Broken Bad Boy

Chapter 3: 2

PERCIE

The last time I saw a house like this was when I was with her. Just that memory alone felt like I'd been stabbed in my heart over and over again. 

“Son, let me ask you one thing. Why did you risk yourself punching your boss when you saw him hitting his wife?” 

My eyes narrowed at his intrusion.

“Is it a defense mechanism? Or because you didn’t like him abusing his wife in front of everyone?” 

I opened the door and got out silently. He didn’t want to go there. 

He leaned his arms against the roof of his car and said, “I don’t wanna know, son, but whatever it is, I know it’s hard for you, and it may take some time. But you will get there.

My nose flared in anger and in pain. I pressed my lips together to stop from blurting out something he wasn't ready to hear. 

I just punched someone a few hours ago. I couldn’t punch him, and besides, he was a police officer. He had no bad intentions. All he was trying was to give some advice to someone who was a lost cause like me. 

I squeezed my eyes shut and took a deep breath. 

“Let’s get over this with so that I can go home.” 

He smiled, and it irritated me. “Trying to get rid of me soon, Percival? Well, if you keep your knuckles in your pocket, you won’t see me sooner.”

I groaned and raked my fingers into my tousled brown hair. “You have no idea, officer. I don’t know why you are doing this? This isn’t a part of your job helping the offender by driving him home, feeding him dinner, and also not in a job description of a police officer to be a shrink.” 

He patted my back. “Let’s get inside, Percie.” 

I followed him into the house. He dropped the keys in a small bowl, then hang his coat on the rack. Then he led the way to their living room. There was a brown couch with a small glass coffee table and one snow globe on top. 

Her grandma gave that to her. Make yourself at home,

I nodded. 

the snow globe. He was lucky he had a normal family, unlike mine, a very dysfunctional one. Since that accident, my family had never been like before, and it would never be back

die that night because until now, I was constantly blaming

and whispers coming from upstairs. Judging by those voices, that must be Keith and his wife. I rose from my seat and faced them as soon as they climbed downstairs. Keith was already in a white shirt and blue jeans

my wife, Lillian. Lillian, this

I’d never done for months. “Nice to meet you, Lillian. Your husband here just brought an offender to your

my hand before releasing it. “Keith would never bring here an offender like you, Percival. He has a good judge

I

making him blush. Let’s prepare the dinner before Percie

seat, Percival. I’ll just set the table.

been a long time since

gasped. Sadness crossed her beautiful

regretted it right away. I wished I could just keep my mouth

off guard. “Oh, sweet boy. You are welcome anytime you want. I’d love you to

missed my mom doing like this to me. After the accident, she had changed. The sweet and thoughtful woman I knew for nineteen years has turned into a sour and cold-hearted

of Keith and Lilian. They

it’s a good idea coming over here just to eat

the same time. I missed

is knock. Anyway, I’ll

sat on the

set the

dare, Percie? Nobody touches her kitchen, utensils, and food until she's done

she

I compliment him heartily as I sat back on the

You can come over anytime or call me first as you like. Up to you. I’ll save

in a home since last year if I wouldn’t count

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