Laboratory - Red

The Chapter 21 Steyfano Marcues

I was already happy enough. I'm happy just because I got the heart of a woman I've loved so much. And I'm also happy enough, just because I can avenge all my friends who died in vain. And I'm very happy. Glad that my mother might be happy because her revenge is avenged. My sister too.

At first I felt awkward. But I don't care much about it. I had been in pain from the start but I ignored it too much. I'm stupid. This gentle little thing makes me stupid. I'm just like Marcues. Stupid in life.

No, Tania. I can't lie to you that I'm gonna be okay. I'm not like that. And I don't like it. I want to cry for the umpteenth time. I wanted to cry because my life never got a bright spot. Wh why? I asked myself. Wh why? I live on a line that predestines me to continue to sink into this kind of darkness. I fear. And I think you're my helper and can overcome my fears. You're a liar, actually. The liar woman from hell that God sent me. You're the dumbest traitor.

I'm starting to hate you. Exceeded my hate for Marcues. You're the most ridiculous woman I've ever met. You're repulsive. And still my cry could not quell the deep pain. You're soft but your tenderness can scratch the deepest wounds. Be ill. It hurts more than when I was tortured by a Leo. Maybe this is my karma. Yep. This is karma for me Tania. Karma for me because I killed that depraved old man. And right now I just lean my head against the wall and cry in my silence.

There is no justice for me. God has no justice for me. He saw me as a strong person in fact not that easy. How could he not know?

When I couldn't stand it anymore, I slammed an old chair in front of me. Throwing it at Tania then she was shocked. Maybe it hurt to get her tiny body. I don't give a shit. I slammed the table at him. And also the pictures pictured on the table that I threw at him. Even a heavy tv was thrown at him. Whatever it is. Whatever's in front of me I'll throw at him. Even the knife. I flung towards him. She might be crying. He may be screaming in pain. Who cares about that voice now.

I took back the knife that fell on the floor. Directing at him with a feeling filled with deep pain. I went berserk but didn't know how to rampage so badly. He fell down. Crying and crying is what a gentle hearted creature like him does.

I approached. She looked at me with sadness as if asking what I would do now. What the hell am I doing? Sure oes. Pulling her hair short and long. Cut it with a knife violently. Yep. I want to laugh to see him more cute with that man-like hair. Too bad there are no shavers here. So I used a fruit peeler in the kitchen. He roars. It was unthinkable to me before. The cry of a woman is much louder than that of a man. Thats cute. And I can't bear to not laugh.

Uh. I forget. I still have a knife in my hand. I looked at the sharp knife with a pretty crazy thought. He must have a pretty gut. A tiny heart. And a lung that has deflated. I stabbed his stomach that proves it. Disgusting. But I like her as a Tania.

the body was a piece of wood around the precarious. The wood was strong enough to hang the soulless body there. I went into Tania's room. Fracturing his dresser table. There are so many variations of powder, and lipstick. Very very depicting a Land Leech child who hated many humans. I took these things and brought them before him. I started to rub her face upside down. I'm powdering. Uh. Why so thin? I crushed the powder until it broke into pieces. Then sprinkled it all onto his pale face.

I remember seeing my mom dress up. I remember that she was so beautiful on my birthday. I want to go back to see my mom. I took a water in the bathroom. Wet a dirty washcloth with that water. I removed the powder that was so white on his face. I started dressing her back. I dress her up with love. I think of her as my mother with her beautiful face like that time. Flags with ordinary and thin standards. Then smear her lips with a little lipstick. I remember very clearly he smeared it with patience and love so I did it for Tania too.

It's working. Well-favoured. My beautiful mother. I smile with pride. But my tears are asking me not to lie to myself. I smile but I cry. Feeling happy but sick.

" Happy birthday, Steyf.." so he said at the time that I now speak for myself through my mouth.

I held my tears down. But it couldn't stand it and it wet the black jacket I was wearing. I realized and I pulled it which made the cloth tear. I bit him to pieces. And trampling her like a child who does not like toys that his parents just bought. I walked out of that house. Leaving behind some bad memories that I will remember until anytime. I walked towards a store that sold retail gasoline. I took one bottle and paid for it with two pieces of money. He said that his change was to feed his family only. I went back to that house. Bathed the old house with the gasoline I just bought. It's a good thing I know where Tania is hiding the match that I really need right now. Yep. In the kitchen cupboard. I'm picking it. And in an instant, the fire spread everywhere and destroyed all the rubble of the old building. Also devoured Tania. The most beautiful woman I've ever met. I even had a hard time dressing it. She is now as beautiful as my mother. Mamma. It makes me miss you even more. I'm still here. Staring at the fire with tears that would not stop at all. Even though I don't feel guilty about this, I don't know why something makes me feel uncomfortable and want to go home.

So I left that place that was starting to burn. I walked back to my comfortable home full of bad memories. This is the beginning of all the nightmares that haunt me every night. But it also gives me happiness.

As always. I like my mom's room better than my own. I sat on the soft bed that I always cleaned so that my mom would be happy to see it. I'm speechless. I began to realize that I was not normal. I was crazy and I just realized it. I stared at the picture on the table. Looking at me in front of the mirror. I just realized my hands were full of blood. My clothes. My mum. I smiled with the blood in my face. Mamma. Hid. With a psychopath like this, I'm still like a child.

I lay my body on the bed. Without showering or changing clothes I let the mattress get blood on my body. I'm already tired. And it's already night. I was silent until I fell asleep. Comfort I never felt before. My heaven world returns again as long as I'm closed. How not? I looked at the smiling mama and hugged me with an unchanging warmth. At his door I was like a child so spoiled. And I saw my sister. He walked in front of me. I was approaching my mom and me at the time. My dream is coming back.