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"Welcome home my dearest brother!"

Kelli exclaimed while I was struggling with the suitcases that I need to get from the compartment of my car. Of course, I was wearing gloves and face mask. I can't let dust and germs contaminate my healthy physique. 

"Can you please help? I don't need your so welcome song or any performance. I just go back to Hell, right?"

I pulled the biggest suitcase of mine and Kelli walk towards the compartment and get one to help me.
It's hard for me to leave my apartment. So, what I did was I continue to pay for my apartment so that I have place where I could run to when this house ruined my peaceful life.

"Is the bastard here?"

Kelli stop pulling the smallest suitcase she have chosen to alight from the compartment and witnessed how her eyes wander around like avoiding mine.

"N-no. He went to office earlier. I have job too but I chose to stay at home to welcome you my loving brother!"

I chuckled. At least I won't be seeing him for a while. I wonder how his mother would react if she knew that I will stay here for good. Besides, everything were own by Kelli and me.

I continue to pulled my suitcase and get to the second floor at my old room. Sudden memories attack me from the time I opened the door. I imagine myself crying inside that room with toys messed around me. A ten years old boy that was left by his mother because of being dirty. 

I heard someone cleared throat and that pulled me back to reality. I slowly turned to that person and what welcome me is her sad expression.

"Do you prefer to stay at guest room?  I can asked them to clean it quick.

Kelli suggested yet I shook my head. I know it's really hard for me to even enter this mansion because eveything recalls when I step in was all sadness and emptiness that I brought until this very moment. Tho this mansion only reminds me that I am an unwanted son, a person that has been denied even by my own family. Still, I can't let my effort and Ash going to be a waste. I need to surface all the terrors within me. I need to fight my disorder. I need to be able to touch, socialize or at least interact with others accordingly.

"It's fine. Just asked them to get the last suitcase and bring it here. Give me a moment to fix my belongings."

Kelli nod her head and leave. I went in and sigh exhaustedly while inspecting the whole room. Nothing has change aside from the toys I loved to collect were all gone. I heard the stepmother donated them to charity without my consent. It's been a long time since I inhaled the familiar scent of this room. Sadly, I never wanted to smell that scent anymore. However, I'm already here.

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I'm currently patiently waiting to be called by the psychiatrist Suga and I visited week ago to have his check-up. Today, I went here to talk to her. Suga's has been changing and the doctor said that tiniest details about him should be reported. I didn't told him that I will be going here. Besides,  he doesn't need to know.

"Ms. Robertson?"

One nurse called my attention. I stood up and raise my hand shyly. She opened the door widely for me and I went in. I caught Ms. Morgan smiling towards me as our stares met. She stood up and stretch her hands to me gesturing for a hand shake.

"Good morning Ms. Robertson! What can I do for you? Please, have a seat."

I accepted her hand and sat down after our hand shake.

"Good morning Dra. Morgan. I came here to tell you something regarding Suga."

"Oh! What about him?" She asked back and sat down comfortable to her seat and gaze at me intently.

"There was a time when he had this breakthrough. He unconciously informed me that his mom left him because he was filthy. Also, I've touched him for twice. I am not sure if he's aware or it only happen because his mind was occupied that moment."

Ms. Morgan nodded her head while listening to me.

"I believe Suga is starting to get closer to you. Like he slowly build a trust to you, that he let himself exploded like that behind the fact that you might pity him. I guess the Mom was the cause why he's like this."

"What shall I do then?"

I asked hoping that she have any idea what I should do to help. I don't pity Suga that much. I also went through a lot but I am willing to help. I don't want him to stay that way until he grows old. He deserves to have new and fresh beginning. Everyone deserves that.

"You need to look for the cause."

I furrowed my forehead. Does she mean...

"Do you want me to look for his Mom?"

"Yeah, he needs to face his sad cruel memory.  He needs closure to the past and only his mom could do it."

I shake my head hesitantly. Suga will never open up about it and he will not give me any informatiom about his mom.

"I can do that, but Suga will never allow me to do it. Besides, I don't know any information about his mom."

"Any relative? This is the only way I knew. Suga, long for his mother."

I didn't answer for a while and think. Where could I find information about her mom? Any relative? I don't kn--- yes! Why didn't I thought of it earlier! Kelli is Suga's Sister. She could help me.

I stood up abruptly and that shock Dra. Morgan. I immediately gave my apology because of my sudden action. Can you blame me? I got so excited to the fact that I can do a thing to help him. Though this idea is kinda crazy and truthfully difficult.

"I know one who could help! Thanks Dra. Morgan. I have to go. I'll be back when I have something to report again."

I pulled Dra. Morgan's hand and shake it. I was very excited and I carelessly ran toward the door when I pass by the small table beside the door and my small shoulder bag shove to the vase and it fell off the marble floor.

It's loud scattered sound sends tragic memories to my head. The shouts of my dad, the sound when he threw things to where I don't want to know. I hastily covered my ears and shut my eyes. The loud thud echoes in the room. After few moments, I felt someone tap my shoulder and when I open my eyes, it was Dra. Morgan.

"Are you okay?"

She asked worriedly. I shake my head to say yes and speedily kneel down to pick the the broken pieces of the vase. I'm feeling ashamed. I must've been careful. 

"Ouch! Shit!"

I exclaimed when the sharp edge of the broken vase wounded my palm. I unconsciously gripped my hand result of nervousness and shamefulness. I wonder how much this vase cost.

"Let me see!"

Dra. Morgan ordered me. I was forced to let go of the pieces of vase I held and she wince when she saw how deep the cut was and some dark red blood trickle onto the floor. Yet, to me I felt nothing. This cut is nothing to the deep wounds I have in my heart.

"Let me medic----

"No it's fine. It'a doesn't hurt anyway."

I cut in and didn't let her finished her sentence. I quickly took a handkerchief from the small sling bag I own and bandage it to my palm.

"We need to disinfect that Ms. Robertson"

She insisted yet I smiled and look for a reason that will convince her to let me go.

"This is fine, really. I only need to washed this later and medicate it myself. Besides, I need to chase Suga's  Sister. She has flight tonight. Yeah,  that's it!"

I divert my stares to the wall behind her. I didn't let her speak again and turned my back. I was about to pull the door when I heard her spoken that made me stop moving.

"Does anyone hurt you before?  Physically or Mentally?"

I gripped the handle bar of the door and sigh. I did not look around yet I answered.

"No one ever did. I need to go. Thanks for your moment."

Stop crying now my dear. Everything is fine now.  Daddy left, he did not hurt me. He never hurt you. Okay? Always remember Ashley that Daddy loves us and when you love someone, you never hurt them in any way.

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Update

Storm again.  Wew.