I Became The Protagonist’s Child chapter 58

Amani is feeling tired, if he keeps this up he is gonna die. Like literally, soon his mind becomes sober at the smell alcohol, heavy alcohol. Sihan isn’t a drinker at least not that he knows of, Amani freezes seeing Sihan sitting hazy eyes flush cheeks on the stairs.

There were three other bottles on the lower steps, empty bottles. there is one in his hand that he is drinking from.

Amani looks at Sihan who is in a drunken stupor, tears all over his face, his complexion is flush as his eyes looks up dizzy at him.

“Why did you take it?”

Amani tilts his head in confusion at Sihan’s questions, slowly walking up to him calmly.

“Why would you take money from him? I don’t understand you, Amani? What’s the point? Did you help me knowing you could squeeze more money out of him?” Sihan cries try to stand.

Unable to balance himself Sihan stumbles forward which Amani reacts quickly enough to catch him.

“I-I don’t want anyone to get hurt because of me,”

Sihan words were jumbled and bit faster than usual but Amani still understands taking the bottle Sihan grips about to push him away, but Amani swiftly picks him up.

“Put me down! Answer me! Are you lying? What is your goal in the end?! Do you even feel anything for me?! Have you been pretending all this time?!”

Sihan struggles to be free from his arms. His emotions are all over the place, he can’t stand it. The suffering, the panicking, the struggling he is on his last threadline.

Amani opens his room door then gently places him on the bed, Sihan remains still as the room becomes silent.

“Why did you bring me to your room?” Sihan asks.

He looks at Amani who is now removing his shoes from his feet, he gets it.

“Are you gonna have sex with me now? You want me to shut up, don’t you” Sihan said, defeated.

Sihan feels foolish. Did he really think anyone could ever care for him, he is stupid.

Amani stops breathing, he looks at him. “I don’t think you’ll understand under your drunken state right now, but I believe it’d be even more insulting if I don’t.”

Amani smiles but not in his typical goofy way but a genuine soft smile, “I did take the money, in fact I took 2 different sets of money…”

Sihan bites his lips, “wh–”

“I take it because, I’m only a doctor, I’m not some millionaire, I too sometimes struggle with bills to pay, I had many responsibilities including you and our son. So why wouldn’t I take the money? Especially since he is Noah’s biological father.”

Sihan’s breath hinges, he didn’t think about it like that.

“I can tell you one thing, the money I took was only spent on you and Noah, if I’m being honest I hated the idea of taking their money.”

Sihan was silent, Amani sighs. “I’ll talk to you about the details when you’re sober, also my days of using relationships for money are done. I don’t need that anymore.”

Amani gets up then covers Sihan with the sheets before leaving the room.

Arian fingers rips the paper in two throwing it away landing on the many pages scattered across the floor.

“No, no, that’s not it, that’s not the face!” He says.

Julio walks in the room rolling his eyes, “you’re having another episode, weirdo?”

Arian ignores him sitting back on the chair to draw again Julio takes up the paper off the floor, to see a distorted face, there was another looking like their mother but different there was another looking faulty the pages where a messy some the completely torn out.

“what are you doing?” Julio asks curiously.

“Mom— I can’t remember her face.” Arian trembles.

“What? Mom is downstairs,”

“That’s not my mom! I want my mom!”

He hits his head trying to jog his memory, “Hey, stop that! You know Sofia doesn’t like it when you hurt yourself!”

Julio said his mother’s name knowing if he says mom Arian would only be agitated more and won’t stop, Arian pauses then looks at the papers.

“I want to see Noah, he helps me remember.” Arian said.

“What? No, mom is already angry about your last stunt, you’re not gonna try it again!” Julio shouts.

“Julio?”

Both turn, seeing Sofia with food and juice on the tray, “why are you shouting at your little brother? You know you shouldn’t be.”

Julio looks at his little brother then walks away, “I’m gonna go study, I got a pop quiz tomorrow.”

“Okay, do your best.” She smiles.

She walks over to Arian as Julio leaves, “are you hungry?”

“No,”

“Okay well it’s time for you to eat, you have a ceremony to attend for winning the last maths competition.” She smiles.

“I don’t want to go,”

“Well, too bad. Your dad is coming. It’s best if we are one big family and attend.”

“You don’t do this when it comes to Julio, maybe that’s why he wants me dead.” Arian said.

“Don’t be silly, that’s how older siblings are.” She said placing the food next to him.

Arian could remember, being down the stairs staring up seeing a little boy crying. Two people shuffled over him.

‘I wish I’d die then.’