THE
LIGHT IN DARKNESS.
*LOOK,
I JUST WANNA WRITE A FANFICTION…KAY? NOTHING ELSE. PLEASE DON’T KILL, OH DEAR
FANGIRLS…..*
*I do not own Leon. Capcom did*
“Get
the fuck off, son of bitch!” and I punched his face. Oh yeah, I was a bad girl once,
not until I met him. It happened on night before Christmas. I was walking
around the city, window shopping (because I don’t have any money to buy
things). Then suddenly a group of bastard, um, I mean a group of bad girls
approached me. I just ignore them, and suddenly their leader punched me so hard
and I fell.
“This
is for my brother! You beat my brother yesterday!”
And
they all started to beat me so badly. I can’t fight back, and so I just let
them. The people around just watched me being beaten to half dead, in disgust.
Yeah, I already used for that, and I don’t want anybody to sympathize me at
all! In my mind, I’d rather die than live in this cruel world. My vision
getting blurred, and then I saw a man came and help me.
“Stop
it right there or I call the police this instant!”
The
girls stopped beating me and ran off. With my blurry vision, I can barely make
out his face, dark blond hair, blazing blue eyes…
“God,
she’s bleeding so badly.”
I
can feel he lifted me and ran to the nearest hospital. As he reached the
hospital, he quickly asked the nurses and the doctor to give me treatment
immediately.
“She’s
bleeding so badly. She needs to be treated as soon as possible.”
That’s
the last word I heard from him before I completely passed out. The next thing I
know, I was lying on the bed, with bandages on my head, my arms, and my left
shoulder. Where am I now? As I struggling to get up, a man entered my ward.
“Oh,
don’t move a lot. You’re still hurt,” he said, concerned about me.
I
just ignored him and got up, but head suddenly spinning and in pain so badly!
He quickly makes me lied back on the bed.
“Thank
god you’re okay. The doctor said you might have a blood clotting in your brain,
but after they scan, there’s nothing.”
I
remained silence. Then I slowly turn my head to him.
“Why
did you help me?” I asked, in cold tone.
He
seems shocked at first, but slowly gave a soft smile. He positioned his chair
nearer to me.
“First
of all, why you search for trouble in the first place?”
“None
of your business!” I growled and look outside the window
It’s
because I came from a chaotic family background, my brain screamed. I clenched
my fist, and he saw me clinched my fist. He touched my hand softly. I was
shocked and looked at him again.
“What
are you trying to do?”
“Look,
I’m not going to hurt you anyway. I’m trying to help you. You were beaten to
half dead, you know? So, I need to call you parents. Do you have any cell phone?
Parents…
how I hate those words. My anger lit up suddenly. All I have was a villain dad
and drug dealer brothers. My sister was in the village, which only I know where
her location is. My mom died because of car crash when I was five, that’s what
my father said.
“Don’t
ever mention that word, please…”
“What
word? Parents?”
I
clenched my fist tighter. My eyes felt hot and without I realized, a tears fall
off. I cried and the same time, wailing and shouting. He got panic and quickly
calmed me.
“Leave
me alone!!! Leave me alone! I’d rather die than live in misery! My life was
like hell!” I yelled.
*to be continued*
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