The King Without A Throne Part II
Joe felt like he had everything when he’s at school but realized he’s nothing when he went home. Just as how he always smiled in front of everyone, he was never allowed to do it in a place where a smile should always begin, at home.
He saw his mother lying on their couch from the living room. She smelled like alcohol, even if the sun was yet to set off. He walked towards his room without making a sound. That’s how he gets to live through the night without waking up his mother.
He had with him a piece of bread and a carton of milk. Just enough to stuff himself while doing his homework.
He heard a loud thud. He immediately reached the door and turned its lock. If he won’t, he’ll starve. He heard his mother locked their front door. Now he bet she’s walkin
