LAYA

How does it feel to have someone who will support you with the things you wants? Who will love you no matter what. To have a home.

Lately, I lost passion on the things I used to love. I feel so tired when in fact, I'm not even doing anything. And when I feel like everything's falling apart, a savior in disguise came. He was invisible to everyone except me.

"No! Please...help..." I screamed but my voice was to weak that it becomes a whisper.

Will I be dead?

I started to close my eyes, accepting my fate. Suddenly, I feel the coldness of something wrapping around my body.

"You're safe." A voice that seems too close yet so far.

"No. You're not."

I opened my eyes in shock when fire sorrounded me. Gone the presence of coldness. All I can see is fire and its unbearable heat.

I looked at where the voice came from and saw a man standing. Anger and rage was all over him. Cold, sharp, merciless.

"Ahhh!!!!!" I rolled down over the yard when I land. Hoping that the fire would disappear. But I know that it's not an ordinary fire.

It is from him.

Sarmien. The stranger.