Got Diamonds by the Boatloads

Chapter 1

Y

I woke up because of the noise that came from our rooster, Simon. Yes, my rooster has a name because he is special, and when I say special, Simon is really a special rooster. A year ago, I saw a container floating in the water and there was a single chick inside with a little water to drink and food to eat.

I slowly got up from my bed and fixed my things on my own. The only person in the house was Sir. Ram, Brother Jack, our gardener, and Mang Semion, our bodyguard, and, of course, me. No one will fix my room except for me, and also, I don’t want other people to touch my things. 

After I fixed my bed, I went to my bathroom and took a quick shower. It was still six in the morning, and I decided to exercise outside on the seashore. I am currently in our vacation house in the province. Sir, My father bought this island for me and no one lived here except for my dad when my gold digger mother took me away from him. 

I clenched my fist when I remembered my mother. I closed my eyes as hard as I could and raised my chin, letting the water fall on my face. 

Until now, I am still mad, but I couldn’t fight back. I am scared... I am still scared. 

With my trembling hand, I turned off the shower and grabbed the towel. 

When I went downstairs, I saw Sir. Ram arranges the plates on the table. 

"Good morning," he said. 

I nodded my head and shyly smiled at him. "Good Morning, too, Sir," I said. 

Ram is in his mid 60’s but he is still working for my family. In the past years, I never saw any of his family. Maybe he really does not have a family. I can not doubt his loyalty because he gave all of his life serving my father. 

"Let’s eat together, Ram. I’ll call Brother Jack and Mang Semion—" Before I finished my sentence, he cut me off.

"Just seat there, Y, let me call them for you." He said. "Tell me if you want more." Then he left. 

I felt the side of my lips tugged up as I began to eat. Sir, Ram, Brother Jack, and Mang Semion have been so good to me. They were so kind to me, even though my father was already dead. 

I remember the first time I came here. Sir. Ram was so kind when we were in the city, but I did not believe him at first, because I thought he was a two-faced man. And some of my father’s relatives are not nice to me, especially the kids at my age.  I was 12 when he took me and every vacation Sir Ram would bring me here and he would let me stay here for the whole vacation.  

And after six years, the cycle is still the same. After the school year in all boys' schools, I will come here and have fun. 

I didn’t experience this kind of happiness when I was younger.

But still, my past is still chasing me. 

I felt a gentle pat on my head followed by laughter. "Good morning, Y. Ready for fishing?" Brother Jack asked as he sat beside me. While Mang Semion and Sir. Ram are on the other side of the table. 

I turned to Brother Jack and slowly shook my head, "I planned to exercise today, so pass." 

"Exercise?" He asked, then he teased me with his eyes, "Are you dating someone?! Who is that lucky girl? " 

My eyes grew bigger and I shook my head many times. I got goosebumps by just imagining myself dating a girl. It terrifies me. My hands trembled once again, even my lips were also trembling in fear. With a heavy breath, I let my spoon and fork fall on the table and I harshly stooped up. 

Using my peripheral vision, I caught Mang Semion rubbing his nape while tsk-ing while Brother Jack was wearing a confused look on his face. 

"S-sorry, please eat without me." I said and turned my back on them. 

I heard my brother Jack call my name, but I did not look back. I continued walking until I reached the door and went outside. I took a deep breath before I ran away from the house. 

My eyes slowly began to form tears, but I kept on running. I felt my heart twisting in pain, but I was still running. And when I began to sob, my feet got numb and tired. Slowly, I stopped running and sat on the sand. I curled my body and hugged my knees. The cold and gentle wind embraced my body and the sound made by the small waves in the sea entered my ears. 

I feel it. It still feels like the same pain I felt before. 

Every time. Every time they talk about that stuff, I get scared and my body becomes weak. While my memories of my past continue hunting and chasing me. I thought it was gone. I thought I was already free. But even though I told myself that I am now safe, those memories are still after me. It feels like nothing changed. I am still like before: powerless, dumb, weak, and all I can do is to crawl and whine.

"Aargh!" I yelled. 

This is my mother’s fault. She never takes care of me. All she wants is money, jewelry, and other luxurious things! She never cared for her son! I am just a piece of something and... a toy in bed. 

My tears won’t stop falling. Some fall on my shirt, some fall on the sand. I grabbed my hair and gripped it as hard as I could. My heart and the pulses on my wrist are aching. 

At the age of 10, exactly on my birthday, when my mother got drunk. She r***d me, she played with my small body, telling me I was like my father, so I needed to do my father’s obligations to her. I didn’t know what she was doing to me, but my mind and body were against her, so I cried and begged her to stop. But she didn’t stop. Instead, she laughed at me and continued doing what she was doing. 

My trembling hands hugged my fragile body and continued to cry. I feel so dirty, I am so disgusted with myself. 

"I... I hate you... M-mother." I uttered those words while my lips were still trembling in fear. "I hate you and... and your relatives!" 

When my mother wasn’t satisfied with herself, she invited her sisters and she let them molested my young body. It did not happen one nor thrice, two years... I have been molested for two years. My mother, her sisters, her friends—all of the girls in the house! 

I closed my eyes and let all of my tears fall. I didn’t have any strength to wipe my tears, so I just let them fall. I also let my body fall on the sand. The tiny sands tickled my skin and made me feel like I was floating in the sky, but I am not happy.

When I opened my eyes, I could see the birds flying in the skies freely. They were chirping mellifluously and the sounds of waves in the sea suited those birds' noises. It feels like those birds and the sea agreed to make me fall asleep. And they all win. Later on, my lashes became heavy and slowly my vision became blurry until I finally closed my eyes and let myself be pulled by oblivion. 

I hope I can be free like a bird and be as lively as the flow of water. I wish one day I could embrace myself like how the sea embraces the moon.