Damon King

It's quite funny though, it's seems like a joke or can i say that i am trying to act funny, yet it is not funny, i am standing on a chair while tying up a rope on the ceiling hook, what gave me such morale or bravery to commit suicide, will killing myself be the solution to my problems, my Dad always thought me and my brother never to quit, he taught us how to win and also taught us how to lose so when failure comes, we would be able to stand up and continue the race, you didn't lose when you fail, you lose when you quit and what i am about to do now is just the perfect sign that i have given up and am the one losing, i have been running through out my life ever since our father died two years ago, i have hidden in many locations, many places yet i am not yet safe, i lived and worked at a restaurant for three months, then i have to leave their because i saw someone close to my brother, the next three weeks i have to sell newspaper on the street but later realized that it was more dangerous to stay at such open place, i ran away from that town and lived at the next town close to our home, though am away from home that doesn't mean that i wants to stay far from home, i still believe that things will get back to the way it was before, our father was one of the greatest mafia lord in our town, he was known for his bravery, he was the reason our town remained united and in peace, every mafia lord always has a sworn enemy after him, always trying to take away what kept him high, my father has something no one ever has, powers, he can control you to do what he wishes, anything he wants, he usually gets, out of everything he ever owned on this world, family is his number one priority, he never messes with his family, we have been attacked so many times by those after him but we always ends up being safe, he always keeps us safe but my mum was the opposite, she did things that really damaged the family, things always gets awry whenever she's involved, she is the major reason why i am away from home, now i am hiding in a college, i registered into the school as a student, i changed everything about me starting from my name, this school has been a perfect hiding place for me, i made sure that i lived invisibly in this school, i hardly go to classes so i won't be getting unnecessary attention from people before my cover will be blown but despite all that, despite everything i have done, everywhere i have ran to, i am still not safe, i have tried my best, did everything possible, hid from one place to another, still my life continues being in danger, my brother's followers population keeps increasing daily, not just ordinary followers but high ranked people who also has more followers under them, most of them are mafia's under our Dad who he has managed to inherit their loyalty, every mafia that worked for my Dad was mostly those ones he defeated and few others who decided to pledge their loyalties towards him, my brother has decided to take over control of everything, he has decided to have me killed so that everything will be his, my mother was supporting him, she is behind every decision my brother is making, she doesn't even look at me like i am his son, he has always wanted me gone, things haven't been going the way it should since my father died, my father decided to hand his empire over to me but died mysteriously on the process, no one is close to me, i don't have much friends, the few i had has a abandoned me, they all are now serving my brother, not forcefully but willingly, the stabbed me on the back, they left me when i needed them most, a lot has gone through my life that makes me think that giving up is now my last option, i can't walk outside peacefully without my heart resting for a bit, it always hits very fast whenever i am moving on the road, my brother might find me if i continue going on the road, i can't even buy any car because i think it will get me exposed one way or the other, i believe that killing myself is the only way that i am getting out of this miseries, my roommates are in the class right now, i am the only one now staying back at the hostel so that it can be a bit easier for me to end my life without disturbance, no one is at the hostel now only me, i still don't know how my death will benefit my mother and brother, i believe my brother now has all he wish yet he is still after me, i have accepted to give everything up to him yet i think my life worth more to him than everything he owns, my father gave his empire over to me and i decided to let my brother handle things in my place but he changed from the brother i knew to a beast without a heart, both of us has a special gift, we was just given birth to with supernatural powers but my own hasn't been of much help to me, the power is of no use to me, i can't do anything with it, i think that's why my mother has no use for me, i am such a waste, she takes my brother as the special one, maybe that's why i got this name, Damon, she might have even wanted me to answer demon if possible, i have no secret in this life, i can't even lie because my eyes will give me away, i have always been living miserably ever since i came into this world, my Dad said that i have the perfect gift but all i see is bad luck, betrayal, strange, when my father was still alive, whenever my brother does any wrong and i happen to be there, he will ask me to tell him the truth whenever my brother was done with his explanations, i can't tell him lies because my eyes will give me away, he will just focus on my eyes to know whether i am lying or not, my brother always avoids me because of my eyes because i can't lie to protect him, whenever he hangs out with friends, they always leave me aside because i was of no use to them, The normal color of my eyeballs are dark brown but whenever am lying, it turns to Green, if am happy, it turns to light Blue and whenever i am sad, it turns to Red, i can't remember the last time my eye balls turned to light Blue, ever since i lost my father, that's also when i lost that blue eyes, my father once told me that very soon, that my eyes will be the most valuable treasure i have ever wanted but now, look at me, about to kill myself, throughout this Godforsaken life of mine, i haven't seen the use for my eyes, i don't even know what i am waiting for, i should by now have left this world for good, i put the rope over my head and left it hanging across my neck, i was standing on a chair, i took a deep breath and closed my eyes as tears came down from my eyes to my cheeks, i think it's time to let go of everything, i am sorry Dad for not listening to your teachings, i can't hold on any longer, i am a failure to the family, i shouldn't be called your son, i am about to quit, good bye father, wherever you are, i was about to kill the chair out of my feet when i heard a knock on the door, i looked at my wrist watch, it's not yet time for the lectures to end, who could be knocking on the door, i wanted to continue with my suicide but heard another knock on the door, Many things started running across my mind, who could that be, what if it's my brother, what if he just found me, no, i am not letting him to touch me again while i am still alive breathing, he can have my dead body if he please, i took another deep breath, about to kick the chair away but heard the knock on the door again ", please is someone in there, i really need your help please", that voice sounds foreign to me, haven't heard it before, even from my room mates, that was a ladies voice, how does she even know that someone was in here, i looked around the room but didn't saw my shoes, shit, i left it outside, i got down from the chair and untied my hands as i went and opened the door to see who was knocking.