Antagonist
Chapter 8. Sleeping Bare

"blood? Why am I happy to see them hurt? How happy were they when they cried out for forgiveness from my father? A... Am I really smiling?" That's what Edward had in mind for a moment.

But just a few seconds her eyes turned to Rachel. The love was there, she hugged him tightly, grateful that the breath was still there. Thankful that her eyes are still open.

"Rachel, A. I'm glad you hit them. A...me... Am I a bad person?" Edward asked frankly with his feelings.

Rachel shook her head."Did young master pity to see me?"

Edward quickly nodded, his tears flowing."My chest hurts, like it's about to die."

"I. That means young master is not a bad person." The words he spoke in a whisper.

Rachel was glued for a while, starting to think a little. There is no definitive study of psychopaths. Some say the damage in his brain to be unable to feel emotions. Mental illness that cannot be cured. Some argue it may be because of the childhood environment of the sufferer.

He looked at Edward. The child can be frightened, can tremble, can cry this sincerely. Perhaps, it may be that mental illness is suffered due to childhood violence that accumulates.

This child still has a heart, a heart that is thinning, like a sand palace swept by the tide. What would Rachel do? Building the sand castle back. Maybe Edward wasn't meant to be a psychopath from birth.

"We're going to the ambulance," Edward smiled trying to lift Rachel's body in bridal style.

Bugs!

But they were children, too weak and short. Two kids fell in the end. There's no cool action saving Rachel, like in the movie.

"It hurts!" rachel was back on the floor.

"Ma... sorry!" Said Edward quickly, turning to pull Rachel's feet to immediately take him out.

"Either why do I remember one of the plots, when he dragged a dead body down a dark alley." Rachel's inner heart wants to cry out, but it can't, having to appreciate Edward's efforts to take her out.

While Flint who saw everything instead of helping, thinning his lips held back his laughter. It's like a white mouse that wants to steal a fish the size of its body. Tugging at him, trying to drag him.

But in the end the father laughed, walking closer, lifting Rachel's body.

"Dad! Just let me!" Edward said seriously, not wanting Rachel to be appointed by someone else.

"What would a skinny rat like you do? It's like carrying a corpse..." Flint clenched his forehead, jeez his bowed son is really sweet.

"A.I.I..." Edward was silent, clasping the girl's hand in the end.

Rachel's eyes turned to Edward occasionally at Flint carrying her. It's really just miscommunication. The father really loved his son.

*

What happened after? The atmosphere came back awkward, everything was silent. Kala Edward guarded beside him, reluctant to move even though he also suffered minor injuries.

As if afraid of losing it. While Flint was there too, bringing his work to this place. Occasionally peeking out from behind the file, gulping his saliva. Maybe he felt guilty for his son.

"Rachel ate a lot! To be healthy quickly!" Said Edward in a cheerful tone. Making his father who was drinking water choked.

How can his son be so considerate, even so sweet. Back a little peek behind the file he was working on.

Rachel stared at Flint, her face slightly smiling. Sweet daughter, if you can Flint also want to have a daughter. Should it be adopted to accompany Edward?

The girl grabbed a knife, peeled an apple."Just let me!" Edward said quickly.

But the girl shook her head. Peeling then cut the rabbit-shaped apple.

"Share it with the big lord! The great lord has saved us." Rachel smiled.

But no, Edward moved, walked up to his father carrying a small plate with pieces of the fruit."Thanks!" His son bowed, though still speechless expressionlessly.

"Thank you for coming. Even though I killed my own mother..." Edward thought his father hated him.

Haru's taste enveloped Flint, the first meal his little son had served. Be honest! She wants to cry. But I can't! As a father, you have to charisma.

"Thank you! Even if the apple cut is ugly." The answer from Flint restrained his nervousness.

Rachel clenched her forehead, staring at the flat facial expression of Edward, who was used to not getting attention.

"At first I thought you were smart and handsome! It turns out you're just an idiot!" Rachel's growled trying to hold back her smile.

"Hugs!"

"Hugs!"

"Hugs!"

Shouted Rachel suddenly from the patient's bed, witnessing such an awkward scene.

"A.. Dad, I went to the toilet-" Edward's diversion sentence was cut off.

Flint suddenly hugged the 10-year-old's body tightly."Forgive me.." said the father in the end.

Two words that made Edward round his eyes for a moment. Then hugged his father's body tightly.

"Why apologize? I'm guilty of murdering my mother." A simple question from his son.

"A..Dad apologize! I don't know..." Flint said without further explanation.

Edward just nodded, saying nothing. Can you forgive your father? I don't know, he doesn't know his own feelings. Like a sand palace that has been eroded by the waves, it can be rebuilt.

"Well! That's so good! Father and son should get along! At least once a day hugs!" Rachel's voice smiled with anxiety, showing her row of toothless teeth.

But miraculously, Edward pushed his father, ran up to Rachel, climbed into the patient's bed."I'd rather hug you!" He said with a flat face, hugging Rachel tightly.

"Edward! You are still in treatment too! Your room is next door!" Flint got up from the floor.

But like a sweet kitten, his beloved son put on a sad look on Rachel."Ra's... Rachel, I'm afraid to sleep alone. A. I'm afraid of nightmares," the lie, the manipulative nature it does have early on.

"Fear of nightmares? Then you can sleep with the big master (Flint) alone." A quick sentence from Rachel, he will be a liaison between a stupid father and his son who at any time can become a psychopath in the future.

"No! I don't want to!" Not to be outdone, Edward sulked like a child. Utilize Rachel's weaknesses to achieve her goals. Sleep in this place.

"Then-" Rachel thought for a moment, glancing at Flint who was trying hard to hide her disappointed expression.

*

"Rachel are you asleep?" Edward's voice was heard staring at the ceiling of the VVIP nursery.

There was no answer just a subtle snoring that sounded. Edward's body was hugged from behind, he should have met red and then turned back to hug him, right? Find his comfort.

But dear thousand, Rachel was in a different bed with him. The one who hugged him from behind was his own father.

It's not comfortable being with this guy. At least that's what Edward had in mind.

"Edward what if I adopt Rachel as your sister?"