CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 2

"Hmp! Why am I so ugly in the picture?" Via asked annoyed while fidgeting with her cellphone.

"Wanna know why?" I asked.

Via looked at me. "Why?"

"Because that proves you're beautiful in person, not in picture," I answered. She smiled like there's no tomorrow.

"Yiee, I love you so much!" She was about to hug me when I move a bit away from her.

"Yuck!"

She rolled her eyes to me, annoyed.

"Lol! Just be thankful that I love you, becuase Cynade doesn't."

I looked at her and immediately and gave her a death glare.

"Just kidding but that's true, though...!" she complained.

"Shut your mouth, Via!" I irritatedly said.

I don't know but I'm comfortable with Via. Maybe because we’re both loners. We’ve always been together and I can’t deny she’s happy to be with.

It's fun to have a friend. Although not many, as long as you are true to each other.

I said goodbye to Via who will be ahead, my schedule has just ended today. Via has another schedule so we can't be together for now. I can't wait for her because I'm hungry.

"Hey, I'm leaving," I said goodbye and clutched my small back pack on my back.

"All right, take care," she giggled for a moment and went to her next class.

I just nodded as I left the school. It was five o'clock when I got home.

One of the reasons I always wander is because I don’t want to stay here at home. The people here are… Kinda evil.

After getting dressed I went straight to the kitchen. I removed the cover of the dish so I could see what's inside.

It's dinuguan!

I returned the cover of the dish. I don't eat dinuguan. It's not that it's isn't delicious but it's disgusting. Of course, it came from pig's blood.

"Kylie!" I shouted at my older sister.

Actually, I was just adopted. But who cares?

"What?" Kylie frustratedly asked.

"What's the dish?" I asked even though I already knew. Maybe there is something else. I'm really hungry.

"Dinuguan," she boringly replies while chatting with her lettuce husband.

"No other?" I asked, hoping she would say something more.

She raised an eyebrow at me. "Of course, no otjer, have you seen something else?"

“I don’t eat dinuguan,” I complained.

Why do they buy food they know I don't eat?

Kylie rolled her eyes. "Then don't eat!"

"You son of tofu! Buy a dish I eaten next time!" I shouted.

"Don't shout at me, Hira! You're so choosy! Eat that dinuguan, if you don't want to eat that, then You'll starve to death!" she shouted too.

"If I feed you a shit and then you refuse, I'll tell you're choosy?" I also raised an eyebrow at him.

She gritted her eat and walked closer to me. "You're talking back, huh?"

"In born," I casually answered.

No point talking!

"What's happening here?" Mom shouted at us. We both looked at her, I shook my head twice.

Actually, I don't really consider her as my mother. They also don't consider me a real child. So, quits.

I never once felt that they loved me. But why do I care? I can love myself.

Dad was very kind to me. But he’s gone. He's not dead yet! He was working abroad. He's the one who's taking care of my studies, he sends me money every month. I am very grateful to Dad because if he did not help me, I would not be able to study.

What my fake family here at home know is that I am a working student. They thought I was a worker so I had money. But they didn't know that Dad was sending me. Dad also told me not to tell them, because Mom might take it and I'll never let that happen.

Mom told me that my real Dad was gone. He died when I was young. She said he had no news from my real mothet so I didn't know how to find them.

I want to see them so I can get out of this house. The people here are evils.

They always insulted me, once I came home without food. The good things is, I know how to handle money. I only buy what I need.

Mom said, that's why I was adopted because my real parents didn't have anything to eat then. I understand them because life was really hard back then. I am not angry with them. All I want is to be with them again, because I have long dreamed of being loved by my own parents. I have never experienced being loved by anyone.

Am I poor?

But it's okay.

"Because Hira is so disgusting! She doesn't want the dish you bought, Mom!" Kylie complains to Mom.

The beauty of Kylie's name doesn't suit her because her animal behavior is so ugly. You thought it was nice, well, she was just my foot.

"What's that, Hira? You're really a stupid! You think you're beautiful if you act like that, huh?" Mom shouted at me.

"I'm really beautiful. You guys aren't," I whispered to myself.

I don't care if others say I'm rude. What attitude a person shows me, that's what I'll show them, too.

What is wrong with their bad attitude towards me, and then I just let it go? What are they, lucky?

I'm not that pathetic.

“You really have no respect, Hira!" Mom's eyes widened at me. Kylie smiled, she thought she would win over me.

Kylie is three years older than me. She could no longer work because after graduating from college she got married. Sounds like a fool, doesn't it?

Then she didn't go home to her husband's house because she was always being hurt. I said it was her karma.

That's why I always saying to myself, I will choose a good husband who will love me more than I love him.

"I'm rude because you're rude too. So we just quits," I said and walked out of the house.

"Why, you're going to run away? All right, run away! Don't come back!" Mom shouted at me.

I felt my chest ache at what she said.

"I'm really going to run away! I'd rather live on the street than be with you!" I shouted back and walked away from them.

Those bastards! Let's just see if they can cope without me. Kylie doesn't even know how to fry an egg. Even her panties are being washed by her mother. Getting married then knows nothing to do in life.

If you are getting married, make sure you know how to do housework so that others will not judge you. Okay?

Because I if I get married, I will do everything for him. And if we have children, I will make her feel the love of a mother.

I went in the cafeteria near our house. I was going to starve so I needed to eat.

While ordering food I took out my cellphone, I messaged Cynade on Instagram.

Me:

Hi.

I waited a few minutes before he replied.

Cynade:

Uh-huh?

I almost froze when he replied. The other diners stared at me.

Gosh! This is the first time he replies to me. I chatted him back then but only now did he reply.

Omg! I feel like he likes me too.

Or maybe love? I smirked.

"Here's your food, Hira."

I ignored Ate Sha, the one who manage the cafeteria.

Me:

You wanna know who's my crush?

I smiled as I typed. Omg! This is my chance!

"Hira?"

Cynade:

No.

I lost my smile at his reply.

Me:

Hahaha. Ride my joke.

Cynade:

Where's the car?

Tsk! It's annoying, huh?! He should be thankful I love him.

"Hira?!"

I could almost let go of my cellphone when Ate Sha, shouted.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, Ate. You'll have high blood right away..." I signed peace with her.

"I've been calling you twice! Who are you chatting with and you're so excited?" she sighed and handed me my food.

"No, Ate, this is my future husband," I replied as I giggled.

It was nice to hear I call him husband.

Ate Sha smiled at me. "Whatever. Do whatever you want, Hira," she winced before turning her back on me.

She knows me because they took me here. Here I ate when I was not inhabited by the dish of my fellow demons in the house.

I just took a bite and went back to flirting— I mean chatting.

Me:

Please...

Cynade:

Okay, who's your crush?

Me:

Read the first word in my second chat.

I waited a few minutes for him to reply but I received nothing. I almost became depressed and lost my appetite.

Badtrip! I hope I just keep quiet.