Nathan couldn't stand living with his parents any longer, his brother Alan was kicked out of the house when he was fourteen, and he wanted to pack his bags and leave without looking back. His parents were monsters in sheep's clothing, he wouldn't offend the wolves with such nonsense.
He returned home after a tiring day, he didn't study in the city where he lived, a metropolitan city about two hours from where his brother lived.
With each passing day, he felt like packing his bags and disappearing into the world, as his brother had been forced to do.
"Where would I go?" Nathan thought as he crossed the living room, which was located at the entrance to the house, it had a corner sofa, retractable, a coffee table that his father always used to prop up his filthy feet, on the white wall, however yellowish it was, there was a television placed on a stand, its size was exaggerated, 50 inches, his father had justified that it was to have a cinema at home, but the truth was to watch his much loved soccer, which by the way was hated by Nathan.
What he saw was the height of macho masculinity, misogynistic and, last but not least, toxic to those around him. The situations he went through at home made his stomach churn, the fear ate him up from the inside out, he did everything possible and impossible to spend as much time away from home as possible, away from the people who raised him, and who mistakenly believed they had expelled their "defective" son and fortunately, in their minds, they raised the perfect son, as they had always imagined, an "alpha male" according to his father.
What Nathan's parents didn't suspect was that lightning could strike twice in the same place, yes, if you're wondering if Nathan is gay, you've hit the nail on the head.
Turning left, he saw his father coming out of his room. He opened his mouth to ask him what had happened, but was surprised by a punch in the face on his left side, followed by two more, and two more, Nathan cringed in pain, making it easier for the monster he had called his father to knock him to the ground, punching him again and again. He didn't need a single word, he understood very well why his father, if he could call him that from now on, did such a thing, he understood that his lies had been discovered.
"Who was the bastard who told me what I was hiding so well?" He thought, tears streaming down his face without his permission.
It hurt his soul what his father was doing, he really was a monster in sheep's clothing, Nathan had been very naive to believe that they "his parents" would accept him, that their minds had been changed, that they had finally changed, I don't know, turned the key and finally come to the 21st century, but he had been terribly wrong.
Clara always pretended on her calls with Alan, whenever he hung up on her, not caring much what she thought, his anger shining maliciously in his gaze.
As Nathan was always very clever, whenever his mother called his brother, he left the house, because he knew that Clara would start breaking everything in sight.
There on the floor, receiving all the hatred his father harbored, and now taking it out on him, he saw his world come crashing down.
- You little faggot - His father had finally begun to distill his hatred into words, he was never satisfied.
- You disgusting faggot, your race should be wiped off the face of the earth.
The tears mixed with blood that dripped from his mouth and nose stained the wooden floor of the house.
- Why couldn't he be the perfect son? - he asked, tired of beating his son so much.
Nathan didn't dare answer him, he just stood there, praying that his father would leave him alone, he really was the second heartbreak that children gave to their parents.
Seeing that Alec would stop at nothing to beat Nathan, I, as destiny, couldn't let Nathan die.
Somewhere undefined...
In the afterlife...
- Time, do something - I said, terrified.
Nathan couldn't die.
As Fate, I can't let that happen.
- I can't do anything Destiny, only you can do something.
As I try to calm down, I take a deep breath, this really wasn't supposed to happen, everything was out of my control, I know what I can do, stop Alec from killing Nathan by beating him up, and that's what I'm going to do. I decide at the last second, seeing that Nathan can't take it any longer.
Everyone where I lived, in the afterlife, gave me an ugly look, they didn't understand what was going on, they didn't understand that Nathan had no one, that without me, he couldn't be happy at last, and that broke me into a thousand pieces.
- If you do what you're going to do, you'll lose your immortality Fate.
- I already know that Tempo. - I'm determined to do what I'm going to do.