Will never be loved

He saw Siara's face, it had both shades of both query and happiness, if he wanted he could have said something to her for this fight, but he holds no place to say that. Even if Siara was scheming, Sara was the wrong one too. Sara was someone who could never control emotion, and mostly her negative emotions.

He ignored Siara and passed her, he stopped before Sara who was still on the floor, hiding her face away from him.

How embarrassing! Why did he have to see her being weak and defeated by some useless one?

"Weak ones will never be loved, or cared, either become strong...or die…" her father's word ran through her mind. She hated to accept being defeated.

Michael squatted down, moving his hand forward to help her get up, "Are you okay?" He asked in a worried won't.

She didn't even reply nor moved a bit, the last thing she wants to see him is being weak and defeated. Will he still love it? No, of course not, he will just feel disgusted by her. Cares and love are not for weak ones. And she was being weak, no she can't let him see her as weak.

Noticing her not replying, he forwarded his hands to touch her shoulder, but seeing his hands coming towards her, she saw the vision of his disgust, "Go away!!" She shrieked, pushing away his hand and getting up from the floor.

Michael was utterly astonished seeing her acting all distant to him. He yearned to ask her question why she was behaving like that but knowing that they were still in the public he holds himself from asking her anything.

Sara didn't even look at him afraid, she will notice disgust for her in his eyes," I can handle my matters, I don't need your help."

Saying her words, she walked towards Siara.

"Did you think I am that weak?" Sara sneered, walking closer to her, eyes cold and dark. The air around her became dark and cold. Even people little close to her feeling difficult to stay there from coldness and darkness.

Michael felt the tsunami, Siara awakened unknowingly. Tsunami, which was bound to create devastation, and no one can stop this tsunami.

Siara felt the chillness radiated by Sara, she stepped back, feeling chill down her spines. Sara's dark, cold and lifeless orb was making her shudder.

"What do you want? Stop there.." Sara tried to gather a bit of courage and tried to warn her, walking back. Sara didn't even bounce a bit, she continued walking closer to her, pinning her on the wall.

"Do you know what happens to the fish who rebels most?" She whispered coldly in Siara's ears.

Cold beads of sweats started to form on her forehead, she never felt more scared than this. Whenever they fought, she has never shown Sara being so cold and scary. It was the first time she saw that face of her.

Sara looked at her eyes, scanning through her soul, she smirked before whispering again, "They die first."

Her words made are felt numb, what did she mean? Was she indirectly telling she was going to kill her?

Siara looked at Sara, her eyes about to pop out from the shock. Sara was standing in front of her as if she said nothing, but suddenly her eyes turn back to cold and ruthless, her smile was gone like it was never there, and suddenly she felt Sara's hand around her neck, strangling to her death.

Siara tried to push her away but nothing was working, she even tried to kick her to stop her but she immobilized her even before it could touch her stomach.

"I told you, don't mess with me?" Sara warned her slamming her head on a table beside them. Siara was not in a place to reply or say anything. She was coughing hard after Sara let go of her neck.

Sara didn't stop there, she kicked her from the back, making her fall on the floor. She stepped on her leg, the one with which she kicked her before.

"Isn't this that leg, say goodbye to it." Her last words were like a cold murderer with no empathy, just craziness to kill and destroy everything in front of her.

Michael didn't know what he should do, if he tries to stop her, she will rebel more if he doesn't Siara may die from her hands today.

He took a deep breath, "We will see what happens later." He mumbled those words to himself before gathering all his braveness and walking towards Sara and pulling her by her hand into his embrace.

"Stop it." He said to her, holding her into his arms. The dark, cold aura of Sara finally stopped.