Arrange Marriage With a...GUY!? Shattered Vase

Calix was happy. Even though the bruise on his cheek hurt when he smiled too much, he kept smiling.

It's such a simple thing— to be happy.

He was only a human, after all. If someone offered him a hand, he would keep it warm with his own blood.

His smile fell when a vase shattered in front of his feet.

Fredrick Diaz

Take off your shoes and come here.

Anger was a stupid thing. Surely, if he begged his father to not make him do this, he would let go, but he didn't want to beg.

He silently took off his shoes and walked on the glass runway prepared by his father without a single sound.

Ego? What good is that? This wasn't Calix's ego, it was the last dreg of his dignity.

Anne Diaz

AHHH

His mother ran towards him after seeing the bloody trail.

Anne Diaz

What are you doing? HE IS YOUR SON

Calix Diaz

*holds her hand* Let it be.

Anne Diaz

But-

Calix Diaz

Please. I don't want him to hit you too.

She broke down crying. It was a terrible sound but he felt numb to it.

Fredrick Diaz

Do you know what you did wrong?

Calix Diaz

(no)

Calix Diaz

I am sorry, Dad.

Fredrick Diaz

Stop saying out so late and whoring around. You are going to be married man in four weeks.

Calix Diaz

I was not-

Fredrick Diaz

I saw the car that dropped you.

Calix Diaz

He is my PROFESSOR!

Anne Diaz

Calix, please. Don't raise your voice to your dad.

Fredrick Diaz

*snickers* Atleast one of you still has some brains.

Calix felt dirty under his father's stare. Perhaps, some of us cannot afford even a little happiness.

Fredrick Diaz

You are getting engaged on 18th.

Calix Diaz

*eyes widen* I have a competition that day, dad.

Fredrick Diaz

Drop it. You are no good either way.

Calix Diaz

*grits his teeth*

Anne Diaz

Honey, his legs. He needs to go to the hospital.

Fredrick Diaz

I will ask the driver to take him.

Calix Diaz

*frowned*

Calix wanted to laugh at the stupid irony. The people who hurt him, can't even bear to see his die.

His mother had the driver pick him up and put him in the car.

When she sat next to him, she took out her phone and typed.

Anne Diaz

He will report everything I say back to your father. Just type what you want to say.

Calix looked at her, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

Anne Diaz

I am sorry for not being strong enough to protect you, my baby.

Anne Diaz

I am sorry.

Calix wanted to cry in his mother's arm. The same arms that dressed his wounds. The same arms that dressed his father's knuckles when he hit him.

I hate you.

That is what he wanted to type but he couldn't. He was so powerless he couldn't even hate the people he wanted to.

Anne Diaz

I am sorry.

In the end, he couldn't even get a heartfelt apology. All he could get were emotionless texts that will deleted in a few seconds.

Author

This story is so close to my heart I am going to throw up

Author

I threw up because I am sick and in bed for the past 48 hours.

Author

I hate being sick

Author

I hate my whiny voice

Author

It's annoying

Author

I hate being helpless too

Author

Byeee