Suicide Notes
Uncontrollable
“Absites that can't control *********** are themselves not worthy of being called human. I'll find and kill him. Just look, no one will be able to save him.”
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11.37.
Victor threw away his phone carelessly and pulled back the blanket he was wearing. His energy has been absorbed since he helped Ray. There was not a single day of calm in his life.
Victor regretted a little because lately too often interfere with the lives of others. A savior? Is that the image formed by his actions? Amusingly. Which life was saved by him? Victor was sure, there was none.
“Hei, Vic's. When are you gonna get out of there? Are you dead or something? This waiting game is boring.”
Elayne's voice was heard in Victor's ear. It seems like it has been repeatedly since morning. Hallucinating about someone he just met makes Victor careless. He should check it out.
“Since when are you there?”
Victor aghast. The voice he heard was not a hallucination. Elayne was sitting next to Victor's little closet. His hand was wiping the floor, drawing something with a blood-red liquid!
The wound behind the Elayne bandage opens. The girl used her blood to paint on the floor while daydreaming. Even when Victor cleaned it up, Elayne did not say a word. He put his other hand in his sweater pocket.
Watching in silence.
“What happened?” shout Tama. The food he brought fell. “A-did you just do something that doesn't make sense?”
“I daydream.” Elayne felt her eyes wither.
Victor gave her a glass of water and helped Elayne rest on the mattress without the cots in her room. The girl just lost a lot of blood. His body must be weak now.
“Is she okay now?” tanya Tama who finished cleaning up Elayne's blood. “Should we take him to the hospital?”
“No need. And he won't want.” Victor was silent for a moment. “Is he here with that guy Sean?”
“Yes, but Sean just dropped off and left. Elayne drove him out.” Tama checked his phone. “She left her mobile number, what is the need on the phone?”
Just before reaching for Tama's phone, Victor's phone rings first. As he raised the call, the look on his face changed instantly. His face, ears and eyes were red. Jaw tightens.
“Who wants to kill himself?!” snapped Victor. “Basic is not Becus! What kind of work are you?! I'm going there, don't do anything.”
Victor grabbed the key to the bike. Passed by without a word, leaving Tama and her raging heart. The anger on Victor's face silenced the girl's mouth.
“What is he to the foundation?” Elayne came out with her pale face, leaning against the frame of the room door. “I too. I wonder what makes it so angry.”
“You need a lot of rest. I'll call Sean to pick you up,” Tama said.
“Come on, you must be curious too. Just call a cab, then we go to the foundation. Yes?” elayne.
Tama cannot argue. The first time he saw Victor getting carried away with emotions, of course he was curious about the cause. It was impossible for him to hold back from catching up with Victor.
At the foundation, Tama sees Victor's motorbike lying carelessly in the parking lot. The key still hangs in its place. He must have let his motorbike fall and hurriedly entered the foundation.
“ONE!”
All the foundation administrators who were men in front of Victor lowered their heads in fear. Although innocent, Victor's way of talking still makes their guts shrivel.
“TWO!”
The management room was empty. The spectators outside the room did not even dare to whisper. Looking forward to what Victor will do next.
“THREE!”
“T-wait,” said one of them.
“You did it?” Victor raised his fist into the air.
“No, not me,” said the manager, terrified. “A-I just can't accept. We didn't do anything, why would we all get punished? We don't even know if you're right.”
“A child in an orphanage you're running is trying to commit suicide under your nose! You guys aren't so good at taking care of it, still feeling innocent?!” amuk Victor's.
“M-impossible we can watch him 24 hours a day. Even biological parents cannot do that kind of thing, another martial”. “And also, isn't that a different matter already? You're looking for a perp, aren't you?”
Victor's emotions peaked. He grabbed the closest thing to him—a wooden vase for ornamental flowers—then threw it against the wall. The vase bounced to the floor, hitting one of them. Even so, the matter will not be resolved there.
“For whoever did it, after Griff mentioned your name, it's over your history!” threaten Victor. “I myself will kill the culprit!”
Victor slammed the door. Catch the curious crowd. He paused for a moment, staring at everyone gathered there. Nursery children, caretakers, visitors and some volunteers.
“No one comes near my room without permission!” his orders. “And bring a glass of warm tea.”
Let alone resisting or protesting, looking into Victor's eyes in the slightest no one dared to. Victor's anger looks like a madman. It felt even more terrifying because he was always smiling.
Tama took on that daunting task. Take tea. When Victor disappears to Ray's place, Tama already knows Griff. She was seventeen years old, her posture was dashing, her face cheerful. But not anymore. Griff looked lethargic, weak, and helpless.
“Come, drink first. After that, you can tell me all-“ Victor's voice choked as Griff avoided his helping hand.
The pathetic boy was trembling. He was not afraid Victor would scold him, but he was afraid of touch. Something must have happened last night. Something traumatized him. His roommate also said he didn't sleep in the dorm last night.
As Victor inspects the warehouse where Griff tried to kill himself, he smells a strange scent. That scent and Griff's reaction. It is very clear that it was a case of abuse. And only the foundation administrators are still in the foundation area at night.
Letting an uncivilized bastard roam the foundation he formed made Victor feel useless. However, he was instrumental in bringing the predator into his foundation.
“Say, what should I do?” Victor gripped Griff's shoulder, shaking him. “Call her name, and tell her what you want me to do to her? You want me to bypass ***********? Or even cut his body? I will do!”
“I will kill him with my own hands. I'll punish him.” Victor was standing before Griff. “I'll do what you want, just tell me who I have to law.”
“Don't just tremble in fear here. At least say something. Cry, scream, or get angry. Don't just be quiet like this. My heart hurts to see it." Victor's voice shook. "He deserved to die. So, you shouldn't have tried to kill yourself."
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