I'm laid on the bed while bandaging the wound on my fist when I suddenly thought of opening Alyana's phone again.
I fixed the materials I used to clean the wounds, it hurts but the pain was manageable, I don't regret having them anyway.
I fixed myself in an Indian sit. The phone felt cold on my palm, I clutched it tighter to ensure a solid hold on it.
"Where should I enter right now?" I ran my fingers to my chin, thinking further. I'm already glued in thought when, suddenly, a furry thing flew on my hand with its sharp nails shown, slashing thin lines on the mood.
Its bright eyes are dilated establishing a fierce aura, it fled its paws as if hunting for a rat on my lap.
"Just a hair pin, little one" I hoiste
Someone was dragging my hair into the abyss of what appears to be a deep pit. My eyes adjusted to adapt with the dim light barely coming from several holes on the wall. My arms are lifted up to jerk out the massive control over my head."Good morning, Alyana!"That voice snatched me back to reality. That dream was intense, beads of sweat are shown on my forehead and nose tip even with the cold huffs coming from the air conditioner."Tarn is here to greet you too" Rave, who's sitting with a wide smile on the edge of my chair, lifted up that furry thing. She even efforted to give it a name huh? Fine, let's call it Tarn.Upon landing it on the blanket, Tarn made it's way to me and rubbed its hairy cheeks to my arm. Rave giggled on the attitude displayed by the cat.
The light flickered a couple of times. The mirror was shaded with white lines reflecting the glow from the blinks whisking rainbows along my lashes.He finally clicked the switch of the series of bulbs."Done!" Jared, that kind lady caged in a handsome body giggled while saying that.He fixed my hair in a professional way. It's in a high bun with a wrap-around braid. He kept it loose to recreate a little messy outcome. I love it!The girlish me inside want to shake him and make him realize that he's amazing, but, "thank you" that's the only phrase I uttered, surprisingly enough to make him smile widely.I'm standing right now in front of the mirror, the reflection shows a fully dressed and ready to attend the grand ball
Alyana's POV"The house is burning! Hurry and call for help!"Everyone was stirring like ants in a hot pan, saving every necessary thing that they could still bring out from the growing fire.Thick black smoke started to rise over the trees and condominiums along the highway next to a well-known park.People are moving from one direction to another, doing their best to help put the fire out. Crying and breaking down from despair for lost can bee seen on everyone's faces, may it be young or old. The growth of fire was the same swing of uproar. Almost everyone shows sadness, others are emotionless like blank sheets of useless paper- except for one.In the unlit corner of the street, a gir
"Let go! When will you stop?!" I shouted.At the moment, my sandals are already laid innocently into someplace on the darkness. I crossed the room barefoot."So will you let history repeat itself AGAIN, Alyana?" his smirk turned into a wide smile, those smile revealed his black smudged by cigarette gums and teeth, even from the dim light, it can still be discerned.The man with brown-dyed hair beside Troy found a spot in the conversation, he stepped forward and spoke in crossed arms, "Two years ago, in your lucky year of two thousand eighteen, of the date as today. Of the very similar event, our group almost killed you. I really wished to hell that it should have been your death rather than almost, but it was your lucky year indeed. The Grand Ball was postponed last year because of that encounter," he stopped to f
Hero's POVIt took me a few more puffs and the cigarette was totally burnt out. I threw that useless thing and stepped on it. I tightened my jaw in an attempt to suppress my unexplained resentment.Alyana can ask anything and I'm willing to do it except for holding my hand. Sometimes I'm cursing this ability that I have. Sometimes, I don't.This potential was something that I discovered in a bitter way when I was a kid: I can wipe out or erase any event in anyone's memory permanently by holding their palm directly. The amount of memory loss was according to the length of time interval I held on anyone's paw.It's been twenty minutes since the ten years old me started wandering out in the forest. I and my dad are on a camping trip. Already at 5:30 pm and its st
It's 5:30 am. The fog on the window started to evaporate while the rays of light commenced to outcast the dark that covered the chirps and coos of the long evening.Alyana, who's set down whilst dress is loosely spread on the clean floor, had her head laid on the sofa. The man beside her was bruised but had no dried blood on the face was rested comfortably, his soft arms supporting Alyana's head. The lady made little movements as if she was so glad in the scene played in her head, faint smiles and groans are repeatedly plastered on her serene overall complexion.Their memories say that they don't know each other, but their heart says the other way.The ticks of the clock were all that occupied the space."Brylle?" Alyana moved her head, she was shocked to se
It was a fair day, the strike of the clock and its continues swing didn't bother Alyana in combing her hair, she's taking her time in staring at the tired young lady who's gazing back at her in the mirror, light colors of makeup are laid on her porcelain skin. A forest of undeciphered mystery can be seen in her eyes, and in the middle of that forest was her, just her: ALONE.She took few deep breaths before laying her mint green hairbrush into the compartment of her drawer. She was just supposed to put it there but her eyes took her longer in a stare because she caught another glimpse at notebook she left unopened a few days ago, the notebook where she wrote the names.She ran her slim fingers to take the thing up when she suddenly heard someone hit his car horn outside, she was more than sure of who that man was, this day was basically assigned as the
"How did they die?""Who killed them?""Why?"Alyana, with hand tightly clutched on her bag, asked in succession. The breaths of Hero began to become heavy, he's staring at the road intently as if filtering the ideas in his mind before speaking out."Yna...." he closed his eyes while decelerating, after three seconds, he finally opened his eyes and continued, "no one knows how did they die. About your second question, no one knows. And why? Again, no one knows""Then how did everyone found out that they died?""Their things are left bloody and scattered somewhere inside the campus""And? That's it?"