In exchange for breaking my larynx... The laughing finally stopped... Yes... I just want to go home now... Please just let me go home...
"But Lyssa... There's no one laughing here..."
"Huh?"
Just when I finally had some quiet, a girl just beside Kenny suddenly opened her mouth...
"I mean, no one laughed at Kenny's joke like seriously, are we some kindergarten kid that will laugh at something like 'You're just jealous', we're not that immature..."
But I swear I heard some laughing... Just what Is that then... I looked around the class looking for a basis that they're laughing... But all I got are gazes... cold, lifeless gazes who don't have even a hint of warmness in them...
"Those gazes... Please... stop It... I'm going to take my leave... for today..."
I mildly said to my classmates then continued to walk forward... Left and right... Step by step... without even looking forward and letting my instinct take my tired and sluggish body to my own house...
"This is... a real hectic day... I'll just rest at my house for now..."
The calm puddles of water and mud... some greeny foliage and sturdy-looking rocks... and my own little feet are the only scenes my eyes are seeing... Not even knowing where am I now or how much I've walked... I continued my steps...
Before I even knew It... I already arrived...
"Home..."
Relief. Nostalgia. Happiness.
So many feelings are mixing themselves inside of me... This is a tiring day and seeing my house right in front of me... Now, I can finally rest...
No Theresa... No Kenny... No perfect goddess for now... It's just me... my parents who love me and the milk at the refrigerator...
"I'm home..."
At those two words, I let out of my mouth... The mixed feelings I've had earlier have gone out and finally left my chest, stomach, and nerves...
I dropped my backpack on the sofa and threw myself at It right after... This is so relaxing... For some reason, I feel It's been so long since I lied on my sofa...
"This is life..."
I indulged myself with luxury, forgetting everything and anything that happened for today... If I'm resting in the warm embrace of the clouds... I feel drowsiness...
"Maybe I should just go to my room... and rest at my bed... It feels much comfier there..."
I'm feeling kind of embraced by the clouds so It took a hard time for me to stand up... I lifted my legs and hands... planted them on the ground... and used the last urge of my energy to lift myself...
"Now, let's head upstairs..."
But as soon as I finished my first step, my whole sluggish body suddenly woke up to react to the pain my face just got through... Without even having any idea what happened, I suddenly found myself staring at the floor... Not even giving me any time to think or process anything... I felt the back of my head receiving another powerful bash...
"What the hell... I just got here..."
As If my brain is getting a tenderizing treatment... my head suddenly felt an excruciating pain... The bashing of my head continued... The pain earlier multiplied by the pain right now...
"This is how I'll die...?".
There's no way I'll die here... I still need to go to Paris... The City Of Romance and find someone that has the same level of beauty as mine!!! I won't kick the bucket here!!! NEVER!!!
All of a sudden, the continuous bashing of my head stopped...That's when I figured...
"Chance..."
I tried to move my fingers for a bit and looked at something... anything I can fight back with... My hands are weak due to the unbearable pain I just received passing through my little fingertips... Still... I moved my hands and searched for anything... My hands felt something under the sofa...
"What is this... It's kind of hard... Wait, this is good enough!"
So I took the hard object and used all of my strength to stand up... I need to stand up... There's no way someone would just hit my head like this... So It's a thief, no doubt!!!
"Stand up..."
If there's a burglar in the house then mom and dad are in possible danger too... If this guy already dealt a serious injury to them then If I pass out, who will take them to the hospital?!
"Stand up...!"
Even If this guy still hasn't reached them, I could prevent those things If I take him out now! If I pass out here then... I can't save the two of them... So...
"Stand up!"
Are you going to let important things get ruined here and now!? I know I'm not a daughter full of respect... and I know I somewhat became a bad daughter by shit-talking behind their back... But... I loved my parents... So...
"Stand up!!!"
Right now... I'm the only one who can stop this criminal from his tracks... If I don't stand up and stop him... I might regret It... So please, I'm begging you...
"YOU WORTHLESS PAIR OF LEGS, STAND UP!!!"
I tried as hard as I could... Used the last of my strength and power... But...
