A six years old boy was cleaning the garden. Picking up the dry leaves and discarding them into the bin while wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead. Finally, after everything was done, he smiled looking at his hard work.
'Today Dad will not beat me and Mom will give me food' he thought. His stomach grumbled from being starved for three days as he didn't clean the garden properly. Although he did clean it properly according to his father he failed to pick up some of the dry leaves that's why he starved him for three days and made him clean the garden all over again.
He skipped towards his house and entered inside, he rubbed his burning hands together. The thorns put a scratch on his hands but he ignored them happy to get some food. Entering the house with a small smile he makes his way to his father's study. His small hands knocked on the door before he went inside slowly looking at his father who in turn glared at him.
"WHAT" he yelled. The little boy cowered away.
"I-I..." He stuttered.
"Stop wasting my time and speak you unwanted piece of shit" his father snarled.
"I -I cleaned the whole garden-n d-dad" he whispered looking down. His father raised a brow at him.
" So should I give you a medal" he sneered.
"C-can I have some food?" the poor boy asked lowly
His father stood from his chair and came to stand in front of him. Suddenly he grabbed his face and yelled.
"What makes you think that I will give a morsel of food to you from the money I earn" he stated harshly and threw the boy on the floor. The poor boy trembled in fear.
"I-i am sorry," he said while tears fell from his eyes but his face turned the other side from the impact of the slap he received.
"You bastard" he sneered.
"You just have to spoil my mood "
"What's going on" a voice came from the door. The little boy looked at her mother who was standing there smoking from a cigarette.
"This twink spoiled my mood," his father said before pulling out the belt from his pant. The boy's eyes widened at the sight of it.
"D-dad I am sorry, please forgive me"
"Just shut up you twink" his father yelled and smacked him on his back.
"Ahhhhhh" he cried. He looked at her mother hopefully but she just tutted and went away. Not even stopping when his cries filled the house.
Daniel's body jerked forward from his sleep, his breathing heavy. He looked here and there but all he could see was darkness. He stood up somehow from his bed and chugged the glass of water placed at his nightstand.
"I am a pathetic person, how could someone love me " he whispered hugging Amy's photo frame closer to his body. He is scarred, wounded and depressed person who just knows how to hide all his flaws.
Morning came, Amy was eating her breakfast simultaneously replying to some messages on her phone when Daniel came. His eyes were looking worn out but still, he kept his fresh and handsome look in a tight fitted suit showing his well-defined muscles and chest. As usual, he greeted her taking his seat.
"Morning " came her curt reply. Daniel didn't say anything afterwards, he was still hurt by her words. He poured his coffee and began to sip it when he remembered something.
"Are you free tonight?" Daniel asked looking at the steam coming from his coffee.
"For what" she replied still immersed in her phone.
'At least she replied,' Daniel thought.
"There's a charity gala tonight which my company is hosting along with some other one, so as the owner of the host company I must be there and I can't go alone especially when people know I am married ". He stated uncertain that Amy will accompany him. She placed her phone on the table and looked at Daniel.
"You mean a social event," she asked
"Yes," he replied. She made a thinking face for a while before standing up and grabbing her purse and documents. Daniel stared at her but then went back to drinking his coffee.
"Seriously were you expecting a yes" his subconscious mocked.
"I will be ready by 6," she said before trudging away for work. Daniel snapped his head in her direction.
'Did she said yes ' he wondered.
A slight smile graced his features, maybe his words from last night affected her, even if it's a bit. Daniel assumed as he drank the remaining coffee and went to leave for his office, all the while thinking about tonight's event.
Daniel came out of his closet and looked at his watch, it was almost six. He saw her coming home an hour ago, meaning she will be ready. Daniel felt a little happy considering she was accompanying him to an important event. For a moment, he even forgets about Amy's harsh words. Daniel checked his appearance last time in the mirror. He was wearing a black designer suit with a maroon tie. Spraying his cologne, Daniel sleeked his hair back in a very attractive manner. Satisfied with his appearance. He walked out of his room. Amy was standing by the front door tapping her foot. Daniel halted his steps and took in her appearance. She was wearing a knee-length dress with full sleeves.
'What a coincidence' he smiled looking at her tie colour and dress. Her black hairs were curled to one side while some strands were cascading over her face contrasting with her hazel eyes, her full lips set up in a frown but still looked good. His tesoro was looking ravishing tonight but immediately cleared his mind. But deep down his heart was a feeling that tonight was going to be a long one. For what reason he didn't know but he hoped that it will end well for both of them as he didn't want to argue with her tonight. Determined on this thing he slowly made his way towards Amy .
Creation is hard, cheer me up!