Chapter II : Independent
Today i receive a letter from Micae’s
second wife saying how sorry she was and she had no idea that Harriet would
ever do something so horrible, yeah right she’s sorry after she abused Anllex
too! Another moron i recognize again. That letter i received just ruin my mood
to start the day, making me sick and crying for remembering Anllex, he’s a
lovely and innocent boy, the only family i really loved after my sick mother.
However, i have to get myself ready to start a normal independent living since
i was 13 but this is hard, i mean now it’s hard, i have my own real job after
graduating successfully and officially from an institution that i actually
liked, thanks to uncle Bernard. Now i work in this art institution far away
from London, far away from my hometown but still in the same country, i worked
as a practical teacher, or an apprentice one and still having a supervisor, i
dont like it though, i dont like being watched and yeah i am pretty nice to my
students but i also need a fucking privacy!. This art institution is built by a
french man who is apparently a long-distance family of mine, his name is
Apollinaris which is also the name of the art institution where i worked at, so
yeah i’m a Visual Art teacher in Apollinaris Art Institution, and i also accompanying
or lead an art appreciation class. Basically my goal in life is to have my own
studio where i can publicly create my arts through paintings and showing it
off, maybe teaching lads or young generations about art appreciation and
definitely about visual arts, being a private teacher is nice too, no one is
actually watching me so strictly and easily judge me.
The next day, as usual i have my earnings
per hour and it’s not too big, not too small, enough to live my life alone,
without a partner, and i can admit that i’m not the type of person who can be
in love so easily, i have tried though but sorta failed because i see all women
are gold-digger except little girls, they’re innocent and i definitely have no
rights to be in love with them and obviously because i dont want to, im not a
pedophile like my father, i mean like Micae. It’s been five months after my
graduation and four months after getting a right but uncomfortable job, but all
thanks to my uncle Bernard for raising me as his son-in-law since he never had
a son and only had one daughter whose name is Johanne and i can tell that he
always wanted a son although he is a very friendly and soft person with round
body type and a thick white moustache, he’s Micae’s older brother, the only
sibling Micae ever had but Micae himself never been so grateful to have a
responsible older brother, also my uncle refuse to run the family business
after grandfather died, so uncle Bernard decided to give it to Micae and yeah
the whole business runs nicely and successfully that so many itchy gold diggers
are flirting Micae, and from what i heard from uncle Bernard, Micae was always
cheating on Harriet althought she already caughts him, he still continue to do
so and so foolishly she still wants to be with him, and that was at the
early stage of their relationship, so fucked up.
This morning, uncle Bernard pays me a
visit and bringing some souvenirs from India with his wife, my parents never
did that.. and also they asked me about how have i been living in this small
shotgun house with stores next to it, it’s minimalist but enough for a spouse,
my preparation for a very small family, im planning to have a simple wife and
one kid, no other wife, no cheating, just a simple family away from horrid kind
of family. Anyway, uncle Bernard had been asking about how my career goes, when
will i get marry, we were joking and i told him that i will collect savings as
much as it could be so i can afford more than just feeding myself also getting
married is a huge step to me, take caring my brother Anllex was pretty hard
because i really have to convince my friends so my brother could live in their
house not me in the barn while i work as a carpenter and a horse keeper so i
can feed my brother too, well .. enough about past, now its just myself, living
alone and being independent again.
This boring life but i really feel
grateful about everything in it, still havent found the right one, and yeah
thankfully i have good students and two faithful friends who had been helping
me since i was running away from my sick family, they’re Adam and Adrian
Grigonstantu whose parents hiring me to take caring their horses and guarding
their ranch every night with Adam and Adrian’s big brothers also letting me to
sleep in the barn, honestly they are like my family too but they thought i hate
them when uncle Bernard took me into his custody in London but i always send
them letters although i never receive replies, i stopped sending them letters
after uncle sent me to the art school and i started to focus myself in it. And
when i return to Romania, I visit Grigonstantu family and there i reunite with
them all, some of the brothers got married already including my friend Adam and
my favorite horse just died because of old age, so many things have changed
except my strong friendship and somehow they still trust me and they told me
how they thought i hated them but i told them all, i manage to told them that i
am so grateful to have found them all, and sadly all my letters weren’t sent so
successfully because apparently i have been sending it to the false address
which making the post officers to kept all the letters in the nearby office so
i went there first and take all the letters under my name and directly sending
it to Grigonstantu family after i reunite with them then i continue my journey
to the art institution that accept me to work in there also quickly getting a
simple house for me to live my life independently, pretty much independently.
Next month, I’ll turn 23 years old and I heard about my cousin Johanne’s twin
daughters are having birthday but they aren’t going to celebrate it, and as my
thankful little thing to show, I’ll send a gift for them and a gorgeous
painting i made, it’ll cost much money but i know it will never be worth enough
for their help when i was trying to save my brother although it was failed but
at least i get a help and they were somehow willing to throw their times and
money just for me, who am i to bother their life together? But i promise myself
to pay all the kindness people had gave to me like Grigonstantu family, Johanne
and her husband William Shire, and of course my uncle Bernard.
To be continued..
P.S this was taken from my other site (a
wordpress) https://yessiitrian.wordpress.com/. Am no
longer using the site.
Made on September 4th, 2016
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