2 War is not over yet...

Angel's pov:

That day I decided whether God gives me the answer or not..

I will definitely find one. I was on the verge of break down. It was enough I can't tolerate anymore. I decided to run away from home.

The love materialistic things right, so be it. I promised to myself to return to this country only when I would be of much higher status then them. I will show them what I can do and will definitely make them pay for their sins. I admit right know I am nothing without them. I would certainly face many miseries once I left this place. But I was sure of one thing whatever problems will come infront of me I will face it with my head held high. I will not let the fire of revenge and becoming something in my life burning in my heart die so easily.

Up till now I have had the determination of helping and loving my family and friend and I did it with enthusiasm..And from now on the determination of making them lose, making them suffer all those things which I once did will be the reason which will force me to live to survive..

They call me bad omen and devil incarnation then I will prove them that I am certainly one..

From now on I'll be selfish, self centred, egoistic and ruthless. So it's decided I will run away and go far away from here.

I got up from my bed started packing all the necessary things and definitely not the valuable things given to me by my family..

I don't want anything given by them to be with me. I hurriedly packed the necessity and left my room after looking it for one last time. I got downstairs and as usual there was no one around as its already 11:45 pm. My eyes got teary after the last glance at my house, many memories flooded in my mind some bad and some good. I was now standing in front of airport. I took a deep breathe and got inside. Asked for the earliest flight to London. They told me that it was within an hour. I booked the tickets and went to waiting room and started to remember my past. I wondered whether my family would be worried if they come to know that I ran away from home or not. For my assurance I left a letter before leaving. But deep inside my heart I knew they won't care it means nothing to them. Even if I die they won't even mourn and be sad.

Tears escaped from my eyes. Time flew by, announcement for the flight was made. I took my stuff and left for boarding gate. But before boarding I turned back and said

"I'll come back stronger than ever and the war is not over yet... wait for me... ". I smiled sadly and boarded the plane.