Chapter 5: Defeat.

Ivan left the company with slumped shoulders, he carried his things on his left arm and walked slowly towards home. He would have hailed a taxi but he does not have enough money, so he could only walk.

His mind kept recalling what had happened the previous night like a broken disk, everything kept flashing in his head and his nails dug into his palms but he seemed to not have noticed it.

His face was filled with distraught and he kept his head lowered as he walked. It seemed as if all strength has been drawed from his body but his heart was filled with grievance, anger, hatred and self-depriciation. 

He let out an hollow laughter and blamed himself for everything. His son had died and it was his fault, he could not even keep his wife to himself, he felt that Lucy could only resort to that means because she was helpless. 

"It was all my fault." He whispered in a low voice. He suddenly did not feel like going home, the house was filled with memories of his son and his wife, when they had been happy together. 

He wondered why he was not born into a rich aristocrat families like some people, he could only blame his destiny for his ill-luck.

After some minutes of working, he finally got home. He could not see Lucy's car at the garrage of the apartment so he knew that she was not at home. He entered and drop his things before loosening his tie and he sat on the tiles floor with a flop.

Ivan stared into space and he seemed to hear the laughter of a child, he seemed as if he could see his son running around the sitting room with a superman figurine in his hands.

When he regained his senses, he was saddened by the complete silence. He was left with an horrible feeling of emptiness that made him devastated, there was a continuous ache in his heart and he felt queasy.

It continued like this till the sun set and it darkened outside, but he was still lost in thought and could not bring himself out of it.

Ivan sighed and stood up, he could not stay in the house any longer, he needed to leave the hell hole and take in fresh air.

Without changing, he left the house and just started walking.

Destination? Unknown. 

He just walked, walked and walked. He could not feel the numbness in his legs, nor the cold that penetrated into his body, it could not compare to the numbness and chill that was in his heart.

He seemed to have walked into a valley but he just kept walking, even when someone bumped into him, he just muttered a 'sorry' and continued walking.

Until, someone pulled him back.

He was startled but not shocked, he raised his head to look at the culprit and his eyes met with a pair of angy dark eyes.

It was a young guy who seemed to be in his early twenties, his body was covered in tattoos and his ears were pierced with all kinds of earrings, he even had his nose pierced. Ivan glanced at him for a second before looking down again.

"What's up?" He asked and the guy scoffed. 

"You bumped into me and you did not even apologize, who did you take me for? A pushover?" The guy asked with a sneer. 

Ivan was confused, he recalled that this guy was the one that bumped into him. Moreover, he had apologised even though he was not the one at fault, so he was baffled about the accusation.

"Bumped into you? You were obviously the one that bumped into me and I even apologized, so what are you talking about?" Ivan questioned and grabbed the hand that was holding his collar but the guy tightened his hold.

"Oh! You can even talk? When did you apologize? I did not hear you, so apologize again."

Ivan was speechless at the other party's shamelessness but he was in no mood for trouble. 

"I am sorry, can you let go of my collar now?" He asked calmly but the guy still did not let go. He was about to say something else, when three other guys came over. They were all covered in tattoos and their whole fingers were covered with rings, they also pierced their ears like the other guy.

"Dude, what happened?" One of them asked and Ivan quickly struggled out of the guy's hold, he was a little bit unhappy. 

"This guy bumped into me and he did not even apologized, he dirtied my clothes too, I want a compensation." The guy that held Ivan earlier complained and Ivan pursed his lips.

He finally realised that the guy just wanted to toy with him and cause trouble, he turned around and attempted to leave but he was blocked by one of them.

"Why are you blocking my way?"

"Are you deaf? You bumped into someone and you can not apologise? Apologize right now and compensate him with ten dollars." One of them said and Ivan scoffed. 

Ten dollars for what? It was pure robbing. He was not at fault and he still had to apologize, now he even had to compensate him, for what reason? They were just looking for truoble. Moreover, he does not have any money. 

Ivan was in a bad mood already, so his nose flared and he snapped in anger.

"He is the one at fault and you dare to ask for compensation? Why don't you just rob me? I have already apologized but you are all despicable and unreasonable, do you believe that I can sue you for this?" 

The four guys were stunned for a while before they started cussing at Ivan, Ivan ignored them and turned to leave.

But, who knew that one of them would drag him back at that moment. Before he could talk, he was punched in the stomach and in another moment, they all started hitting me.

"Fuck, let go of me...you..." His cries was loud at first but it gradually became weaker.

"Beat him, he dared to disrespect me."

"What guts, who does he think he is?"

"Boss....his breath seem to have become slower."

"No, he is obviously faking it. I want to teach him a lesson."

"Wait....he really is not breathing well."

"Shit, why is he so fragile? Run!!!"

With that, they absconded and left Ivan, who was almost unconscious in the silent valley.

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