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To be honest the ongoing lecture was shitty just like the teacher.

“Proceed to page 5.” She spoke, her long ankle length skirt looked like she was a grandma even though she was just in her mid thirties. Freak, I must say.

“Psst.” The guy from behind me spoke. Ignoring, I kept my focus on the stupid book. “Psst, listen.” Shrugging him off once again, I kept my cool. He tapped his pen on my shoulder, “sexy just listen.”

Turning around I saw Tyler Jones. The typical cliché boy who slept with every single girl. “The fuck is your problem?” I lowly hissed. “Give me a pen.”

Scowling at him, I gave him a middle finger and turned towards the teacher.

Her front was towards the board, she kept on writing and spoke at the same time, something about chemicals. “When you react nitric acid with calcium hydroxide it forms a compound called calcium nitrate and water. This reaction is a redox reaction and can be explosive at times.”

“Pen, pen, pen.” He chanted like a pre-school kid. “Shut up Jones.” I said, irritation leaking through my voice.

The teacher turned around and raised an eyebrow at me. “Anything you want to discuss Miss Vidal with the whole class?” She mocked. Tsking, I rolled my eyes at her.

“Don't roll your eyes at me young lady.”

“Whatever.”

I could see the fumes emerging out of her ears. “Get out of my class.” She gritted through her teeth. Looking at her with a bored expression, I smirked. “Gladly.”

Picking up my bag from the floor, I strided towards the door. I could feel there gazes, there eyes burned into my skull. Tilting my head, I gave the teacher a side look and spoke, “no one wants to hear your screechy voice, ma’am.” With that I walked out, hearing the students snicker and laugh at my comment.

Sighing, my feet led me towards the rooftop. My safe heaven where I could drop my façade.

Leaning against the railing, I tilted my face upwards too see the beautiful sky.

Plops of white and grey cotton engulfed the blue patch. The blazing sun hid behind the plops giving them a radiant effect.

It might rain soon. I inhaled a deep breath.

I loved the free air.

Closing my eyes, I felt myself going in the pits of the dark memory which I had been trapped in.

“Daddy! Daddy! Look what I found.” The little girl said jumping around. “Its a butterfly.” She gave a toothy grin. “Wow! It’s so pretty, just like my princess.” He kissed the temple of her daughter lovingly.

“Daddy, I love you so much.” She said making him smile in response. “No! Daddy loves his princess more.” He pouted making her giggle.

The little girl took her fathers hand and started walking towards the icecream shop which was in the opposite direction. “Which flavor, princess?” He asked. The little girl made a confusing face and than she said loudly, “sour apple.”

Nodding at her daughter, they crossed the road hand in hand but before they could reach the shop, two vans came out of nowhere and grabbed the girl, harshly separating them. “Celestina!” He said. His face fumed at the act. “Let my daughter go.” They didn't listen to him, instead the man in the mask aimed a gun at him.

The girl whimpered and cried out. “D-Daddy..”

“Please let her go. Take me instead but don't hurt her.” He said as tears ran down his face. “Let your daughter go? She’ll have to pay the price for your fucking sin.” He seethed out, embedding his gun further into his head. The girl was shaking, violently.

She saw her father pleading on the road. People walked by but no one came to the rescue. No one helped her when she cried out.

“This will be last day you see your daughter, Valentino. You will cry for her but we wont set her free until we are satisfied.” Another guy came and slapped his face. “She’ll pay. Do you hear me? She’ll fucking pay.” He smirked.

“Take the girl away.”

The bulky guys dragged the little girl away. When she tilted her head to see her father, she saw him looking at her mouthing the words, “I’ll save you, my princess.”

But the guy had other plans.

A gun shot rang in the air making her flinch. Her eyes went wide at the crimson mess on the floor.

She saw her father struggling. Struggling for his life.

Yanking herself from there holds she hastily ran towards her father who layed limp. “D-Daddy?” She whispered, to her avail came no answer. “Da..Daddy, look I came.. now let’s have o-our ice.. icecream.” She stuttered out.

Tears leaking through her eyes. She sat near him, not caring about her frock getting damp from the blood. Shaking him, she bit her lip. “I love you..please d-don't leave m..me.” She started freaking out when he didn't answer.

The men saw her. They didn't feel the pain.

They didn't feel her suffering.

One of the man ordered another to bring the girl. Taking a hold of her arm, he yanked her up.

Her hands were bloody. Her clothes were bloody. She was bathed in her fathers blood. The man dragged her away but her eyes were fixed on her fathers body. Throwing her in the backseat, they zoomed away from the scene.

Turning around she saw some people rushing towards him. She placed her bloody hand on the glass as she saw them taking him away in the ambulance.

Opening up my eyelids, a lone tear escaped through. Harshly rubbing it off, I inhaled the air deeply and exhaled it out.

My heart ached. Ached for my father.

A chuckle erupted from my mouth. “Daddy.. I am still alive.”

Tears threatened to spill out once again but I had too keep it in. I wasn't the weak one who cried. I was strong.

Stronger than ever to take the revenge.

Looking at my phone, I saw the time, it was almost lunch time.

Dragging myself back too the stairs, I descended down towards the cafeteria.

Another day went by.

Another day filled with agony.