Repairing the Past

Chapter 10

This time the author will really make the point of view of Elisha, different from Elana but this time Elisha himself will tell himself to the reader all.

My name is Elisa Val, a daughter of a rich man, my father was a businessman in building materials.

I can't deny my life more than the people around me. But do not you think my life is good just because it has abundant wealth.

Even with my father a rich man but I did not live happily even a few times I thought to just die and try to kill myself someday.

I'll tell you a little bit of my dark story.

I was an illegitimate child who was born to whom no one wanted me. My rich father, who already had a wife, met my mother in a club.

They were my father who at that time just relieve his stress because he was tired of working there with his friends. They were drunk and forgot everything.

My mom was a waitress at that club. My father accidentally raped my mother when she was drunk.

After the incident became an uproar, the father bribed the owner of the club and people who were able to testify. Father also bribed my mother's parents so as not to make a fuss about this.

The mother, who was depressed because of the incident, decided to stop working there. Although she received a lot of money, mother still could not hold all of it.

Mom soon gets pregnant and holds me accountable. But it won't work because my father won't accept it.

All the ways have been done even up to DNA tests to make sure whose child is born by the mother.

My mother tried many times to abort me but never succeeded. Where was the day I was born.

After I was 1 year old mom became fucked up she started to lose her mind. Mother was depressed because she was considered a local as a psk in the club and gave birth to me.

Even so, my father sent us his guilt money to my mother and several times he visited to see me.

After I was 4 years old my mother was at the point of not being able to think normally even to the point of hurting herself.

I, who was a child, did not understand what was happening. Even my friends started to ridicule me for having an insane mother and I was an illegitimate child.

A year later my mother committed suicide in her room and left me alone. The father who knew it took me to his house and lived there.

I think nose with rich people will be happy because it can have what I want turned out to be wrong after I was here. I'm nothing more than a slave in the eyes of Ayan's legitimate wife and my half-brother.

I was treated cruelly that they did not hesitate to do physical violence to me.

At first I felt it was all painful until I was 10 years old, I realized there was something more painful than physical violence - my mental breakdown while I was here.

My busy working dad went home early in the morning so that I was with my stepmom almost all the time, I always ate the leftovers from them and could not be at the table eating with them. Though I know at the table there are a lot of fancy food.

Even their cats are more worthy than me.

A few years have passed now that I am entering High School. I wake up in the morning with no hope tomorrow will be beautiful. I just go through the days as if I thought I was created for no reason and no clear purpose.

“Elisa eat us where!!” Shouted my stepmother.

“Iya ma this again Elisa bring” said me soft

“You are a selfless child! Still happy you were let stay here, should my husband let you destitute with your family there” said my stepmother.

“Elisa put my food and wait for us to eat after that you can eat my leftovers, you are lucky today I diet so you can eat a lot” said my stepbrother.

“Still kak” says I'm soft

“You if you make trouble at school I isolate you!!” Say my stepmother while eating voraciously.

“But I salute the heck you are a cook, you will not poison our food right?” Said my stepbrother

“No brother where I dare” replied me

I always cook them food. Because the old maid stopped a few years ago, my mother told me to cook for them. But I know I have a kid in cooking.

I can immediately understand and practice perfectly only once taught, I can also develop a cuisine to the very perfect even I create some special dishes made by myself.

After they finished eating, I ate the leftovers at the table. I picked up food they didn't touch for me to eat and hurried off to school.

That's what makes me always come late and end up one table with Evan.

The first day I chose to sit on the front bench and had to one table with a mysterious man.

He looks serious and nerdy, yes I know this class is superior but only he seems as serious as this study.

I greeted him and invited him to meet. But his flat reaction was invisible to have a social spirit.

But this boy is so different from the rest, he really mastered everything. Like he was not the same age as us, as if he was much older than all of us, I began to be interested in his maturity and wisdom.

After school I did the usual things every day to live in pressure and humiliation, only in school did I feel like myself.

But that day Evan tried to get into my head. He guessed the problems in my life that I had been covering up.

He tried to interrogate me and always said I was poor Elisha.

What that means, I never told anyone about my life. Why does he seem to know me, I don't think Evan is someone I've known before.

It seems like I'm getting interested in Evan and I hope one day I have a chance to tell him everything about me.

Next\~