia.

I might be wrong as neither I had any connection to the mafia or underworld in my old life so I don't really understand how they work but even still I don't think they can go to that extent.

I was thinking of all these while roaming in the fields, I started to hum and looked at the clear blue sky, the fresh muddy smell of the air, and the birds chirping.

It is a sight that might be common but still, one that can take your breath away.

I took a deep breath and the clean air rushed inside my lungs rejuvenating me.

I started to increase my speed while humming without any apparent aim in my sight.

"DUSTINNNNNNNNN"

I suddenly stopped as I heard someone shouting my name, I turned my head and looked at the one who had called me.

It was the silent bully, I probably should have stopped calling him that but I don't remember his name even though the old man told me.

I looked at him sharply and quickly became cautious, I don't know the reason why he called me but if he is here to fight because of his father then I am someone who won't hesitate for even a second to hurt someone who tries to hurt me.

"SORRY"

"What"

"I am sorry for everything"

His face became red as he said those words to me, he was probably expecting some kind of reaction from me but I was not in the mood to say any nonsense to him.

"Sorry is not only the thing I want to say to you but I want to thank you for something that you did that helped me-no helped us"

"Dustin. Thank you for everything"

He said these words to me in a slow and clumsy manner, His eyes looked sincere when he said those words to me but I didn't know how much truth was in those words.

It might be just a trick to bring down my defences, It might look unlike him considering his normal behaviour but humans can be deceiving in nature so I looked at him from top to bottom and said these words to him.

"I didn't do this for you or your family-No to be more correct I didn't actually do anything, the old man solved your family's problem, all I did was tell him a little about you"

"That's enough for me, even though it might not be anything for you but you saved us-you are our hero"

No, I was wrong he is probably not someone who hates me and neither is someone who is capable of that level of thinking.

I mean look at that expression of his, It is just like when a fan meets his ideal or a boy confesses to his crush.

Wait-that can't be, I mean it might look like a generic Cinderella scenario but I am not a prince, I moved some distance away from him slowly but he quickly closed the distance.

No-THERE IS NO WAY IN HELL, DOES HE ACTUALLY? I have to calm down it might be just misinterpretation but if he actually confesses to me what should I even say to him?

OH god please save me from this awkward situation. I just sighed and realized he might not let me go without hearing his confessi-i mean his words so I just sighed and said to him.

"What do you want"

He heard my words and started to ponder the meaning behind them and after some hesitation said to me.

"Would you be my friend"

"NO"