It Will Never Happen

The resentment remains within Allaine's eyes, not having the means or measures to take actions. He just stares at Francisco as If staring at the most disgusting garbage he's ever seen in his entire life.

News of raping, murder and other crimes are rare to Allaine as they don't have radios, television or any kind of the way to know what's happening around the country... So seeing someone like Francisco is one the first time he boares resentment toward the other person

"Hey, kid... That glare, will you please stop It? It's getting irritating, don't get cocky just because I'm acting friendly with you"

The warnings of Francisco didn't calmed Allaine's resentment towards him. More like, It continued to blaze more! More fire, blaze, and flame, holocaust resided deep within his eyes.

Seeing that eyes of Allaine, Francisco's crimson bloodshot eyes grew wider... The lustrous color of the nerves inside his eyes had gained more hue and as If trying to face off with Allaine's emotions, he glares at him back with the same level of anger... But these two, Allaine and Francisco has a huge difference between them. That Is... Francisco can actually do something to Allaine

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As If their eyes emitting signals, Francisco kicked away the dust at the iron floor and grabbed Allaine's head with rough, thick hands filled with scars he gained from multiple sexual assault he'd been doing for years

Then, he used that same hand of his to smash Allaine's head to the floor! The impact is enough for Allaine's head to recoil and bounce back to his hands, only for It to be smashed again at the cold, iron floor...

It happened so suddenly, he barely had the time to even think about things and how It led to this. He stares at the iron wall just beside him with his eyes still having trouble to ascertain the situation or the line of events that led to this

Eventually, lustrous, crimson liquid flowed at Allaine's head. The blood flowed past within his eyes, marking It red the same red eyes Francisco has. The blood flowed past within his mouth, resulting for him to taste the iron like taste of the liquid. The blood finally stopped flowing at the cold floor... Not having the initial momentum It had when It first flowed out...

Using his thick hands once again, he grabbed Allaine's hairline and raised to line with his face

"Look, kid, you'll only look at others like that when you're going to start a fight... So don't blame me for doing that to you. You wanna fight, right? I'll give It to you, alright. You arrogant, piece of crap"

The knees that are supposed to be used for walking and running are now being used to kick Allaine. Exerting the force It used, Allaine's body flew a little bit. The chains within hands stopped to flew so far but that same chains left him with a broken right shoulder, and reopening his wound at the right shoulder once again...

"What... the... hell..."

Rational thinking and the calm state of mind had been long gone inside Allaine's head. What's inside his head right now is just darkness, utter darkness. His head is empty, his head that was filled with fire earlier got distinguished and was replaced with pure darkness and shadows

Approaching Allaine, he once again like what he did earlier, raised him up by grabbing his hairlines for his face to line up with his own

"Oi kid, you have a dream too, right? Like mine, you're young. You're not a kid If you don't have a dream, you know?"

"A... dream..."

That one word is what made Allaine's face bright up a bit and return to It's normal complexion. His once dead eyes returns and his soaked from blood mouth finally speaks:

"That's... right... I want to make a place... for my family... to... live in peace... without worrying about... money..."

While still stuttering on his words and having a hard time moving his tongue, he lets out his dream! His whole meaning for existing as Allaine Monillas! He reveals It to Francisco Carritero!

The light of his way finally came for him, giving him hope once again! Like a lantern guiding his path in the midst of all the shadows and darkness looming around him!

But in response to Allaine's reveal of his dream, Francisco once again used his thick hands and slapped the soul out of Allaine. The light that came for him, vanishing within the shadows once again

"What the hell are you saying, kid? It won't come true, eveerrrrr!"

"Huh?"

END OF CHAPTER 45