Violence is an answer, just not THE answer.
There were no words to fully express the shame the father felt at seeing his son kiss another boy. True, being gay was not strictly a ‘bad’ thing or even commonly frowned upon…in an average family’s life. However this man had been raised in a more ‘enriched’ environment and there a man was supposed to marry a woman, have a family with a woman, and raise his kids with a woman all while reaching the top of his career.
Having a boy who liked other boys was not an option for the father. The family’s reputation would be annihilated if anyone found out.
From then on, Edmund was forbidden from seeing his friend. His workload increased ten folds and it seemed like nothing he could do would ease his father’s anger.
Most importantly Edmund never understood why. His father attempted a few times to explain it to his son, but his anger took over when he realized his son truly couldn’t see what was wrong in it.
So, Edmund’s father decided to hope it was a one-time thing – a unique occurrence. When Edmund’s friend tried to visit once, the father finally decided it was time they moved away. A clean slate, a new start. What had happened in the past could be forgotten.
And so they packed up and left to go to Legacy Island II.
There Edmund went to a new school and didn’t have any trouble making some new friends. One in particular, a boy named Xavier whom Edmund had taken quite a liking to. Even though he had unfortunately lost a precious friendship he could see himself have a similar one with this boy.
And then his father asked for a detailed account of what his son had done at school and who he had met.
Edmund’s father noticed this liking he had towards Xavier and he had heard from some of Edmund’s friends that a lot of people were pretty sure Xavier liked boys.
And when the father asked his son if he thought this Xavier could be like his old friend and received a definitive yes, he snapped. He yelled at his son in rage and Edmund finally understood what he’d done wrong. He finally understood why his father never smiled at him anymore or why he would sometimes get so angry he’d get hit.
And so, admittedly scared of not only moving away again but also of how mad his father could get, Edmund did the only thing he could think of. He turned on Xavier and made sure he would stay away from him, that way they would never be friends. If they were his father would only get angrier.
When his father received a call from a teacher commenting on how his son was bullying a boy named Xavier at school…he could not hold back his joy. He had finally gotten through to his son and Edmund noticed his father’s sudden happiness.
It was not satisfaction or joy, but relief that washed over Edmund when his father finally praised him. As long as Edmund kept his grades high enough, behaved at home and most importantly acted as ‘manly’ as expected his father was content.
I’d just come back from Xavier’s house. His felt like home…
My house? More like going inside a stranger’s backyard. It’s awkward, embarrassing and above all it feels like I don’t belong.
I climbed up the rickety old steps. A subject that had already caused a lot of problems between my parents. Just like the broken sink in the bathroom, the badly kept yard, and the rotten balcony.
I tried to concentrate on the sounds of the little insects chittering about around our house and not the shouting I could already faintly hear inside.
I reached for the front door, but my hand shot back instantly when I heard a huge crash inside. Mom had probably thrown some dishes again. Either that or dad had gotten angry and thrown his bottle.
They were obviously occupied with themselves, if I hurried up I could reach my room before either could give a damn about me.
So that’s what I did. I opened the door and ran inside without making eye contact with my parents who were now screaming their lungs off. Insults and curses were thrown back and forth and dad punched the wall before I opened the door to my room and slipped inside.
I closed the door behind me and took a few seconds to calm myself. I stayed there as I heard mom shout at dad to get the hell out. There was some more shouting before the front door slammed shut.
Then there was silence. That was probably scarier than having to listen to my parents yell death threats at each other. I waited until I heard my mom open the cupboards and sit down. Most likely to down a few drinks.
I let out a small breath. It was either that or she called me out to spend some quality mother daughter time.
I don’t really like my family. Things would be a lot easier for me if I was a witch like Xavier. I’d have so many more options, but…that’s not the case.
I pushed myself off the wall and headed for my most recent favorite past time. One I didn’t want my parents knowing about. A rag hung in the middle of the room isn’t a great way to hide stuff, I admit. However my parents never come inside my room for some reason, so this is just a commodity.
