Chapter 2: Scott

I have just made up my mind to do my best for Raphael, to show him that I also have a beating heart like other humans leaving in this same Earth with us, Oh, he is actually dead but I kind of believe that ghost exist and if it is really true that they does exist, that means he is really watching and he might see with his underworld eyes how much caring I am. I made a very tough decision, one of the hardest decision of my life, I insisted that I must be present on his funeral. it was raining heavily when I got there and I never came with an umbrella, even if I came with it, who needed it?. I came out from my car and stood beside a mango tree watching the funeral take place at the graveyard, still taken aback by my action on how I came out from my comfort zone just for this guy lying lifeless inside a casket, he has always been the only one checking out on me since I was blessed with an exile from home. that son of a bastard tyrant who called himself our father has always wanted me dead, I can't forget the day he confessed to me telling me that I came into this world all by mistake, he never had any intention of impregnating that worthless prostitute that gave birth to me. Yes, our family was totally messed up when it comes to me and my worthless parents and My stepmom who actually gave birth to Raphael and Evangeline. that bastard son of a tyrant told me that my mum was a prostitute, more like a side chick whom he usually have sex with without the knowledge of my stepmom, said he was drunk that particular day and never knew when he jerked off inside of her, he tried to convince her to abort the baby but let me say it this way, my prostitute mum was way more stubborn than he thought, turns out that after she gave birth to me, that was all, she dumped me at the house of that bloody monster and varnished, never to be seen again, I just wish she's inside the grave wherever she is now, that would mean an extreme pleasure to me.

Leaving with that tyrant was way more hell than the folktales I listened to since I was a boy, I suffered a lot leaving with him, he never wanted me, only cared for his Mama's boy Raphael, whom he and his bloody evil wife treated like a prince whom would be taking over the King on the throne someday. Raphael was 5 years older than me, turns out he wasn't anything like his parents, he took care of me in secret, that monster father of mine tried many things to take the fucking life out of me, punishing me, locking me up inside the dark room for days without food, but still it looks like life made a deal with me, I have to be alive and stay out our hidden contract before relocating to the underworld. Raphael always sneaks in Bringing food to me, I believe I really tried my best not to hate Raphael, at least he managed to take so much risk when I was still leaving with them, always trying his best to make sure that I was still alive, very interesting how the mother of such a gentle soul mysteriously showed me many entrance to the underworld but still life holds on to me like a mother protecting her child. the father of mine takes advantage of me whenever his wife is not around, he abuses me whenever his wife travels, always looking for a hole to dig in his godforsaken manhood, I sometimes can't believe Raphael was born into that messed up family, he was the complete opposite of those two animals, I should have been the one in that his position because right now I don't believe that there is still a difference between me and that monster, while Raphael managed to maintain his status till his death.

When my stepmom managed to have had enough of me, she requested for my disposal, she wants me to leave her home for good and that's exactly what I have been doing till this very day, having nothing to do with that monstrous family, My Dad was the one who decided to dispose me at the academy and never cared to return again, at least dying off in the hands of the military Men would spare them of any guilt, if they actually feel any. Back then, I was feeling depressed, always wondering why I ended up being the one to go through all this, I was always in pains and agony, always asking the innocent me, why me?, I did nothing wrong to deserve such treatment in my father's house, if not for reasons I still don't know till now, I would have ended my life by myself then. I started the school as a depressed soul, but now I believe that I am more solid than a rock itself, with no emotions or feelings, both things no longer exists in my world.

What a great News it was when I was told that my parents were no more, they died in an accident, the News said that my father was driving while he was drunk, his wife was also in there with him, at least that was a knowledgeable for those drunk drivers out there. I never felt bad for the information, at least managed to get a week leave so that I would be there for my parents funeral, but I made sure that I made that leave a memorable one, had a lot of party, enjoyed myself, had a lot of comfortable sex, Oh, what a fresh sweet memory still souring high at the top of my mind.

After Raphael's body was covered up inside the grave, I returned to my car and was about to make my way home, when I suddenly knocked someone down when I was trying to reverse my car, apologizing when you are wrong is one of the key things I learnt in the academy, so running an innocent person over isn't an option for me right now. I came out from my car and ended up seeing a familiar face, James, I can still remember him after all this years, he was always hanging out with Raphael, I always got some pictures from Raphael despite having nothing to do with it, he keeps on updating me about there life over here to the point I almost started getting involved with it, James always turns out in most of the pictures, Evangeline too, but we will always be different peoples to each other. I got to know Evangeline's birth through those pictures, never knew that my father gave birth to another girl after I was thrown away. James managed to get himself up and started screaming at me for hitting him down, I wish I don't know about this guy, by the way he is screaming at me on top of his voice, I believe it wouldn't be a hard option for me to get back inside the car and run him over, I am not here to get entertained by his stupidity, I was about to return inside my car when I heard him gently call me by my name, " Scott ", I turned around looking at him, the look on his face shows that he wasn't really sure with his gaze, all he needs it's for me to confirm his suggestion, which I decided to do. I actually don't have to deny that it's me, first it would make him to stop with the noises and second why wouldn't he know it was me, especially with my blonde hair and lookalike stature like Raphael. That was the only thing I was told that I inherited from my biological prostitute mum. I have always wanted to dye my hair to black but that would make me look exactly like that monster who I don't really believe was actually my real father if not for our typical resemblance, " always amazed me how both of you got to look exactly like each other ", he said wearing a wide smile on his face, who is he laughing with?, one of the things I have always despised is being compared to someone because no one is like me. this was actually our first time having conversation with each other, when I was still leaving with that tyrant, James always visit Raphael at home but I was quite invincible to him, always passing me by as if I was never there. he spoke to me about Evangeline and the Promise made by Raphael's fiance, at least that turns out to be a great News for me, I have never been the type to take care of children, I believe allowing the young lady to fulfill her promise to Raphael would be the perfect way of looking after Evangeline without much worries, but will my decision be right like always or am I about to make a huge mistake that I will regret all my life?.