Chapter 5 - At the end of the day (III)

We heard heavy knocks on our door as we all sat there on the apartments dammed floor.

It was sudden yet not so unexpected since we all knew deep down who was knocking.

The door shook heavily when it was knocked twice this time around; a couple of more of those thunder-like knocks and the door will just fall off its hinges.

"Oi… Ahmad, Get out here!" A husky male voice yelled from the other side of the door.

I couldn't afford these bastards to break down the door, so I quickly got up and opened the door.

On the other side were two men barely a head taller than me; wearing black suits but the upper portion of their chest were exposed, with black and silver necklaces dangling on their necks.

Their neck, hands and the visible potion of their chest were heavy tattooed, one of them had a snake tatts and piercings all over his face, and the other had a lot of Japanese character and guns tattoos on his face.

They dressed like every 'gangsters' and 'scumbags' that thinks the world isn't big enough to hold their balls.

"Oi… where's your fucking pops?" The guy with the snake tattoo asked in a condescending and irritated tone, putting his hands in his pant pockets.

"Your bitch-ass pa, knows better than to make us come up here to this damn shit-hole" The other guy said as he moved closer to me, making me take a step back.

He walked into the apartment; I could not stand in his way and the other one follow suite.

"Kuro, look at this swine-hole… (spits)" he said in disgusts, looking around and spitting inside our home.

"C'mon Jiro, have a little respect to your host… they do have some certain standard" Kuro; the guy with the snake tattoo said with a mocking tongue, as he attempted to rest his back on a wall inside the house but quickly redrew and dusting the part of his clothes that barely made long enough contact with the wall in a disgusted and regretful face while muttering cusses under his voice.

Anytime rain falls, our apartment walls soak up water and mixed with normally wood-shaft that falls off the wall, you get weird mud-like stain when you touch the wall.

Same stuff stained the part of the gangster's suit that touched the wall.

"Don't tell me your bitch-ass father bailed 'again' and left you to scrap around coins 'again'? what the hell, man…" Jiro asked, displaying a grin on his face and Kuro walked towards me slowly saying "…Then let's get on with it".

He landed a front kick on stomach, sending me flying to the wall; I was stunned with the pain I felt on my stomach.

Kuro pulled out a baton from the jacket of his suit and walked towards me, while Jiro walked toward my mother who stood at the entrance of the other room (definitely woke up and ran out when she heard all our ruckus).

Genji tried to get intercept him but he was easily tossed aside like a rag, the hound then grabbed my mother by hair, dragging her before tossing her across the room, slamming against the wall and cracked it a bit, before falling to the ground like some dead thing.

Kuro began to use the baton to beat me mercilessly all over my body, I curled up like a millipede, trying to make sure he didn't hit my vital parts.

After several minutes of my body being bashed, I felt a hand grabbing my arm I put up to protect my head and neck, I struggled to push the hand; trying to resist whatever he was trying to achieve.

"Calm, the fuck down!" Kuro said coldly, as he forcefully pried my hands away and crudely grabbed my neck, lifting me off the ground with one hand.

My whole body trembled with excruciating pain, even my breathe was anything but subtle; I couldn't see my body but I could feel that I was literally beaten 'blue black' as my finger, back, feet and other parts of my body roared in pain.

At that moment, the part of my body that caused me the most pain were my 'eyes', before these very eyes were my mother and sister held like animal on their hair by Jiro and Genji;s chest was under his feet.

I couldn't stand the sight of seeing him struggling to move that cunt's leg off his chest but he was greatly incapable of moving it; even by an inch. The more Genji weakly struggled the more it seemed Jiro used more force; causing Genji to start painfully groaning with tears of sheer pain escaping from his eyes.

"…This beating is on your ass-for-a-father and it should serve as the fucking tip of the ice-berg of what we will fucking do to you if you don't try your very best" Kuro said, making my eyes timidly fall back to him; I couldn't say or do anything but watch and obey.

"…Now how about the money you owe us?" Kuro asked, scratching the bridge of his nose with the back of his wrist. I couldn't find it me to speak, so I had to try to communicate.

I feebly looked down on my right pocket; trying to make him take the money Genji and I only made today.

"What are you moving your useless eyes for?" Kuro asked in utter irritation and gripped my neck tighter, before continuing in a displeasing tone "…Say what you fucking want to say, I don't have time for your shit!".

"(Breathing hard) …Poc…R..Right(breathing hard)… Right… Poc… ket". I softly said, using all the strength I could muster but it still sounded like a weak murmur.

Kuro put his hand into my right pocket and removed the 11,740 yen from my pocket, then looked back at me blankly while Jiro began to laugh menacingly as he wiggled my mother and sister in hands, began repeatedly saying "Fucker thinks we are joking… Fucker, thinks we are joking… Fucker thinks we are joking" to himself.

