Chapter 7: The Rise of the End 2

Chapter Seven: The Rise of the End 2.

 "I want to go and live on my own."  Lisa said in a voice devoid of feelings.

 There was an uncomfortable silence, only the sound of the pan cracking on the blue fire.

 “Ahahh!!”  Her father "William" smiled as he groaned and made exclamations.

 Tara looked at her husband with her pupil as she tilted her head towards him and then turned her face to her daughter, "Did you say something... honey?"  She said in a stuttering tone.

 "A.. I just don't want to stay here."

 Her father pulled his fist behind his back while holding his shirt, then said in a voice as if it was broken, but he did not want it to be shown to him, "So... if you want to go, why tell us?"

 "So that no one is looking for me when I'm gone... so that you don't distract yourselves from my place," she said softly.

 There was great calm again, "Hey, if you want to go, then go and don't cry again.."

 "Huh?.. hey how do you let her go, if I let her go I swear I didn't stay here either," Tara replied nervously.  She cried, irritated with anger, until her husband interrupted her, saying, "Don't you see her.. I work day and night for her, and now she's denying me, he didn't even pay for school money with her.." His tone became more broken as he hid his tears.

 He looked at 'Lia' and said, "Is that what you want..go then but me.. uh..just go."  His breath was filled with refraction.

 After getting quiet from Lecia hearing all this screaming, she said, "I'm going anyway."

 “Yes, go.” William said.

 Her mother cried, "Just a moment...just a moment."

 "Let her go.. I'm really sick."

 "I'm sick, huh?.. you don't even look at yourself, don't you think that your daughter deserves even a little bit... Aaaah, you always annoyed me by humiliating me about money and everything, do you know when I see a father holding his daughter's hand how much this breaks me, and now it may  You disowned me if they let me and don't..."

 He shouted loudly as he grabbed a glass of water and threw it to the ground forcefully, "Then go.. go.. go.. go!!!"

 Tears came out of Lesia's eyes, as if the word she had always wanted to hear had become heavy. She felt something strange that she was unable to describe in a new way, as if for a moment she had not realized the value of this word.

 She went to her room and ran.

 "Lycia..!!..Lysia!!."  Her mother yelled for her, then ran after her, leaving 'William' behind.

 He was standing quietly, his breathing hardened, and he started coughing a little and then sat on the floor with his back against the wall.

 "Let's stop, just listen to me."

 Lia closed the door behind her, but it didn't have a lock so she pushed it with both hands with all her might.

 "Honey, open the door, please."  Tears were filling her face.

 'Lia' replied silently.

 Her mother took a breath, "Honey... you know your father didn't mean what he said, see..."

 “Then why did he agree to let me go so easily and did not refuse, isn’t it like letting me walk down the road taking someone in his taxi?”

 "Open the door first, how will I understand you when you are behind the door."

 "Was it really a thin barrier preventing everyone from understanding me?" said Lisia, speaking to herself, as she turned away from the door and opened it.

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 She was lying on her mother's lap as she gently stroked her head.

 "The food is going to burn like this..." said Lesia.

 Her mother replied, "Sheesh..we can prepare new food if we lose the old, but you are more important now."

 "Hm..." She said to Leia, then began to cry silently.

 "I'm sorry mom.. I'm sorry."

 "Calm down, you are a child. Come on, smile and wipe these tears from your face... Huh.. I really don't know what you're thinking right now, but you are old and know for yourself, twenty years is not a small thing."

 "But that's not what I wanted to hear," she said to Sia inwardly.

 Her mother continued, "You know what your father is facing, but yes.. he doesn't know what is guiding you. We women are like this, so few understand us, but I really think you are a different kind of them."

 "I really think that you are different and this is not a bad thing, but every time and in any place a person will always need someone or a support to stand by him to console him, we especially women are gentle.." I grabbed her cheek and moved him right and left.

