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Luis stormed into his room, violently shutting the door. The floor shook and the noise only added to his anger. He was fuming...he was raging and his emotions were definitely out of control. He was sweating and his wound had once begun hurting but that was nothing compared to what he was feeling. He was really angry and he hated Aidan so much.
"No..." Luis screamed, furiously putting his hands on his head.
"No..." He walked straight to his bed and hit his fists on it so hard. Then he gripped the bedding in a fist as his breaths became really violent. In one swing, he pulled the beddings from the bed, throwing them away. Then he began hitting on the bed as hard as he could. He was trying to get rid of his anger but it just kept on increasing. His heart was pounding deep in his chest, threatening to rip out.
"No!" He cried out in pain.
He didn't like the way he was feeling at all. He just wanted to get rid of everything that had happened. He was trying to forget but it just wasn't working. All he kept on seeing were the pictures of what had happened a few minutes ago and how his father had ruined his life, his own father.
Luis furiously sat on the bed, burying his head in his palms. He then gripped his hair so hard, pulling on it as hard as he could.
"Ah!" He screamed, furiously getting up from the bed. Never in his entire life had he ever felt like that before. He wanted to vent out his anger on something but want. "Fuck..." He screamed, moving from side to side, pulling on anything that he saw.
He kept on throwing and disarranging things that he saw, hitting his head from time to time. In less than a minute, everywhere was a mess. He screamed his anger out till he couldn't do it anymore. He was filled with so much rage. His eyes were blood red and he had even forgotten the number of times that he had to rub his tears. It was really so bad.
Hitting things as he screamed, Luis heard the door opening. He didn't even bother to see who it was but if it was that foolish boy, god help, Luis was gonna hit him so hard. He didn't care what was gonna happen next, he just wanted to ruin the life of the boy that had ruined his.
Ignoring the footsteps that were coming closer, he stormed to a nearby wall and hit his head so hard. He didn't even feel any pain. He just wanted to die with the way that he was feeling at that moment.
"Luis!" He heard his sister's voice. "Luis, stop it."
Hearing that voice which at least gave him some hope, he raised his face and stared at her. He still was angry but he couldn't hurt his only sister. He loved her a lot and he knew he could count on her.
"Oh my god," Hanna gasped, staring at his forehead. "You are bleeding. Let me..."
"Forget it," Luis snapped, getting away from her. "What's the point?" He furiously walked from side to side. "My father has just ruined my life."
"I understand you." Hanna said in a serious tone. She too was angry at her father for doing that to her only brother. "But that wound needs to be attended to. Its bleeding again and I don't want..."
"This is nothing." Luis fumed, pointing angrily to his wound. He could truly feel that he was bleeding but he absolutely didn't care. "It is nothing compared to what I am feeling. I don't care if I bleed to death. That will be better than what my father has done to me."
"Stop saying that," Hanna said, putting her hand on her brother's shoulder. "I really understand you. I know exactly how you feel right now. Believe me I do. What father has done is unfair. It is that boy's fault and I hate him for that. He lied to father and..."
"I don't care that he lied." Luis bellowed. "I don't give a damn about it. He has ruined my life completely and I hate him for that."
Just then, the door opened again and his mother came rushing in together with his granny. When she saw the state he was in, she gasped and rushed to him. She held him tightly but he brushed her and angrily groaned. She noticed just how her son was. She even got scared with the kind of anger that he was expressing.
"Luis!"
"Mother, please..." He said angrily, hitting his head once again.
"Luis! Your wound is bleeding again." Ruby said with concern. "Please, stop hitting yourself. You'll only hurt yourself even..."
"Hurt?" Luis chuckled bitterly. "This is nothing to what I am feeling. I am already hurt with father's actions back there. How could he do this to me? I am his fucking son." Luis didn't care the language he was using in front of his mother and his granny. "He was supposed to favor me and punish that foolish boy. Now he has me married to that...that..." he had no word to use on that foolish boy. He felt like his heart was about to blow up. So many words were ringing in his mind, giving him a really sharp headache. "How could he do this to me? '" He said, tears forming in his eyes. "Is he even my real father?"
"Don't say that?" Granny begged. "He is your father."
"Then why..." He gulped, gesturing with his hand. "...why did he do that to me? Why did he have to ruin my life like that?"
"You don't understand any..."
"What's there to fucking understand?" Luis yelled, filling the whole room with his angry voice. "There is nothing you can say to justify what he did back there." He pointed angrily towards the door. The people that were with him couldn't believe that Luis was that angry. He had never spoken to any of them in that manner and not to talk of seeing him that angry.
"I hate him so much for this." Luis seethed, breathing harshly. His breath came out so harsh, it made him fume.
