Chapter Three

"No! You are not supposed to leave this house. Not until I accompany you-  I don't care if you die being unable to leave this place, but NO...YOU ARE NOT TO LEAVE IT". I knew she was pissed, but I wasn't her puppet.I have my rights to go to my friends' houses. I didn't want to listen to her-my mom as she claimed so to be...

"I want to know WHY", I said quite calmly considering I had a thunderstorm building inside me. "You know pretty well how grateful Arthenius must have been, when he decided to repay 'ME and MY HUSBAND' for all that we have ever done for all three of you wretched souls, don't you?". Her voice was being so emotionless, as if she was nothing but some kind of a robot.

That was it. I cracked...went over the brink. All I knew was I started yelling out whatever came into my head. "There needn't be anymore turning back. I am leaving and when I say leaving, I mean I am gonna follow the exact steps as my brothers'. I am leaving this place for ever, as to never return. Talking about gratefulness, let me tell you this. I ain't never thanking you for giving food or a room, because I know you ain't my mother, monster. You let us here stay coz you got money for it, you fucking bitch. That's the gratefulness I give you. Now if you wanna know more, play the first song I added to your song track " , and with that I stormed out of the house.

I heard her call my name. I heard her threaten me that I wouldn't be allowed to enter when I returned, but I was determined that I'd rather choose Azeus' and Arthenius' path than stay at home and be that bitch's puppet. I was focused on leaving it all and going as away from that house as possible ,that I grew up in- that I understood nothing of whatever she was screaming...

I left without one last look at the house I grew up in...the place I last saw my brothers...

*****

I woke up with a start. I was fed up of dreaming about me leaving home...the memories were imprinted without constant nightmares making me re-live it all, again and again. I thought about going back to sleep but decided against it.

I washed my face, brushed my teeth and combed my hair. Time for a haircut, I thought sulkily. I started up the coffee machine and microwaved the pizza I had bought yesterday. Whoever stayed in that flat before me had left in a hurry. Everything required for an almost luxurious life was there. 

I checked my watch and realized I had almost an hour to plunder into the contents of the house and still reach school in time.

I decided to shower last knowing pretty well that the junk might be filthy

*****

I wished I hadn't searched through all that crap. I wasn't sure but it felt like Aze had been the one living there before I came.

It didn't feel like I would have anything else on my mind that day. My mind was filled with questions I could find no answer to. Had Aze been there before me?! Was I supposed to relax knowing he was still alive or be tensed knowing that he had to leave in a hurry?! Why had he left like this?Did he leave like this because he knew I was coming. Was he still alive or .....?!