Chapter 196 196

Chapter 196 196
Vincenzo Luca

I grew up in France with my mother, and even though I have French blood, I wasn't fluent in French. My mother never taught me. I was just self-taught. She was a well-known model in France before she had me, which is why I understand that she's not very fond of me. She doesn't even let me out of our house or let me go to school... About my father... I don't know anything about him. I just heard that he's from the Philippines.

I was ten years old when we suddenly went to the Philippines. I don't know why my mother suddenly decided to bring me here, and I didn't bother to ask. She wouldn't answer me anyway. She doesn't like talking to me.

She brought me to an unfamiliar place with an unfamiliar man.

"You'll take care of Luca now," my mother said. I don't understand what she's saying.

"W-Why would you just suddenly leave our son with me?" the man asked. He looks tired... and poor. I think his house is just barely standing. It's too small. It looks like an abandoned house.

"I want to model again. I don't want to take care of him anymore. You take care of him. Here's money if you want," my mother said and gave him an envelope.

"I-I don't need money, Florence. The child needs a mother to take care of him."

I don't understand what they are talking about. I was just silently watching them... they had an argument, and after that, my mother left. She never came back after that, and even though we don't have a precious memory together... I was sad and hurt. I wanted to hug her, but she didn't even look at me before she left, like she doesn't care about me at all.

"H-Hello, Luca... I'm your father."

I looked at the man in front of me. He looks kind. I guess he's really my father... I look like him a little.

My father, Aaron, was really kind and loving. He's a fisherman and he's really hard-working. He did his best to earn money for me, to provide for my needs and wants. He gave me all the love that I was craving for as a kid. He taught me how to speak Tagalog and everything that I needed to know.

"Dad, you're handsome," I said and smiled at him.

Dad smiled at what I said and hugged me. "My son is so good now. I'm so proud of you. Don't worry, just a little more savings, and I'll be able to send you to school." He caressed my hair and kissed my forehead.

I hugged him and smiled. "I will study and work hard for you too, Dad."

He was the best parent. Even though Dad wasn't rich and sometimes our meal was just dried fish, I was still happy. He never failed to show me how much he loves me. He's a good and hard-working parent, and despite the difficulties we encountered, he never complained about it. He was always smiling at me.

I was content with my life, with my father. Even though we were poor, I love him truly. To be honest, at first, I didn't want anything to happen in my life, but now I do. I want to give my father a better life that he deserves. I'll work hard for him... but as they say, happiness has an end.

"You thought you could get away with stealing from us!"

Dad immediately hid me behind him. I can feel his hands trembling... I don't believe them. My dad wouldn't steal. He's a good person and he works hard.

"M-Maybe you're mistaken, Sir. I-I didn't steal from you. C-Can we please talk outside? I don't want my son to hear," Dad pleaded with the men.

"We don't need to talk about this anymore... You'll serve as a lesson for others, Aaron," the man said with a smirk.

My eyes widened when that man took his gun from his pocket. I was so shocked when he brutally shot Dad in front of me. I was just stunned when Dad fell to the floor. His blood was scattered all over the floor... I looked at him and I was beyond horrified. His forehead seemed to have a hole in it, and he died with his eyes wide open.

"D-Dad!" I immediately knelt down and cried loudly. I hugged his dead body and cried harder. His blood was scaring me, but I still hugged his dead body. My whole body is shaking with fear... My mind seemed to have gone blank. It was too much for me. Seeing how my father was killed in front of me will haunt me forever.

"What about that kid?" one of the men asked.

"Take him. He might tell the police."

I tried to fight back, but I was too weak for them. I just cried and cried while looking at my dad, until we finally left the house... My dad is gone, the only person I love. I've never felt this kind of pain before... At that young age, I wished for death. I want to die too. I want to be with my father as soon as possible... but they didn't make it easy for me... those heartless men who killed my father.

"Really? Still alive even after days of not being given food and water?!" the leader, the one who shot Dad, said in awe.

I was chained like I'm some kind of an animal. They didn't let me eat or drink for days. They imprisoned me in a fully air-conditioned room for days, fully naked. They left scars all over my body. They even broke some of my bones. They treated me like an animal. They tortured me to death... They were amused because I still didn't die after everything that they had done to me.

They were entertained because I still didn't die... while me, I desperately wanted to die. I lost everything, even my will to live. I just want all of this to end. I just want to die.

"This kid is incredible, is he really only fifteen years old?"

"He's a foreigner... We can turn that kid into a human weapon. Just torture him, but don't kill him."

That was way worse... They want to keep me alive and then torture the hell out of me for their amusement... I still didn't die, I don't know if it was a blessing... but it's a fucking curse for me. I just want to die... I want to die now.

I suffered for a few more years in their hands. I was weak and helpless, just waiting for myself to die.

I discreetly took a shard of glass from my side. I planned to use it to end my own life... but I changed my mind when I heard them talking about my father.

"Damn, is it true? Aaron really didn't steal? Then why did the boss kill him?"

"No reason. The boss was just annoyed because he was too kind. Almost everyone here liked Aaron. You know the boss, he'll kill anyone he feels like killing."

My whole body went cold when I heard what they were talking about. An intense rage consumed me... My dad,who didn't do anything wrong, my dad, who just wanted to help people and was a good person... They did that to my dad for no reason?

"I will fucking kill you all..." My mind was clouded with rage... I did my best to cut the rope tied around my wrists. My hands were bleeding, but I couldn't feel the pain... I only wanted one thing, to escape and kill them both.

When I finally succeeded, I ran to their direction and kicked them as hard as I could. I took the knife on the table and fought them with all of my strength, with all of my wrath... with everything I got. Before they even got their guns, I had already stabbed them to death. It was easy for me because there were only two of them guarding me here...

I was smiling and laughing as I let my bloodlust take control over me... Fuck them. They fcking deserve it. They fucking deserve to die brutally.

I stood up, satisfied. Their bodies were almost unrecognizable because of the multiple stab wounds they got from me... I want to kill more. This is not enough.

I took their guns... Good thing I've observed how they use them.

"Damn it! What happened here?!"

The other men arrived, they seemed surprised by what they saw. They looked at me in disbelief. They shakily took out their guns, but I was faster. I shot them, and it's a good thing I was fast and I could dodge their bullets... until I killed them all.

I can't help but to smile crazily while staring at their dead bodies... Damn, why is this making me feel alive? I'm weirdly happy and thrilled... I want to kill more.