Chapter 2 (who?)

Surprisingly , this is different from what I thought. I did open it but there is a small paper folded with dust. I just hope that it will be like those fancy manga story , like how miracle that as if the god listened to the request of what bothering me but no. It was just some numbers of a contact. I crushed it and threw it on the floor and kick it. As usual I cried loud this time and coincidentally my dad is not at home except my stepbrother and mother.

The next morning my aunt unlocked the door and rushed towards my bed and pull my hair.I was shock and I let out my tears. " You useless shil , couldn't you be more useful. You should be more independent and mature that you will know what you'll need to do and your brother Kelvin is having a party today so why not you go make some delicious food while before that you should go buy some groceries, "my stepmom said it in a annoying voice. While she is pulling my hair and I was walking like a zombie , the step brother of mine looked at me and laughed.

As we arrived in the kitchen, she stopped pulling my hair and throw me inside. she throw me a fifty dollars of smaller note in my face and order me around.I nodded and went out. My life is not normal anymore after my mom divorce and they treated me like a servant as while as my dad. I wish I could just die.

While walking to the convenience shop ,all neighbour's aunt saw me and turn in a blink of an eye. They pretended not to know me since my mom divorced. The look of their eyes is all pity. I swear if I get the chance again, I would want to live a new life . Not just use money to revenge but make connections of others to revenge. Eventually , this all have become trauma for me so who ever who are kind is helping me , I will tremble due to act of kindness from those who bullied me before.

I arrived at the shop . This took me ten to fifteen minutes to arrive with no transportation, money or friends. After 20 minutes of shopping, I walk back home. When I pass by a dress specialist shop, I stopped . I stare at the dress for one minute and imagine of wearing. However, I could not afford it. Then , a guy said my name.

" Shil ? Shil!! Is YOU! How are you still alive? I heard from my parents that you were not founded and rumors said you were torture to death. of course I do not believe in those bullshit . " he said wth a worried tone. I was surprised and my eyes widen. " Who are you? " I said it while holding my plastic bag tightly.

Then he put his hands on my shoulder. I grasp and looked at him and he smile. He had a pairs of sharp eyes and his iris is dark blue. He is about hundred and seventy - three cm in height ,also can said he is bout sixty three or sixty two kg in weight. What I'm trying to said is that he is handsome and that is everyone's type. While as for me , I do not like handsome guys or beautiful girls despite that they got two face that was hard to discover.