Chapter 23:

"So you won't eat?" The teacher asked me, I shook my head in regret but unfortunately, I have no appetite, and all I want now is to see my father. After all, I knew that if I ate I would vomit, and only that my father by my side I would not vomit. My father was all my voice even though he was ruining my life and abusing me.

"All I want is to see my dad...please let me see him" I looked pleadingly at the teacher, I had no idea why he came to me, what he was planning for me but I did not want to say goodbye to my father he was all my world I was not mentally capable. I had to see him. I clasped his hands on my pants, my hands trembling from the unknown island. The teacher took the fork out of his hand and looked at me.

"Okay I'll take you to him but I want you to drink at least something. If you do not want to eat"

The happiness on my face was revealed, and I was happy, I was glad he did not take it from me or do anything to him, I will see him, I will see my father and it already made me happy, and I knew from the teacher's look that he was safe so I drank. After I finished drinking I waited patiently, I did not say a word I did not touch anything I just waited, I waited for the teacher to take me. As soon as his plate was empty he lowered the fork and cleaned his face and stood on his feet. He looked at Oran that was rising too.

"Let's go"

The teacher approached me and shook my hand, and began to walk and I followed him, his hand was warm, was pleasant, I felt sure he held your hand and I was happy, I was glad that there was someone here watching over me. But in my heart I knew I knew it was not for long, because once my father and I go home everything will go back to normal, I cannot go with the teacher no matter what he thinks, there is no chance I will leave him, especially not after what happened.

The teacher continued to lead me down the stairs until we reached one of the rooms, and he stopped, I turned my head towards the room where there was a gray door.

"Release me!!" My father's screams were heard and it seeped through me, why is he shouting? What is being done to him? Are they beating him? Does he suffer?

"Father!!" I quickly released the grip from the teacher and ran to the door and tried to open it but it was locked.

"Open it! My father is inside ..." But to no avail, the teacher stood in front of me and said nothing.

"Why don't you say anything?? My father screams there, please release him! Please! Teacher! I ..." The opinions began to trickle and my hands shook on the handle and my legs as well, and from the tears, we cried my vision blurred.

"I beg ... release him. I cannot without him ..."

"Open the door!" Ordered the teacher. And I stepped back and let him open, my hands holding each other and my eyes looked forward towards the unknown towards the answer towards my father screaming in front of me.

"Father!!!!" I screamed, and ran ahead I did not wait for anyone and just burst forward, "Dad!! Are you okay? Were you injured? You ..."

"Back away!!!!" My father screamed at me and I stood up.

"What are you doing here? Scum! Bastard!" My eyes met my father who was sitting on one of the chairs that were tied there.

"Release him"

Oran approached my father and released his hands, but suddenly my father appeared in front of me and hit me on the cheek. And most of the time I fell to the floor.

"Son of a bitch! Look what you did! Why you did!"

"Come...I...it's not me...sorry ..." The words did not come out to me only my shaky mouth was visible, I felt my body betray me no limb came out I felt I was incapable.

"It's not my fault ... I ..."

"Shut up!!!!!"

I narrowed my eyes in tears to see clearly, but when I opened them I saw the teacher hitting my father and Oran in the front.

"Dare not touch it"! The teacher shouted, he defended me, even though there was nothing and I was happy but it was also not a matter of not, he did not have to intervene, it was a matter between me and him so I stood on my feet: "Teacher. Please stop ..."

The teacher threw my bleeding father on the floor and looked at me in misunderstanding.

"Let's go home Dad ... please ..."

"House? "My father scoffed at me " Since when has this been your house? Say thank you that I allow you to be in it at all"

"Dad for what ..."

"Shut up shut up shut up shut up, stop calling me by my name ..."

"He's drugged, Oran Do you have…have a sleeping pill?"

Drugged what is he talking about? It's my dad the most in the world, my dad always says it, he always repeats it always curses humiliates me and an hour later he orders me to go home.

"Yes, I have" Oran began to approach my father but I immediately grabbed his hand.

"No!! Do not do this ... Do not inject my father with anything, its okay. He did not mean it my father I'm used to it please release us ..."

"In my dead body!" The teacher announced, he stood up straight and looked at me.

"No father is supposed to say that to his son, and besides the smell of alcohol emanates from him and I bet you he also took drugs so do not even try to protect him with them, he goes and you stay"

"Remaining?" What is he talking about? I'm staying, and if so where, and why does he want me to stay, and what does he plan to do to me? Will he do the same to me and take advantage of me?

My hands started to stress my body once and fell again, what will happen to me...if my father leaves then what will happen to me, what will happen to me. "

"Do not worry it will be okay" The touch on my shoulder brought me back to reality I quickly raised my head and Carlos was in front of me and smiled, "I am here! I will help you ..."

"For what? He's a piece of shit! I'm still sorry I saved you and did not abandon you" My father got to his feet and looked at me with his dark eyes.

"Do not worry brat, no one will want you! You are a useless child better for everyone if you die"

My eyes opened, the words were hard and painful like an arrow, and I understood every word and phrase, my dad finally does it and abandons me, he runs away he takes the tail and disappears, so why, why is it so painful but also happy. His hand landed on his chest and he felt a huge weight going down he did not know what to do now he felt hollow.

"Follow him out"

"Yes sir" in front of me I saw Oran dragging my father who did not raise an eyelid and only his hated face appeared.

"Hello, and goodbye to a you, a whore" and he disappeared into the room and I collapsed to the floor but before my head hit completely the teacher supported me, and I cried I cried to the depths of my soul, I cried from the sorrow that was not from the river created and my hands held the teacher, my head was in his chest.