Chapter 20

"He's fine don't worry" Arnon's thunderous voice was heard throughout the room, fear seeping through me, why he's here, and if he's here who else is here, my eyes were barely opened I could not open them heads ached.

"I know but… I…" and quiet I tried to listen to the environment to see what was happening to see what my father was doing but nothing moved.

"Pit! I think you should do what I told you to do!"

I blinked again and the first thing that came out of me was "water" my throat was dry, my mouth was dry and I had to drink something, I stumbled my head and my vision cleared. I rubbed my eyes in one hand and did not move, my hand was bleeding, the incision was small but blood was dripping everywhere, the garment that covered it did not stop the bleeding. So with a quick instinct I got out of bed and came to the apartments to clean the blood and wear the incision.

"Where do you think you're going?" His voice was serious, and deep. As soon as he finished the sentence I was already on my feet but I did not move, I stood still and looked, my legs were shaking with pain and fear. And my eyes did not move from it otherwise I would suffer from the consequences.

"Sit down!" And I fell to the floor, panic took over my gut shook 'and my body did not move, beads of sweat came down from my body and my eyes looked at him, the whole situation was scary, was condensed, I did not know what was going on here, I did not know what was going to be here what Dad would tell Arnon to do.

"Sorry about yesterday…"

The shock silenced my body, my body stopped shaking, fearing, since when does my father apologize? What's going on here, it's new to me the whole situation, is he doing it to get me something. Is he planning something?

"I exaggerated too much!" The gases, just the gases? And that time he is not the gases, what is he suddenly sorry for and the next time he is not, what is the difference? Anger has taken over my body, why the hell does he think I will forgive him, who is he, he apologizes for yesterday but for what he did to me years ago he is not sorry. What is the difference? I did not tell him anything, and I could not say, so I got up slowly, when I stood a little bent over I started walking.

"Where?" My father asked.

"For the kitchen and the bathroom. I need a shower"

"Okay .. Bring me coffee back" I nodded to him without saying anything, went into the bathroom, put my hands on the door and locked myself. The last thing I want is for someone to come in now. I sat down on the toilet seat and took off my shirt. I took a first aid kit out of the drawer and began to bandage the wound. The incision was deep, albeit small but deep, as soon as I released the bandage a splash of blood came out of me and quickly closed my hand on the wound and pressed on it. The pain permeated me, for a long time my father was not like that, he was always aggressive and violent but not on such a level. Not since the incident that happened five years ago.

Boom Boom

There were loud knocks and knocks on the door, and out of panic the antiseptic bottle slipped from my hand.

"How long have you been there ?? I want my coffee!"

"I'm cleaning the incision" I murmured.

"Open to Me…I will help you" Something in him was balm, my father never wanted to help me, never reached out but a spark in me believed he hoped he might have changed so I opened the door. My father came in after me and looked at the dirt that had formed on the floor.

"Let it be clear to you that you will clean it up later"

"I know…" I murmured quietly. I sat back down on the toilet and came to bend down to pick up the antiseptic but my father snatched my before and took a cotton ball as well.

"Let me do it" and I did not object. But it woke me up, it made me even more worried, made me worry about the future, worry about what was going to happen.

"Pit!" Arnon went into the bathroom and we both looked away from him.

"Knocking on the door"

"Who is it? Boris?"

"No .. I have no idea so I preferred you to open" I looked at my father who placed the disinfectant on the sink and got up.

"It seems the troubles are just coming" and he went out with Arnon. But I did not wait for him I took the material and continued to punch, I took the bandage and started to wear the incision and it just burned me, I bit the lip with pain, even painkillers were not at home, although there were remnants from hospital but it is already lost.

"What the hell ????? What happened to you???"

The bandage fell on me, I quickly turned my gaze towards the door and saw the teacher and Oran in front of me.

"Teacher .." I did not have time to say anything but Arnon attacked me, took the bandage from my hand and finished dressing me, the teacher approached me very quickly and looked at me with an incomprehensible look.

"What are you doing?" My father burst in and screamed at the teacher.

"Who gave you permission to break out? Get out right away!!"

My eyes quickly scanned the room, Oran arranged the bandage for me and my father held a bottle of beer and all nervously the teacher stood upright and created a wall between me and my father. And Arnon came in all bruised inside.

"Oran! Are you done?"

"Yes!" Oran left my hands after wearing it and then helped me to get up, no word came out to me, I did not know how to contain the situation, what is going on here, did the teacher know from the beginning? And if not how did he find out I was here? Who told him?

"Take him and go to the mansion":

"In my dead body!" My father screamed.

I looked at my father who started moving towards me but stopped at the last second.

"Eithan?"

I looked at Oran who called to me with a look that would explain to me what was going on here.

"Let's Go" he started helping me walk towards the door/

"Go? Where? Why? What's going on here? Where are you taking me…? Oran… Answer me!"

"To my house!"

The teacher answered instead Oran and my body dropped automatically and let Oran lead me, I felt in a second exhausted.

"Hey, you're exaggerating! Leave my son!! Hey!"

"I caught him" I raised my head to find out what was going on and saw Jaison one of the teacher's friends tying up my dad and Arnon.

"Hey release me !! Release me!!"

"Ya son of a bitch! You'll still pay for it!"

"Release Me"

I closed my eyes, at least I came out of this place, I could not hear them, I could no longer hear anything and I felt my body give up and my vision began to darken until my legs failed and I fell to the floor.

"EITHANN!!"