 "We are kind, we need a strong person to prevent our breakage, a strong person and at the same time gentle, but this person may be tender on the inside, but he does not know how to be gentle in front of the one he loves, and this is your father in short."

 "I do not want to force you to love any of us, but trust that we will always support you, except with one decision, which is to leave... We also need someone to stand with us, as age goes on and the days run at the speed of a missile and do not stop."

 "You what you want is to go, and we don't want you to stay with us.. I don't want to stop you but at the same time I want to because I'm afraid of losing either of you."

 “Ha... Uh, well, do you want me to stay with you longer, or do you want me to go?”

 She did not answer and was content with silence in her embrace, then her mother said quietly, "Does this mean I should stay?...Yes, I think so."

 Going down, all William had in mind was gone, he felt that everything was confused and didn't want to go so clearly.

 He wondered to himself, "Did I do something wrong? Or is what I'm doing right?"

 “Do I deserve this misery of my life? Day and night I work hard, I meet all kinds of people who would make you vomit if you talked to them, I was forced to endure and endure just for the sake of you two, and this is what I allow?, I don’t know.. A few moments ago I was smiling and now  I'm crying, this life is changing really fast."

 Tree branches swayed with their mournful leaves, the sounds of cars danced to her ears, and her breath evaporated in the cold winter air.

 At dawn that day, drowsy and sad steps emerged, carrying strange and unclear thoughts behind them.

 Lesia has gone out of her parents' house, leaving everything behind as if it were nothing.

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 "Is my life perfect? ​​But why do I feel like my life is wasted just thinking about what my life will be like in the future, and why do I think of people more than I think of myself?"

 Questions Josh had quietly asked himself, but no answer came to him.

 "I like to be good with everyone, but I am not good with myself... am I not considered one of all?"

 His steps were walking alone in a narrow and quiet street to the extreme, the lights of the houses and the lighting of the street poles were what illuminated the place in front of him.

 His feet stomped on the cold pools of water to fly some drops away.

 "Sometimes I think why am I like this?, but I don't really know why."

 "All I want is to accept myself, but how do I go home and masturbate until I fall asleep, is this a real life at all?"

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 "How I wish now and at this moment that a car would come to me and kill me... But I want my death to be quick because the pain is annoying."

 "Hmm.. will I rest after my death? Or, in fact, where will I go after my death? Will I imagine the place I want and go to it? This is nonsense about my luck and I know it."

 He stood still, then looked at the sky, it was absolutely clear, no clouds, not even stars, except for that moon shining with the light of the sun. He slowly pulled out his phone and looked at the clock, it was 9:21 PM.

 Out of his mouth were words he was unaware of when he said "I guess if I wanted to die, I'd dream of living on the moon."

 He kept looking at the moon and as the wind moved the edges of his clothes a little, white smoke came out of his mouth to make him disappear and show the moon in its best form.

 "This is stupidity... it does not extend anything to realism."

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 "You were so nice...why did you do that?"

 “You wretch should die now, you knew you were going to get closer but why didn’t you go away?”

 "How you want to live as you get closer to doing it, you must finish everything in the simplest way, it must be so fast that you can no longer decide to refuse."

 His voice was wandering in his head without stopping.. but it was difficult for him to distinguish the voice if it was really his, his eyes were dilated at most, and he blamed himself.

 He will move now and do everything to the end without backing off.

 His body swayed as he walked out of the house barefoot, broken in feelings. All he had in mind was that his mother would not touch any human beings. If he could not stop himself, he would be removing himself permanently, which would be the solution.

 "This world is very wide...and there are many people in it. Isn't it conceivable that there would be a good person who would take care of it like Aaron?"

 "How nice you are, Anna.. you would do all this for her."  Leon said to himself, in a faint whisper, with a smile on his face.

 In his area, about five hundred meters away, there was a building that was not completed, only its foundation and the foundation of four floors were built.

