The Albino's Decision

The penetrating stares left only that young man with white hair and scarlet eyes as the only option. Therefore, the boy began to speak.

- My life has not been something as heavy as Renato's ... unlike Renato's ... I had a quiet childhood, my grandparents and parents are still alive, I have older and younger siblings ... but there was something that did not fit in all this. 

- ... Hey ... on top of that you have a large family, what are you complaining about? - Glen commented.

- It's not that ... it's about my father and the birth of my siblings.

Everyone began to take a little more interest in what the young albino was saying.

In the city of Rome, there was a hero, or that was how the citizens viewed a young adult who had accomplished certain feats in sports and, later, in political matters.

In the eyes of many, that man was impeccable, good-natured, supportive, empathetic, charismatic and more adjectives that only increased his popularity and, really, that man was not only of appearances, but acted under his principles and values.

However, as it has already been said, nobody is perfect. The man's weakness was a very common one for his gender: women.

That man, at 27 years of age, fell in love and married a young woman two years younger than him. As a result of their love, a beautiful baby girl was born and they named her Alexa. For the first two years, the family's life was blessed; however, because the husband had duties with his city, he often did not return home.

Soon after, rumors were heard of a woman of about 22 years of age who was pregnant, supposedly by that man, since this woman was his secretary and the one who spent the most time with him.

When the wife found out about it, she was very sad and disappointed; the argument between the couple was treated discreetly so as not to tarnish the man's reputation. Finally they got a divorce and the then husband married the young woman he impregnated and had a daughter, whom they named Violeta.

But, as if the mistake was made over and over again, that man had children with other women. In an interview he was asked the reason for this, to which he answered: "My love is not only for one woman.

Unexpectedly, the second wife did not ask for a divorce nor did she separate from him, but quietly seemed to endure the pain and suffering, as she recognized more than anyone else who was the guy she messed with.

The number of children was about six girls and two boys. When the man noticed this, he became concerned about the fact that more females were born than males, for an ominous thought came to him.

When my daughters leave home and find a mate, will the same thing happen to them as happened to their mothers? Will they pay for what I did to their mothers?

Finally, that man tried to reunite with all his wives with whom he had had children and, as if repentant, asked to be a united family. However, he would have to feed six wives and eight children he thought, but the real problem was that the women did not seem to get along with each other, especially the one who was the first wife as she looked with great dislike at the others and even more so at the second wife.

However, those times were difficult times for Italy economically; therefore, the women who did not have enough income for themselves and their children accepted in disgust.

A few years passed and, although at first it was somewhat difficult to get used to that lifestyle, the women could notice how their children began to relate to each other forming a feeling of brotherhood between them and they were certainly blood brothers, at least on their paternal side.

The women who did not speak to each other were moved by such a scene and, for the sake of their children, tried to get along with each other.

After the difficult times, the women saw their children grow up and fortunately, the husband had not had any other children or scandals similar to this one, because the women decided to take turns to satisfy their needs, so that the man would not be tempted by other women.

However, from the point of view of one of the sons, something strange was happening. One day he saw his older brother, the other boy, going out at night with one of his sisters. This became a recurring thing and when he asked about it, that older brother warned not to tell anyone and not to get involved in the matter.

One day the young man went to ask that sister, but embarrassed she did not answer and only gave him an aggressive look. This affected the boy greatly, because that sister was someone very precious to him. Some months passed, when one night, the younger brother, the only one who had white hair and a somewhat effeminate countenance for having grown up in an environment full of women, went out after the pair of brothers.

Discreetly he followed them through the streets, avenues and squares not noticing anything strange, as this pair were just talking the whole way. However, before sighing with relief, the young man saw how they both left the place, heading to a hotel.

The young albino who was old enough to recognize right from wrong was disturbed in his thoughts. The young man followed them to the establishment where some couples entered from time to time.

As he entered, he tried to sneak past the reception desk without being noticed. But the young man had not taken into account the surveillance cameras.

The boy tried to follow the couple's footsteps and, the further he went, he could hear strange sounds; moans and certain words he had not heard before. Having walked for a while, the boy noticed a familiar sound, it was the moaning of a woman whose voice he recognized.

Trying to find out which room it was, the young man noticed that the door was improperly closed and, as he discreetly watched what was going on, he noticed a disturbing scene.

His two brothers were having relations as if they were mating beasts; however, the hard part was not that, but what he heard from both of them was what hurt his heart.

