Chapter 1 - Piled up misfortune

"Bastard!"

"You trash!"

"You traitor, Steve!"

"You are as bad as a pimp!"

[Hosh…Hosh…]

Adelia sat satisfied for a while. Her vocal cords were hurting. She didn't know how long she had been screaming and cursing a man by the river. Adelia will rest for a while to restore her annoyance by drinking the alcohol she brought.

Her clothes were wet and dirty, too. She looked at the white bandana that had accompanied her to express her emotions. She wanted to throw that tufted thing over there, but her movements stopped every time she remembered that the person she cursed turned out to be the human she loved the most.

[Sobs..sobs…]

"Why did you betray me?"

"Why are you doing this to me?"

[Gluup…gluup]

Her face was getting redder. She was too lazy to go back to her house. People would think she was going after the traitor and her boyfriend to Las Vegas, then ruffled their bed, or even her friends thought Adelia was at the police station. Be a bride in a prison house.

"Even though I've given everything for you..." she sat limply, frowning.

"Sacrificing my job just to accompany your little sister in the hospital, buying luxury stuff so you can live comfortably in my apartment for seven years…."

"And now, you stole all the savings I had collected from my work, and then you ran away with a friend from the office with me!"

"Steve bastard!"

"Damn it!"

Adelia heard the faint sound of a vehicle approaching the place. She hoped her boyfriend would apologize or return the money he stole from her. But to get him to his knees begging for mercy, she wouldn't turn around until Steve had greeted her first.

The vehicle stopped and turned off the bush lights where it was hiding. Adelia prepared to hit the bastard one hard just as it was about to touch her. Her actions were stopped when Adelia found a group of neatly dressed people surrounding the place.

Their looks look scary. It turns out that there have been parked luxury cars, and their appearance looks like they are waiting for a significant person who will join the gathering. Adelia didn't want to get involved with the people and moved to another place.

"I'd rather crawl away than stare at those people."

she gripped the beer bottle tightly just in case she moved one knee. The more car stopped there. Adelia, who wanted to know who the person they were waiting for was, finally decided for a moment to look.

The man was holding the dog's leash and tugging it out of the trunk. The sound of moaning that sounded made Adelia shiver. He, who looked like the leader of the people, gave a signal for them to turn around. A person facing right in front of Adelia was hiding. At that moment, she couldn't move.

She found the man in the white shirt holding a whip and banging on something. It turned out that the rope chain was tied not for the animal, which Adelia thought was a dog but for a man who looked thin and only wore underwear. His face was covered in bruises, and blood ran down his body.

"My apologies, young master."

"Please let me go. I promise I won't tell anyone about this."

I will devote my whole life to working in the house alone so that you can watch my movements."

"Please spare me this time, young master."

The man pleaded with his face that was almost out of shape, while the man who looked domineering just loosened the collar and shirt that was choking him. he did not heed every pleading word to be released. The young man preferred to beat him repeatedly.

His expression looks immensely enjoyed, and his shining red eyes have no intention of stopping even if the bound person is not moving.

[Ctar…Splash…]

[Craat…Sraat]

In the night, squeaks filled the place. Adelia's knees were shaking between the pain of enduring her body and the fear that any of them might see her flashy white dress.

'I have to endure. It is not enough with the pain of being betrayed by that person.'

'Since it concerns my life and mine, I should be able to endure a little longer. At least until you turn around,' Adelia said, closing her eyes. She didn't want to get involved in this, let alone deal with people who seemed in power.

"How is she?" Ask the man to stop the game.

"Bring her here!" the man then smoothed his sleeves, stepped on the body of a woman wearing a red dress, and kicked her many times. The woman there could only move her hand to stop hitting her.

The wind carried a suspicious smell. Adelia covers her nose and mouth so as not to vomit.

'Damn, my stomach hurts, and sick.'

'I want to throw up. Disgusting…Terrible.'

The man walked up to the girl, who could only wink. He took a knife from his shirt pocket, slashed his wrist, and put it into a beautiful glass.

"Throw them into the river!" suddenly, half of the guard moved quickly to execute the two people who had become corpses.

Adelia was relieved. The guard standing in front of her moved along. They picked them up without hesitation and threw them right beside Adelia. The man came closer and saw a black shadow on the river.

He enjoyed a red liquid and a classy cigarette looking at the sparkling city. Adelia tried to stay away as much as possible and crawled slowly. She almost fell and caught up with them in the darkness.

She found vigorous vines even though her body was filled with sharp thorns and cut her to the point of bleeding.

"I smell another blood here."

[Riiing…riiing…ring]

"Erm, umm."

"Okay, I'll be there." While exhaling a puff of smoke, he did not forget to drink the fresh blood in one gulp and threw it into the river far away.

When he wanted to go back, his footsteps stopped. His red eyes reflected on the object that was lying on the ground. He picked it up and carried it away. They immediately stabbed out and left only dust flying around.

After making sure that no one was on guard there, Adelia went up. She succeeded and left the place.

'It's nuts, crazy.'

"What was that?"

"Is he human? Torture people and then drink their blood."

"This is worse than I imagined. I have to go back home now."

The girl was crying, holding the pain, and forgetting everything happening earlier. There was no time for her to mourn the jerk who only tricked her. She limped, trying to get up and leave despite falling many times because of the dress being stepped on.

The beer bottle in his hand was also not removed, just in case as a weapon. Luckily the highway was still busy with vehicles. She waved her hand to get into a taxi. She knocked on the glass door because the car door didn't open right away.

"Sir, open the door!"

The driver hesitated to see Adelia's tattered appearance, a gown covered in blood and holding a bottle of alcohol from behind a tightly closed glass window.

"Help me, I just slipped after the wedding, and they're leaving me now."

"This isn't blood. It's the rest of the wine that was in my hand."

'Fuck it if you know the bottle I'm holding isn't red wine. The important thing is that I can get out of here.'

Not long after, he heard the door open in a hurry. Adelia entered and closed it without knowing the bottom cloth was still tasting outside. He drives to her home address without considering giving her a wedding ring as an expense.

"This is too much, miss."

"It's fine. I don't need it anymore after all. Let's say I'm throwing a shit." She answered while catching her breath.

Adelia threw the empty bottle in her hand and rested for a while.

People who saw Adelia's appearance like a ghost bride talked about her, but she didn't care about it.

'At least it's safe here, and many people were walking around.'

"Adelia! Hey Adelia!" shouted a receptionist, her face and eyes wrinkled and bruised. She turned. The man wanted to talk to him again and took out a large package and placed it on the table.

She walked over and opened the box. It contains a bottle of 1947 CB Emilion wine, 'Adelia Thomson and Steve Fuzo's wedding cake, and a piece of paper with [Congratulations on your marriage]. The recipient of the gift had no feeling of lavish gifts for her.

The people there didn't stop talking about her appearance and marriage breakdown. She gave it to the cleaners who were busy doing their job.

'At least this guy won't say anything.'

The face looked confused by receiving a large package in his hand until he dropped the cleaning tool, and Adelia just left it.