 Some rumors circulated among the residents of the area that the contractor had stolen the construction money and fled abroad without returning.

 What Leon thought at the time was to go and it would run its course quickly.

 After a few minutes, Leon felt that it was the shortest minutes he had ever had. That's what he thought for a moment, and then he arrived at the desired place.

 He climbed onto that building, floor by floor without even feeling his feet, the small pebbles touching his skin hard but without any reaction from him.

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 He stood tall and felt his feet hardened by the cold, feeling the air stinging his throat with every breath he took.

 He stared at the lights of the houses as far as the eye could see, then began to close his eyes a little and then opened them again and again to see the threads of light emerging from their source, the closest thing he could compare to it was the spark of flying iron.

 He took a deep breath and then turned his head in fear of jumping. He repeated it again, but to no avail until he heard a sound.

 "You're a coward, really, you're a coward."  It was the same homeless old man who hanged himself at the bridge.

 It was a strange illusion, but at the same time incredibly real.

 He looked at the homeless and said, "Who are you?"

 "You coward, let's jump."  The homeless said.

 "Am I a coward? .. But I want to do it for her. I don't want to touch her with something filthy from my shit."

 "Then why don't you jump... are you a coward?"

 Leon took a deep breath and cried, "Who are you to tell me a coward?"

 "I am you..and we are both one, I am what you want, what you will be and what you will become."

 The supervisor continued, "Come on, jump and finish it all."

 Leon calmed down without saying a word, then hugged himself weeping on the ground, he groaned in a broken and faint voice with sad gasps.

 "You are a coward."

 He hugged his feet, freezing from the cold, opened his mouth to take a strong breath and then hit his hand several times on the concrete floor of the fourth floor.

 Everything came back and became unknown.. there is no sense in staying and no meaning in going, the coward will remain a coward even after a while, and a small circle will continue to draw itself without stopping around him until the last breath of his life.

 Trees will die. Buildings will fall. Mountains will be crushed into small pebbles. Everything is meaningless with these sins.  said the homeless, sitting next to Leon's head and whispering in his ear.

 "Everything you think of your black self from inside will begin to appear on your face."

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 In a dark night without light, and every person on the face of this earth has an idea that may swirl around his mind while he is on his pillow, either a sad tear falls or he falls asleep without thinking.

 "Money is everything.. and I don't expect that my thinking will change even ten years ahead."  Paul said to himself.

 "It is the most important.. Without it, you have no value, and with it you will live until your death."

 "Everyone here is looking for him too, there is no one who does not dream of a lot of money, at least enough for his need."

 "But these will remain ideas, the reality is not happy...just living a false life in which we run after what we want without realizing it, and in the end what...death?"

 "Indeed, this life deserves this... In my opinion, it is not even worth a quarter of this, but if it is not worth it, then why was I born? Is it possible that I was born without a reason?"

 "Ha-ha-ha... I really wish I hadn't seen this life, or at least come back as a child with the utmost care of what he would play after waking up."

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 "But.. what would happen if everyone disappeared and only me stayed. It is possible that I will go to all the stores and eat everything in them without paying anything.. or hahahaha.. I might take off my clothes and run naked like crazy."

 He looked at his father, who was listening to the new radio, and then smiled. His father was staring at the radio without leaving an inch.

 "Well, when I'm alone in this world, I'll be far from these responsibilities and live happily.. I think so.. Maybe."

 "I might get bored quickly, and then die alone and quietly.. well that doesn't sound so bad."

 “And I think if everything was calm, it would do the trick.. Ha, it seems the time of hibernation until the morning.” He was covering his hand, looking at his father.

 "Tomorrow, Paul, it's time to raise money."  He spoke to himself while standing by himself with his right hand. He took one breath from his nose, then squeezed it out of his mouth and said, "Come on, Dad, it's time to sleep."

 He addressed his father.

 And all the creatures will return to a deep sleep... until they wake up to a bitter reality again.

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