It'll Come Naturally

"Okay. Let's get down to business. You are curious why I seem so distant to my parents, aren't you?" What had been going on with him and Jessica was a long story, which was too complicated to be finished within just a few sentences. Edward didn't plan to cut the long story short, so he took Daisy into the car and sat down before they talked. He had decided a long time ago he wouldn't tell anyone about the pain and sorrow during his childhood, because it hurt him to repeat it over and over again; but if Daisy wanted to know, he wouldn't keep it a secret from her. He wanted her to know everything about him - his good, bad or even desperate self. The other reason he decided to reopen his wound was because what he had been through when he was little played an important part in his life.

"Yes, I am." Wrapping her arms around his neck, Daisy nodded firmly. However, all of a sudden, she noticed that Edward's face changed; he looked sad. Daisy got frightened and nervous. Her instincts told her that she should stop right there, but deep down, another voice was whispering, pushing her to go after the answer she wanted the whole time. Gazing at his face, Daisy wondered whether she was too heartless to him; she forced him to reopen his wound and watched him bleed just because she wanted some answers.

"Everyone thinks I'm successful and I have everything I want within my reach. But the truth is, my parents weren't really a mother and father to me. I'm the child that they have never liked. I have always been like an invisible member in my family for all these years." Edward forced a weak smile as he started to speak. After the bitter opening, he pursed his thin lips and remained silent for a short while, trying to hold back his emotions; then he continued, "I had to live abroad, alone, by myself, when other kids could still hug their parents and ask for what they wanted, candies, new bikes, love and attention. And I had to learn how to run the business and even take over the company when other kids were still learning their trades in the classroom."

as long as they could look at him and tell him 'son, we're so proud of you.' But he received nothing from them

parents' earnest expectation. When I was little, I was so jealous of other kids, because they could go out with their mom and dad by their sides. But I had no one. How I wished I could be like them, with someone to hold my hands and hug me and kiss me. I waited day after day, and there was nothing. I finally realized that what I was dreaming would never happen, because I was in no position to wish for anything, because there was no my place in that family. Even the reason I was born

as compared to what Edward had suffered. Though Cynthia had told her something earlier, Daisy hadn't expected that Edward's childhood would be more miserable than hers. At least she was the princess to her parents

better. Maybe you'll trust me more in the future. Come on, it's not something happens every day! To be honest, I finally gathered up all my courage and want to tell you everything about me. No one has ever heard this from me before. It's now or never. If you want me to stop, probably I won't be brave enough to bring it

pity or sympathy from others; he just needed someone to listen. Now that Daisy wanted to know, he decided to hold nothing back. He wanted her to see the real Edward. Edward also