I found this treasure on the internet through pure luck and at a nice price. Not very surprising since anything supernatural related is pretty much going out of ‘fashion’.
I got myself a brewing station as it’s called. It even came with a fancy recipe book!
I’m not really that talented when it comes to making magical potions…actually I haven’t yet made a successful one! But there are a lot of different things I can make with this station…things some people are willing to pay for.
And that is how I’m going to get out of here. With cash overflowing in my pockets and a f*ck you at my parents.
Certainly not by deciding to be a brave little girl by telling daddy and mommy that what they’re doing isn’t very nice.
I don’t know how I get myself into these situations. It really feels like bad luck sometimes.
“Give me reflexes.” I muttered while releasing some magic. I’ve been wanting to try another spell to see if it would work. And well, I don’t need to give myself courage anymore.
“Hey! We’re talking to you!” An annoyed Oliver said as he grabbed my shoulder to spin me around.
But I’m tired of being pushed around. I hit his arm away as harshly as I could.
“Screw off and leave me alone will you?” I snapped at a very surprised Oliver.
This was the first time they’d ‘officially’ bullied me since I’d confronted Edmund three days ago. They sure hadn’t stopped picking on me in class. It was obvious Edmund hadn’t relayed the message, so I needed to make it clear that I was done with this cr*p.
Edmund suddenly stepped forwards and reached out to give me a nice shove backwards.
But the spell had kicked in and I easily dodged it. Much to my surprise actually.
Edmund stumbled forwards, carried by his own momentum.
I wanted to do a little fist pump for actually having avoided that, but I was afraid of what Edmund was going to do.
With good reason!
Looking pissed off beyond reason Edmund swung at me and I just narrowly missed being hit by his punch.
I quickly backed away from him. I was actually surprised at this sudden burst of anger and it didn’t really feel like I was the one who’d managed to make him that angry.
All thought was suddenly thrown out of my head as Edmund’s fist connected with my face. The spell had worn off too quickly and my face was already beginning to sting.
Edmund didn’t look like he was going to stop with just a punch though. He was still angry enough to land a few more.
And he managed to land a couple more before Oliver rushed in and pulled him back.
The bullying had only ever went as far as a few shoves, verbal insults and stealing. Never this bad. Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to try and fight back… Especially if my spells last five seconds.
“Dude stop it!” Oliver snapped at Edmund before dragging him away.
I got up with a groan, hating that my face was bleeding again.
I was surprised to see Teo had stayed back. Delivering the final blow?
“We didn’t know Edmund would do that.” He said. I kept silent, only giving him a cold stare. “I asked him to go easier on…” He sighed. And I had no idea what he was trying to say. Nor did I care at this point.
“Look, I just hope this won’t affect your performance in the competition.” Teo finally spat out…with what looked almost like a friendly smile? I’m decidedly confused.
Teo exhaled awkwardly as I refused to respond in any way. Without another word he left to catch up with Oliver and Edmund.
I wanted to punch the wall and kick the fence! But I didn’t. Instead I stayed frustrated, mostly at how I was going to find a believable excuse as to why my face was messed up.
Yeah, see you at the competition, if I ever get to go now!
My internal frustrations were interrupted when some girl walked over to me, quite obviously examining my wounds.
Now that I think about it, it’s probably the first time anyone’s seen me get bullied (apart from Erin that is) and actually come to see me afterwards. But I was too angry at that point to really care.
“Are you okay? I saw what those guys did.” She said, giving me a friendly concerned smile.
That only frustrated me more though. All I could see on her face was pity. But I don’t need pity! All I need right now is to go see Jupiter and take him out for a ride.
I rolled my eyes and pushed past her.
It was much too late for pity.
I clenched my fists as my anger rose again. Today has once again shown me who my real problem is.
Dang Ed, you’re making this hard for people to like you. Messing up my heir’s face like that! Tut tut
Side note! I accidently had free will maxed out when I loaded the game and this was Xenia’s very first autonomous interaction.
Pillow fighting with Teo. I found it quite amusing that she would choose him out of all people.