THE TEARS THAT FLOW BECAUSE OF THE SAD RELATIONSHIP Tears That Flow Because of the Relationship of Sadness
Chapter 14 Living Together with a Different Story
Cleo Pov
My name is Cleo Little Virga Cryisis
I was born into a simple family, my father had big ambitions to make his family happy, he built a company from scratch to now a big company.
my father is hardworking, cool, and ambitious.
As for the mother, she was a beautiful, gentle, elegant, warm and kind person.
"Cleo, do you know? all we have is a gift, and therefore you must live by repaying the goodness of the world that has given all this" said the mother by stroking my face.
"Yes, mom"
When I was sad or happy, my mother was by my side.
But, on the other hand, the mother is also very weak, in front of the father...
"Why did you do this, Cleo was a kid, but you were close to another woman"
"Why really? this is my house, everything is mine, you're just my wife, so don't ever cross that line"
All I know is that their relationship is not like a marriage in general, their relationship is like an empty shell with no contents, because marriage is just a symbiosis, in front of a large family, father and mother always act like the happiest family in the world, I also have to carry out the role of the child of a perfect couple, but when in our house all seems like a nobody.
.. I hope and dream...
my family will be a happy family...
But in fact, life does not go according to its own wishes.
After dad became the boss of a big company, he rarely went home and often spent his time outside .
Then one time, when the mother was lying sick in a state of carrying a baby, the father took another woman into our house.
From day to day my mother's health continued to decline, my beautiful mother with soft skin also removed, because as long as she was sick, she rarely ate until her face became thin, her skin wrinkled, his whole body became unfulfilled, with that condition he survived for nine months pregnant.
My father never swiped at my mother, but at that time he married the woman he brought home.
Finally she became my stepmother, she began to show her nature, she lived in the house as if she were the owner of our house, and she seemed to be waiting for my mother's death.
The mother, who had not eaten regularly until she was limp, fell unconscious for months, and I kept waiting by her side until she woke up.
It felt like my life was destroyed instantly, because without my mother my life was alone, it felt like hope, dreams, everything was destroyed melted down not left.
And finally the mother woke up after seven months of sleeping like a sleeping princess, she went away for good after waking up for no more than 15 minutes, the mother woke up only to give birth to Deana into this world...
His last words were...
"Cleo, the proud daughter of a mother, you must live a happy life, and please take care of your sister Deana" he said.
".....huhuhu mom..."
My mother left for good, about the time I was 2 years old, my mother died from giving birth to Deana without anyone's help.
I thought about dying with my mother, but I couldn't leave Deana alone, so I stayed alive.
Deana.... my innocent, adorable, and poor sister, she knows nothing, even so.
"You didn't even swipe mom during the illness, but why? why do you always bother Deana and hate her"
"Because he's a fucking carrier"
Because he said right at the birth of Deana, there were so many misfortunes, and all that misfortune was blamed on the child who had just been born into the world.
Since mom was gone, dad didn't notice us, he only paid attention to our stepmother.
I hate daddy...
It was for me that he should be blamed for everything that happened and not Deana.
Because mom is gone, dad is acting with us, he's being violent with me and Deana.
My life was filled with pressure, so I thought many times to run, but again, I could not leave Deana alone...
We lived in the same house, growing up with the same torment
I have to always meet my expectations, my father forces me to learn and learn, he always demands me to be as perfect as possible.
because of the pressure...
I became an ambitious monster...
Because that's how I live in this exhausting time...
In order for my father to stop harassing me and Deana, I had to grow up perfectly.
To be strong and great, to protect what I want to protect.
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Pov Deana's.
There was a time when I felt disgusted by my own name, every birthday, which remembered only me who was hated and in disrepute.
Because from the beginning I wasn't something I wanted.
On birthdays, all my family was screaming, they said I should never have been born.
"Because of you, because you're my daughter's dead, why don't you die"
They always say that.
Even my father...
"Dad..."
"If you want everyone to be happy, then perish"
When I was born I was the one who caused my mother to die, my mother died trying to give birth to me.
It was then that both the family from the mother and from the father, they all considered me the unlucky carrier, the father thought so, too, dad thinks I'm a bad-ass carrier because right on my birthday my dad's business was on the verge of bankruptcy and right on that day he had an accident, his car was destroyed by a series of accidents, he said, until he had to be hospitalized for 3 days, and after leaving the hospital, the new father found out if his wife died while trying to give birth to me, dad blamed all this misfortune on me being a kid.
I'm just rubbish and a burden to everyone.
My father became very resentful of me, I grew up without his affection, there was only resentment and resentment surrounding me.
Although a day, no, an hour, even a few minutes, I want to feel affection...
But.again...
Stupidly I craved for father's affection, having found out in campakan, I struggled to survive, in torment.
Even at school, I was so ostracized, no one wanted to be friends with me, that I was always alone.
Why does everyone always hate me for things I couldn't choose at birth...
Accepting insults and scorn has always been a part of my life, because I was so hated, there was always trash floating through the window.
That's all there is in my world.
I don't have any friends, because of that...
my friend is just a doll and a book...
And when no one ever wanted me, it was my only brother, who took care of me and looked after me.
I've been close to Brother Cleo since childhood, and depend on each other.
Big brother is the hope that fills my empty family position, sometimes like a mother, sometimes like a father, sometimes like a precious friend.
Sister being my only reason to live and continue to live because I know that brother is the same as me, he is often tormented by father, we both grow up with the same torment.
My sister is a warm and loving person, she is friendly to everyone, but after the accident...
At that time, I was about 6 years old. When my parents were not there, and my sister was not home either, I tried to run away from home, but I got lost instead.
I love fairy tale books, I have a story that I love the most, that of a cursed princess, I love that story because it's similar to me, it's about a princess who has a curse, although he had the prince always by his side, the curse could be lifted, but with the prince's life, he was so saddened by it that it occurred to him that he had never existed, being too affectionate to the prince, the princess with the curse left, she left her kingdom and her country, went to a place where no one could see her death especially the prince, because the princess wishes the prince a happy life.
It occurred to me that if I had never existed, maybe my brother and father would have lived happily with their family forever without me...
It was a silly thought, but I wanted to keep trying, even if it was too late, I wanted to get away from my brother and father's life...
I was constantly walking without direction and purpose, trying to escape the miserable life that tormented me.
The sky was dark and the rain was very heavy, actually I was afraid of getting lost, I did not pay attention to the surroundings until I did not see the pedestrian lights were red...
"Deana.. whoa!"
The last thing I heard before losing consciousness was the sound of brother's scream.
Then there was an accident that sent me to the hospital.
The next day when I woke up, I was in the hospital room and saw my brother, who was next to me, lying weak and apparently broke his legs and arms when he helped me.
I regretted my decision to leave the house instead of making me happy instead, I became sad because I saw my brother lying injured.
Then when the door to the hospital room opened, the one who didn't know who had entered just pretended to close their eyes and peek a little, the father who came was directly sitting on a chair in the middle of the hospital bed....
"Cleo, Deana, I didn't mean to make you hurt like this, sorry...
I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been rude, I shouldn't have vented all my anger on you, when you didn't understand anything, I beg you to forgive me, I should have paid more attention to you, sorry, I'm sorry, sorry, sorry..."
That day, all day long I kept listening to my father's apologies, even though with my eyes closed, I didn't want to get up in front of my father, so I kept my eyes closed and waited for the morning to come sooner, so that tomorrow morning I would have the courage to look at my father...
From then on, my brother hated me more and more.
And when I told you that you'd changed and apologized, the kakat didn't believe it at all.
It's hard to convince a stubborn sister .
SERIATE.
