THE BATTLEFIELD OF LOVE
Part 90's. Moscow 5
"Oh, Father and Mother's house." I went there and saw the house. Inside there are still some photos and paintings of Mother who is well taken care of. When Dad married Margarita the house was not occupied anymore because Margarita wanted a new house.
But Dad didn't sell it, he took care of the house anyway. And in that house too I partly went on the run if I could not stand the Margarita's sincerity in Dad's house.
My babysitter knew I'd rather go back to my old house and we used to come back here after school or when Dad wasn't in Moscow I'd rather be there. If he sees me himself he can't bear to not sharpen his nails on me, either by insinuating me, or in some way making me uncomfortable.
It seems that my good-natured nanny reported to Dad, so Dad always leaves people to take care of this house. If I go there, there's food. Come to think of it, you also made an effort so that I could survive.
Of course my anger erupted because Dad agreed to send me to Canada. It was mostly due to Margarita's devious game. She's afraid her son is compared to me in academic achievement. Aunty also tried to foil the plan, she lost talking to the snake, I was sent to Montreal anyway.
Dad probably thought that if I were in Canada, both me and him would be free from the cold war, what he didn't consider was that I was still only 13, and feel banished to a remote place away from my own home.
But then even though it was originally a curse, it was now a blessing. I benefit from learning to be independent.
"I'll visit the house later, all these years I haven't had a chance to visit it."
"That's gonna be great. You may be able to see what you want to fix if you want to stay there. Monica if you like it or want to renovate just tell Uncle. If not, you can buy a new house. That's a pretty big house a pity if it's not occupied." Father's words were not wrong but I saw Svetluny who was smiling flatly, she would not let go of this matter. I had to persuade her to forget what she heard.
"Yes Uncle." Svetluny agreed, but it was actually just a shortcut out of the dispute. The real trouble will arise when we return to the hotel, he will chase me all out.
After dinner passed, Sergie seemed to avoid talking to me. She joined her mother, the safest place for her now. Under his mother's wing. Where his courage a while ago that said it would hit me.
One moment he got off the back of his mother and I went up to him.
"What's wrong with you, it seems you've lost the courage to talk." He looked at me with hateful eyes.
"What do you want? Wanna fight?"
"Who said I'm afraid where do you want to fight?"
She looked at me with a look of hate, I looked at her with a big smile . Looks like the prestige is still running.
"That's good spirit, go to Anthony's training ground. Let's see if your big mouth suits your abilities."
"I'll make sure you lose."
"I'm waiting for you there."
Svetluny looked at me as I returned to her side.
"You like to look for trouble." He must have noticed we were threatening each other.
"If he's not controlled now it will be difficult to control him later. That's for future investments, baby."
"Investment of the future. It's up to you."He just shrugged his shoulders.
No matter my way, it might be very wrong before his eyes.
What is clear is that tomorrow the rancid bastard will lose. I've honed my fist. Prepare to give him a punch that he will remember for the rest of his life. Back when he was a kid he would be in his mother's favor, even when he took my toy.
Now I won't budge anymore.