>>Hazel
A pleasant sunny day with occasional breeze.
The sound of children laughing mixed with the adults chattering.
Light atmosphere with a happy mood.
I sat at the benches with other parents and teachers while the kids had fun playing in the park.
There were a bunch of different swings and slides in the park and since it was a big place there was tons of place to run around too with many trees to hide around as well.
The men were on another bench while the mother’s sat together in one place.
Rosalie and I sat with each other since we two were the only ones who didn’t
>>Hazel“What?” I blinked in confusion. I knew full well what he said but it just wouldn’t sit in my brain, “You killed him?”He didn’t say anything to affirm that since he probably found repeating his words useless. So, he folded his arms and looked straight ahead with an annoyed expression.But, I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. I was still in a state of confusion. Why would he kill an innocent man? Why?I don’t understand.“When?” I asked him another question.“Five years ago.” He gave me a quick answer.
>>HazelThe white room with everything in it spotless and in order made it look sort of eerie. The cold temperature added to it’s strange feeling as well and made it look sort of lonely but I wonder why Valek is here if he’s not doing anything? There was no hint of anything happening in the room and there was not a single spot of blood there.The place was so clean that it made me wonder if the last incident even happened or not.I looked at Valek and everytime I look at him and compare him with his past self, I see a clear difference. Many people say he’s changed a lot and I really think so too.“Ah, no!” I waved my hands in response to his question, “Maybe a handsome devil!”
>>Valek ( 4-5 years old)My earliest memory goes way back, to when I was about four years old.I remember standing in the dark corridor of the brothel I was born and raised in as I watched my mother argue with some strange tall man. They both were busy fighting over something and I vaguely remember their conversation."I don't!" My mother said angrily,"I know you do." The man loomed over her, "I know you have him and he's mine." He seemed sort of crazy. Well, I mean, he looked crazy. Especially the look in his eyes."He's not yours." My mom glared at him."So you do have him!" An excited grin spread across his face, "Let me see him!"
>>Valek (8 years old)A strange feeling of anxiety and fear took over me when I opened the door and found a crazy looking woman standing in front of me.“Don’t worry~, I won’t hurt you.” She whispered, “I promise,” She looked at me with a deranged look in her eyes.It was quite odd. She promised me something when it was the very first time I met her.I found it quite strange.She was a woman I had never seen before in my life yet it seemed like she knew me. With her hair slightly messy and her mascara running down her cheeks probably because she cried or something, she looked at me like I was some sort of vermin when the words she uttere
>> Valek (8-10 years old)What was going to be one of the worst fates for me was stopped by the man I had once seen before.He stopped the car in the middle of the road and got me out of the trunk all the while he was arguing with the crazy woman who had me put in such a small and dark space.When the trunk first opened, my eyes couldn’t settle properly and I had to shut them immediately and look away.“You’re insane Risa!!” I heard the man’s voice and then felt someone’s hand on me as he held my shoulders and sat me down.“You’re no different!” I heard the yelling of the crazy woman and slowly opened my eyes an
>>Valek (11-14 years old)At eleven I learned I actually had a grandmother. A lady who was so sick of staying home she spent years traveling the world and barely got in contact with her family.The only reason she came back home was because she heard her only son had fallen sick.The first time I met her was when she came home straight from the airport with a line of servants following her with her butler being the most prominent among them. She had a graceful look that was accompanied by the look of disinterest.As she entered the house and began to walk towards her son’s room she stopped in the middle of the hallway all of the sudden. The servants behind her stopped as well but no one questioned her when she barely
>>Valek (14 years old)I was weak.That was something I learned time and again in my life.A middle school kid, fourteen years of age, yet had no authority or power.When I started going to school I learned how much people feared and admired the Vincenzo name yet somehow I was actually in the same category with them.I feared that family as well, precisely because even though I had the Vincenzo blood, I didn’t have the power that came along with it and that is why I was in such a bad state.If I think about it, it might just be my own fault, I should have done something to avoid this.
>>Valek (14-15 years old)The whipping had a routine, when Risa wanted to she’d call me down in the basement room and when she was done, I’d go back to my room where Ains would be present to dress my wounds.The injury would leave me incapable of doing anything for a few days and I had to skip a lot of days from school.When my body could move, I would go to school but my interaction with people started to become non-existant. The people who used to talk to me backed off pretty easily since everyone knew I was a Vincenzo. No one wanted to get on my bad side and so the teachers also overlooked the fact that I wasn’t at school most of the time as long as I was giving the exams.Colors of life started to fade away. Everyth