Chapter 2: Endless Suffering

Class ended and it was time to go home. Elis doesn't want to go home yet so she went to a nearby café to spend her time. After an hour, she went home.

When she entered her house, she saw her drunk mother. Her sister wasn't home but she knows that she will come home drunk. It wasn't a new sight for her. It was always like this. She removed her shoes and placed it on the shoe rack. She went up to her room and closed the door. She removed her uniform and dressed in comfortable clothes.

She sat in front of her study table and started doing her homework. After 30 minutes the main door of their house opened. Elis hears her sister shouting her name. "Elis!"

She flinched. Elis hears her sister's footsteps drawing nearer and nearer. Her sister knocked on her door loudly. Elis slowly walks toward the door. She doesn't want to open it but she knows what will happen if she doesn't.

"Open the door you dumb b*tch!" Elis' sister shouted.

She slowly turns the knob of the door. Her hand was shaking intensely. The moment the door opens, her sister kicked the door open. Elis was greeted by the alcoholic stench and the glare of her sister. Elis became even more frightened when she saw the knife her sister was holding.

Her sister creepily smiled at her before saying, "I'm glad you're alive and well"

Elis was trembling, frightened of what her sister will do to her this time.

"I wonder how you always manage to survive. Well. It won't matter anymore. This time, I'll really kill you" her sister said in a frightening tone. She was smiling but her eyes were emotionless. Elis slowly backs away from her while her sister continues to move forward.

"I-I'm sorry, elder sister. Please forgive me. Please don't kill me" Elis pleads for her life as she continues to back away.

"Your very existence is a sin. You don't deserve to live" Her sister said before she raises her hand. Elis blocks herself with her arms and she felt excruciating pain from the knife that pierced through her arms. She felt the knife go through her bones and muscles. But as if it wasn't enough, her sister pulled the knife and pierced her other arm.

Because of the pain, Elis wasn't able to shout. She wasn't able to do anything. She felt the warmth of her blood flows down to her stomach. The pain was too much that she felt numb. She just stayed there, her sliced arms in front of her face. Her sister gets up, the bloody knife in her hand. She looked at Elis with no emotion before walking away. Elis sighed. She felt weak and cold. She slowly reaches for the bandages in the drawer of her study table. She immediately bandaged her arms and tried to clean the blood on the floor. She felt weak after losing so much blood. She went to her bed and slept.