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OOC: Part 2 of Andrion's history. I learnt that due to a teacher's strike I don't have five hours of physics tomorrow morning, meaning I don't have to study for it, so I managed to do this today.
It was Andrion's twelth birthday. But he had nothing to celebrate. He had never had a real birthday. Only days, which were like every other day in his life. His father made his life hell and although Andrion wanted to be able to love him lately he had found that feelings, which once might have been love between a child and his father were turning into hate.
At times he felt a hate so profound that it must have shown. But his father never noticed anything. Whether it was due to the effects of alcohol, or the lifestyle Edward Wilgor led, all the attention he payed to his son, was a negative comment here and there, or frequent beatings.
Lately Andrion had frequently crept out at night, when his father was in his drunken dreams. He knew the risks of being caught, but for the first time in his life he felt as if he was slowly starting to fight back against his father. The "despised one", he sometimes called him.
Andrion had even found a friend two months ago. A cast out by society. Cast out, as himself, who had never been able to integrate his own age group. The woman, known only under the name of Callana, practiced the most ancient of professions. She sold her body. Yet although she knew more men in the town than any other woman, the society would never accept her, and her company was only desired in nighttime.
One night after a customer left her home she spotted Andrion on the street. Surprised at what a twelve year old boy could be doing on the street she called him in. It was when they met for the third consecutive night that Andrion started telling her about his father.
It turned out that she had already "met" him a few times. They shared stories, and slowly an unlikely friendship was formed between them.
But a week ago everything had gone wrong. Andrion's father visited Callana again, and the woman accidentally let slip a comment about Andrion. Edward Wilgor proceeded to beat the truth out of her, and that night when Andrion sneaked out he was waiting for him.
After that incident Andrion was locked up in his room for three days without food and water. The day he was let out of his room Andrion had lost over eight pounds and was suffering from an illness.
For several days he could only crawl out of his room for a few bites of food, some drink, or to relieve himself. All the time he was at a war with himself. The part of himself, which still regarded his father as someone worthy of respect was slowly losing ground to intense feelings of hate and disgust.
The years had not been kind to Edward Wilgor. In the last five years he had gained 70 pounds and his health had gotten worse due to regular intake of large amounts of alcohol. Andrion, even though he was only twelve years old realised that at this rate his father was going to die in less than a decade.
But he was not sure, whether he wanted to wait.
He finally healed from the illness, which had made him weak, on the day of his birthday. The whole day his father did not speak a single word to him. At least he did not give Andrion a new beating. But for Andrion it was the last drop. The inner battle had been decided. Tonight it was going to happen. He just hoped that his father was drunk enough when he got back, and after that Andrion would have no problem doing what he had in mind.
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