"You currently owe us 274,400,000 fucking yen and you are giving us this… this shit" he rhetorically asked, before letting go of me, and I fell on the ground ungracefully like a damn cripple that couldn't move at all.

Kuro quietly walked to my sister and put his hands on her shoulder, making me very anxious of what might very positively happen in a few moments but Jiro told him to stop; which almost making me thank him aloud, but my mind somewhat sank when I heard what he said next.

"Deal with this ass-hole, he fucking tried touch me with his filthy hands early" he said, using his eye to gesture to Genji under his feet.

Kuro crunched down, grabbing Genji by his shoulders and turning over him on his belly. At that moment my mind couldn't process much of anything, the only thing I could feel were bitterness, anxiety, relief, severe pain, and everything in between.

Genji did not to struggle much but I could see pure fear in his eyes, he is probably couldn't guess what they wanted to do to him and his soul looked crushed when looking into his eye.

I didn't begin to cry and sob like my mom did but hoped they don't break Genji too much.

Kuro stretched Genji's right arm forward, he raised his baton well above his head, then brought it down with a deadly speed.

A loud crack could be heard as the baton stuck Genji's right arm; just below his elbow, causing Genji to scream in soul-twisting pain, Kuro didn't give Genji a minute to fight the excruciating pain.

Fuck-face moved to Genji's left arm, breaking his bone on with another baton strike.

Genji wailed, trembled and cried like I've seen before, and I got his reactions satisfied them as they seem to be done with us.

Kuro left Genji alone and Jiro coarsely threw my mother and sister to the damped wooden floor, the two then walked to the entrance door and opened it, before Jiro turned back and looked at me with indifference as I crawled on my knees to my wailing brother, he looked at all of us for a sec before saying - "You meet us under Uzika bridge every 2 weeks to pay a 'decent' potion of your debt. If you are late - you will be fucked up, but if you don't show up - it will be your whore-mother getting roughed-up (He said this, pointing to the bartered Genji)".

He and Kuro walked away after their final threat, leaving our entrance door open. I forced myself to stand up; staggering as I dragged my feet to the door and as I got there, I heard Kuro and Jiro chit-chatting as they walked towards the stairs.

"…That bastard had to run again, Shit!... Boss is not going to exactly thrilled" Kuro complained.

"Shut it, we have nothing to worry about as long as his family is here. His son can fill in his place" Jiro reaffirmed Kuro.

"Dude, he is a D-Grade Evolve… while his brat is E-Grade or something; the fucker can't replace Ahmad. He can't do what he can. How the fuck we use him?" Kuro asked.

"He is worth shit; he isn't human at least and we will deal with that fucking father of his, when he sobers up and crawls back… Damn, I can already feel my hand shaking from the beating" Jiro replied, their voices grew dimmer as they walked further.

"Fucker is fucking dead… I'm goin' to make 'em wish we actually kill him" Kuro said a bit loud in clear vexation. Unfortunately, soon enough I could only hear muffle as they descend down the stair in the corner, I closed the door behind me returning to my brother's side.

My mother held my brother tightly crying as his breath was heavy and patchy as hell, with his eyes falling lazily to the direction of floor.

I quickly separated my mother from my brother because the woman seems to be squeezing him too tightly, not helping his breathe at all.

"Mom, please release him… give him some room to breathe" I said as I gently pulled my mom away from Genji with one hand, then turn to yell at my other brother who was shaking in a corner like something left outside in the rain "Eiji, come here and help me pull him to a corner!".

Took Eiji a couple of split seconds to shake himself off the torments in his head.

He and I gently managed to pull Genji to a corner, resting his back on the wall, before giving him the remaining pain-relief herb that Fuyuko gave us earlier.

After that, we manage use some rags laying around and sticks from outside to help straighten his arm, before tying the rags around his neck and finally using the remaining water to clean the battered-up parts of his body.

After sometime, Genji fell asleep; slumbering as silent as an empty room. I told my mother and siblings to retreat to the other room, which they reluctantly did, besides Eiji of course.

After putting everyone to rest, I weakly rested my back against the wall; watching my brother –Genji sleep softly on his back with his arms crossed.

I then noticed some subtle changes; he started taking some really deep relaxing breathes… He clearly sleeping as peaceful as a human could.

I couldn't help but reason how extremely lucky we were tonight as I rested against the frail wall; to have a neighbour like Fuyuko in a place where nobody gives a shit about anyone but themselves is nothing but a good thing, the two stupid bloodhounds not going overboard like spreading my mother and my father not turning her into a punching bag before that.

I did not think about all that for long; there's no point in doing that as it is already over.

I just sat there quietly, watching my brother sleep without showing any sign of experiencing any kind of discomfort or pain.

I somewhat did feel thankful that at the end of the day, the extreme worst did not happen, and that thought lingered without realising when I lost consciousness with that thought still resting in my mind.