The older brother mentioned how his sister was just his plaything and, at the same time, the woman affirmed it while moaning intensely. Then, the male talked about how his younger brother was attracted to her and that it made him more aroused. He also mentioned a certain favoritism that his father had over the younger one. The woman tried not to respond to these provocations; however, the man talked more and more.

Until the point came when the woman lost her reason and also began to state that it excited her to know that she was loved by her younger brother while she was taken by the older one.

Somehow, this broke the young man's heart. And as if overheard, the appearance of certain men behind the boy who saw everything while crying made the boy panic opening the door.

The couple inside were surprised that someone had entered. When they saw who it was, because those men who took the boy reproached him for having entered without permission, they were surprised to see their younger brother.

Although the sister was shocked and embarrassed to see him, the older brother smiled mockingly with an expression of pride and arrogance to see him while hugging his sister as if she were his property. Within seconds some of the 'clients' began to hear what was happening and came out of their rooms.

The boy was thrown into the streets threatening him not to come in. At that time, the rain began to fall and the boy did not return home that night.

By the morning of the next day, the couple had already returned home. However, they were puzzled by the presence of his father, who seemed somewhat distressed and angry.

He asked where they had been, which the older brother answered hesitantly and the sister remained silent. But, as if it were of no importance, the father changed his question to Where is Daniel?

This question he asked with great concern and seriousness; the older brother seemed somewhat frustrated to see how his father gave more importance to one of them than to the two in front of him.

"I don't know...I'm not his bodyguard" was what the older brother replied. However, the father did mention that the home security cameras saw how Daniel had followed both brothers last night.

But, even if he asked again, that pair certainly did not know of his whereabouts since last night at the hotel. Hours passed and the other sisters along with their mothers became more worried; especially the fourth woman, since that child was her son.

The sister who was caught by her younger brother in that act seemed remorseful and greatly worried about Daniel's whereabouts; that woman, about 17 years old, the second daughter, was at the door sweeping by order of her father who did not allow her to speak to anyone while he was trying to find the whereabouts of his youngest son.

About half an hour later, the young girl who was sweeping saw the silhouette of a man approaching the house, that silhouette showed that it was her younger brother who came walking all wet with his muddy shoes.

The sister was filled with relief, and ran to him to hug him and ask where he had been. However, the boy who had always been gentle and sweet, slapped away his dear sister's embrace.

Surprise filled the young girl's heart and a few words made her afraid.

"Don't touch me. You disgust me."

Those words made the girl freeze as the boy continued on his way to the entrance. The cameras identified his arrival, but before the rest went to greet him, the older brother, who was concerned about his sister and not the little boy, went, against his father's orders, to see his sister.

But what he saw was how Daniel entered. As if he was not remorseful and had no remorse whatsoever, the male approached him and tried to threaten him not to say anything, but, that boy, only answered.

"Fuck you."

This was never heard from his mouth until that moment, but instead of being surprised, the man punched him in the face in anger.

And, before he could do anything else, the father along with his wives and daughters were on the scene where they saw what the older brother did. For this, the father with great anger punched his eldest son's face, but did not stop, but started to hit him more.

The girls started to get scared while the women asked him to stop, but, although the mother of the boy tried to stop her husband. He continued undaunted to beat his son.

Only one voice that stopped him was that of her youngest son.

"Stop ... do you think that by hitting him you can erase your mistake?" Daniel said indifferently. These words reverberated through the father's whole being.

"Son... What...? "Before he could finish what he was saying, the younger son answered. "If you want to know what happened yesterday, ask them. I won't say anything."

That moment, the boy went to his room staying alone while the rest of the family tried to settle this matter.

The next day, the boy entered his father's office room along with a backpack and a family heirloom, an irregular black knife.

The statement of the boy who was 14 years old at the time were definitive "I'm leaving. There is no reason for me to stay here anymore."

The father was shocked by such words, but, unexpectedly did not stop him, but tried to give him some groceries and money for wherever his son was going.

"I no longer require anything from here...I have everything I need." He commented as he made reference in the clothes he was wearing, his backpack and that blade he held in his left hand.

At that moment, the boy withdrew without telling his mother; and the last thing he heard his father say was "I'm sorry."

The child was frozen for a while upon hearing this and his response was "Yes...I too hope to forgive you someday."

The boy left the house being very early in the morning and being only seen by his repentant older sister.

Everyone present was stunned to hear such a story. One of them broke the ice, though.

- So... How did you learn Spanish? - Glen asked as he ate his snack.

- ... YouTube tutorials.

- I see..." said Glen.

- You sure know how to spoil the mood, huh? - commented Renato.

- Stop, you're making me blush.