Marino Sanche | D4 | CBD1 | FIN

He wasn’t a stranger to working hard for what he wanted.

A boy that paid his dues in nothing but blood, sweat, and tears, trying to impress a man that would never love him, care for him, tell him that he was special.

His mother was the same way, too busy with everything else that was going on in their lives. 

The only place they treated him with any sense of love and gratitude was when they were on the water. A small business didn’t run itself, and while the Sanche household only did it on the side from time to time, they still treated it like it meant something to them. Marino was always supposed to go out in the morning and at least lay out the fishing cages, and if he did that much, he was free to do whatever he wanted after that. 

However, the days that he didn’t were the worst. 

He would be ridiculed in front of countless people for not caring about anything but himself. This boy knew that he could only take so much abuse, so every day he made sure to always do what his parents asked for him. The last thing he wanted was to be on the streets because he couldn’t do something simple.

Maybe one day he would find someone that wouldn’t expect the world from him, no matter how little that world was to his parents.

Maybe one day he would.

But for now, he wouldn’t.