Just A Bit Gay

*Back to first person*

{Tomorrow at 6pm. Don't be late or else! } - Ogre Sister

{Says the one who's always late!} - QB

I placed my phone on the desk next to my bed. I sighed as I thought about Phantom, Shen Jin, and mom. I miss mom, damn it. I miss her so fcking much. If she was still alive maybe I'll still be at the main house, my grades wouldn't be as disappointing and father wouldn't be an unbearable prick. And maybe I wouldn't try so hard to be happy.

This reminds, that bloody Phantom and Yeti Chen, what are they planning? Coming here to disrupt my peaceful life. I should warn my sister about this, I don't want her to be caught off guard. Heh, off guard. Cause you know she owns a security company. Ha ha, I'm funny okay.

I looked up the ceiling my mood dropping, anxiety coursing through me. It's the feeling of something bad will happen and you don't know what to do. You know that feeling? It's just nervousness mix with fear of the unknown. I just want to live a happy and content life but I know that no matter how hard I try to pretend that everything will be okay, it will never be. Especially when it involves the death of my mother.

They say it was an accident but I can't help but feel that it wasn't that simple. My father wouldn't speak about it and my sister just avoids the topic. One would think that they're just grieving over mom's death, but my family isn't like that. They'll try every possible means to know whether it was an accident or not. But nothing, father just accepted it and my sister didn't even cry on my shoulder.

I wanted to investigate but my father just beat the shit out of me. Everytime I tried to do something he'll hire his subordinates to stop me. I eventually stopped because I realized how hard father tried not to get me involved then it must be something he's useless against. Something that if we tried to stick our noses in, can cost us our lives. I stopped being open about it and asked Aleksandr for help but he was helpless as well. But Aleksandr did give me something, the opponent was powerful, so powerful I wouldn't even reach their toes.

Aleksandr convinced me to give up, but I couldn't. I just can't let it go then I got involved with the Phantoms and I almost... died. My sister then cried on the hospital bed, begging me to stop. She couldn't afford losing another loved one. That's when I just gave up, I tried living a carefree life. My father wanted me to inherit the company but I refused because I just hated the fact he couldn't do anything. I know I'm being unreasonable but I just can't accept it. I especially hate myself on how useless I am.

I stood up from my bed and walked towards my punching bag in the room. I threw punch after punch, kick after kick. I let all my frustrations out, I didn't stop even when my knuckles where burning since I didn't even put on a protective layer. My legs gave out and I just laid on the floor while my knuckles were bleeding. My dogs went to my side l.i.c.k.i.n.g my face, lessening my dark mood. Maybe I should get more dogs?