Boyfriend Let His Side Chick Ruin My Painting, Now He Regrets. novel Chapter 62

His head hung low, hands in his hair pulling them, his body was shaking. Chloe didn't realize that she was crying, hesitantly she held his arm and rubbed it in a soothing manner. He looked away from her and continued.

"W-when I woke up, I was in my room. My mom was sitting beside me with Lucy in her lap, she was looking in space, long red hand prints was merged on her face. Her left eye was blue, she was looking dead. I felt like my heart would stop, seeing her like that. I tried to sit that is when she came out of her trance and told me to lay down. I did as she told but I desperately wanted to see my father, so I asked her. "Mom where is dad? I-Is he a-alright?" She started crying and I panicked "Mom p-please tell me."she sobbed, "Your d-dad is in heaven. He l-left us." I was numb my father was no more. I never saw my fathers face for the last time, neither my mother took us to his grave. I wanted to ask her how my father died? Why that bastard hit her? What happened that day? When ever I tried to ask her, she would scold me coldly and would warn me not to talk about that day again. Days passed by and our condition worsened. Mom started working as a chef in a restaurant, and I would look after Lucy she was just two years old. One day some goons came to our house. They started shouting at my mom for their money. I couldn't understand what was happening. They threw us out of our house and declared our house to be their property as we are unable to pay the money. They also warned us to pay them as soon as possible. We were left with nothing and no one to ask help from. We spend our days on the streets with the group of few people who were kind enough to provide us one time bread. They were poor and had a small container like shelter as their home. After the house was lost my mother lost her job without any reason. My mom was losing a lot of weight she was so thin. Every day I tried to earn money by washing dishes to cleaning shoes I did everything but that money wasn't enough to save us from those monsters. The day I dreaded the most came, those goons took us to their place which was not less than a mansion. Their boss snatched Lucy from my mom and threw her on the floor, In rage I charged towards them but was thrown back On the floor because of the big blow of the hockey on my back. They all started laughing. My mom tried to held Lucy and screamed my name. She was begging them to let us go. But they weren't listening. One of the goon brought a whip and started whipping me I cried when the leather tore my flesh apart. I saw through my peripheral vision their boss took my mom in one of the rooms, I could hear her screams, Lucy was crying on the floor her head was bleeding, I tried to stand but those goons didn't stop and continued their assault on my back, I couldn't hear my mom's screams anymore. I couldn't feel my back I wasn't able to move. I was slightly conscious and slightly not. I felt my body being picked up and then thrown in the van. The next time I opened my eyes I was in the back yard of our house, and they were burying my mom in our garden, she wasn't breathing, there were barely any clothes on her and her body was bathed in blood. I was held by one of the goons, I screamed on top of my lungs when they threw my mom like a rag doll in that grave and buried her completely under the ground, I screamed, begged them, but they didn't stop instead one of the man said, "She's dead! So, thank us that we are burying her and not cutting her into pieces for wild animals." They left me there, I sat there for hours without blinking my life was gone. I was breathing but I wasn't alive, I saw a sharp piece of glass near the plants I picked it and was about to end my life but the crying of a Bay stopped me. I hysterically looked for the source and found Lucy near the gate on the floor crying. In that agonizing moment I smiled for my sister, and she stopped crying and smiled while saying "Andy". She was unaware that she is an orphan now. I cried holding my sister in my arms, I was about to kill my self then who would look after her. I will live for my sister."

He was sobbing by now, his form trembling even Chloe was crying ,she holds Andrew closer to her, his head resting on her chest, she was hugging him to provide comfort. Long forgotten what he did to her, she was too lost at the moment to pay any heed to it.

"Somehow I again find those street peoples, they were so sorry for us. The woman there who became close to my mom was Jess, she tends to our wounds, she cried for the loss of her friend. She was the one who took care of us. Even tho she didn't have enough to give us but still she took care of us. I started working different jobs waiter, painter anything to feed my sister. She started forming full sentences while talking with her own accent. She was my life. The most precious thing I had. She was so adorable."

He smiled while talking about her, and separate himself from Chloe he took out his phone and showed her the picture of his sister. Chloe was crying and smiling at the same time while looking at the picture it was the mini Andrew version the difference is that she had a pony tail. But what confused her was that where is she now?

Andrew: She was three years old when she fell sick, when we consult the doctor he said that Lucy is diagnosed with leukemia. It was like my life is going to be snatched from me. But doctor said she'll be fine if we admit her immediately and more than thirty thousand dollars were needed to start the procedure. I was going ballistic, I didn't have that much money and nobody will lend me this much money. I didn't know what to do. I was crying miserably. Nothing was coming in my mind except that one person who can help me. I went to his company, I didn't even know why I came here after his cruel behavior towards me and my mom when my father died. But still he was our family once. With heavy heart I went in his cabin with the secretary. When he saw me he smiled not the genuine one but the evil one."

Andrew closed his eyes, with tears streaming down his face. He was panting furiously. Chloe was nervous, but she keeps stroking his arm to sooth him. She herself was crying.