Chapter 3

I woke up in a white surrounding, the thought of me meeting God for sure after everything that i remember earlier. After the hit i sat down and ready myself to meet Him.

But instead it was actually my brother in front of me and was in the left side of the corner of my bed sleeping. And my mother shouted "are you okay? How are you?" i was about to face her when she was crying, i think seeing myself in the mirror later would be a crying time. There's no pain i felt, i think anesthesia played great in my body.

Oh maybe later? Maybe i can felt that pain later.

I was snatched from that thought because mama was touching me from my arm. She caressed my face "who did this to you my daughter?" she said while crying, the amount fear and at the same time sympathy from her makes me teared up.

"sorry ma! I didn't know who did this to me, i was just there because of circumstances. About to help somebody but to forget how much will i be endanger that time. It's just how pity they are, bloody guy on the floor wanted me run away without them. Then---" i stopped when mama said...

" you should talk to the police, biggie. They will gonna help you who did this thing to you."

I stared for a long time, i don't know what to do. What if the scumbags will come back tried to do revenge, they are not the person i think policemen will put them into jail. They are just like me a student from what i observe, they looks like attend the same school as i am. But the blue guy seems different-- no all of them.

Well dressed

Elite looks

I felt the chills again when i remember the guy with a blue hair. Full of resentments in his eye, lots of anger to fume in this world.

A rebel who wanted his freedom a lot.

"Ma! This time i won't tell." i subconsciously told her.