"I can't stand up..."
WhywhyWhywhyWhywhyWhywhyWhywhyWhywhyWhywhyWhywhyWhywhyWhywhyWhywhyWhywhyWhywhyWhywhyWhywhyWhywhy... THE HELL I CAN'T STAND UP!!!
What good are these beautiful legs... If I can't even use them for something more important... Mom kept them scarless... and shiny...
"They're useless..."
So be It... I won't let anyone get to Mom and Dad... Even If I have to crawl to do It! I took the hard object and used these useless pair of legs to support me so I can crawl...
"Nice, I can move my hands so crawl! At the very least, my pretty hands won't disappoint me this time..."
I crawled with all my strength and used my body to at least face the kitchen... But...
"My hands won't move... why? Did It run out of strength... Then besides crawling how can I get to Mom and Dad..."
Just when I'm searching my brain for the answers that I need... It occurred... in the kitchen...
"Please... What do you want, money? We have plenty here... 1,000 bucks is good? No? 150? Just name your price and please don't hurt my family..."
Dad? What is he doing in the kitchen... and why is he walking backward? As my father slowly disappears from my line of sight... It was replaced by an existence that wears a huge black coat... and the darkness in the room made the face invisible...
"Oi Oi oi... That outfit is so banal, this is not a horror movie, you freak..."
Wait... this guy is holding a knife... What the hell?! Are you serious... If I don't do anything here, my father...
Think... think... think... What could I do... There must be something... Blazing thoughts... The brain is boiling... Something that I can use!! Just when I noticed It... A ray of hope... A light that can cut through the darkness! The thing I'm holding right now... Isn't this-
"A phone!?"
I can call the police! Type the numbers... My hands... already used all of the energy they had crawling earlier... But please...
"Move..."
I need to move my hands and fingers... Type the numbers... Using my ragged fingers and still shaking... I typed the emergency hotline... I don't have any strength left to call the police or more than that...
I waited for the phone to ring... I waited... 5 seconds of lying here seems like an eternity waiting for my father's demise... Irritation... Impatience... Frustration... Agitation...
"Why the hell It's taking so long!?"
Looking at that unoriginal guy who holds a knife towards my father... Are you saying you want me to watch that gore and bloody scene!? What's the point of having beautiful eyes If It can't even let me see what I wanted to see!?
Before I knew It, streams of water came running down from my eyes onto my cheeks... Touching my pale rough lips... Silently sobbing as to not be noticed by that guy in black...
"Please...hurry up... Save my father... my mother... and... save me..."
If I'm just going to die here... I just wished my mother is here to see me... I want to see her face... I want to see her smooth gentle voice... The words she just said before I've gone to school...
"Wait, the words she said before I've gone to school?"
As I remember those words of her, It echoed throughout my whole body... It lingers on my mind...
"By the way, Lyssa... The phone doesn't work right now so in the meantime, use your phone If you want to call someone, understand?"
What the fuck... If I just remembered this sooner... Maybe I should have done something... I could have done something... Instead of waiting and gritting my teeth at a hope that never existed in the first place...
What's the point of having a good memory If It can't even let me remember the most important things!? WHAT'S THE FUCKING POINT OF ALL THIS GIFT IF IT CAN'T EVEN BE USED AT TIMES LIKE THIS!?
Blood flowed on the floor... Crimson... red... blood... This must be the blood... of my father... It slowly... slowly... crawls towards me... My exalted holy self...
I've lifted my head and... licked the blood on the floor... The taste of iron slowly dissipates at my tongue and colors the back of my teeth...
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA..."
I'm laughing... Before I knew It... I'm laughing at my pathetic weakness... Uselessness when I'm needed... I'm pathetic... Truly... pathetic... I closed my eyes slowly... Erasing the scene of blood from my memory... As my pathetic self... slowly disintegrates... to ashes...
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NAME: Lyssa Josel
CAUSE OF DEATH: Blunt Trauma At The Head
DESCRIPTION: Found dead at her house lying on the floor... along with her parents... showed no sign of resistance towards the culprit
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