1. Brielle

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🚫The following chapter contains materials that may be harmful or traumatizing to some readers as there is mentioned about blood, suicide and many more...🚫

Girl, who is found half unconsciously, near window of her room with several cuts in her left wrist. Even if she was unconscious, she is saying something to no one "don't help me... please.. i will leave"

There was no one to hear her out.. why she is still speaking?? No one tried to listen her in past, now she is in the verge of dying.. still no one! Her eyes was ready to blust out with tears remembering how her life was??

A 14 year old girl who always wish to be happy and make others happy is now 21 and, wishing to die... Her life was quite complicated these past 7 years.

Blood all over the floor, she smiled weaikly knowing that no one can hurt her anymore even herself... She clearly deeply watched each blood drop coming out from her wounded wrist.

If we've gone to the past of her...

a small little girl who gives everyone a reason to smile, she herself was many peoples reason to smile... But the way she cared for others.. no one tried to give her. No one knows that she is dying inside.. to be honest, she already died mentally.

An introverted girl like her, didn't dared to share her past to anyone... In the age of 13, she lost her parents, who was everything for her. Later, she started living with her relatives who always thinks that brielle was just a burden to them... Brielle was the 'cindrella' of them.. They treated her as a maid who can clean their house and a cook. Remember, brielle was only 13! She tried to stay there even if she is suffering because she knows that there is no way for her to live rather than being with them.. Later and later... Her relatives started to beat her, kick her, sometimes.. they didn't even give her food.. "Burden, Just a burden!! I don't know what misfortune we have to take you with us!!" these words of her aunt, she can still hear.. it was giving her trauma these years..

After 5 years of suffer, our Brielle is 18 years now! She was planning these 5years to move out from that house, more like a cage. She mentioned to her uncle and aunt that she is moving out.. Even if that makes them happy, brielle's right cheek received a hard slap making her fall down and leaving a print of her aunt's palm on her cheeks. "You are moving out?? I took care of you.. you need to listen to me, You Are Not Going Anywhere" her aunt Emma speaks. Brielle was controlling everything, but she can't anymore..

"Who took care of whom?? huh? Ever since, do you even love me? Everything you did for me was hurting me. And if you're saying about the meal you gave... you better don't mention it.. These 5years.. almost half days of a year, i was craving for something to eat.. If you hate me that much and think of me as a burden, then you can just let me live by my own.. but you don't! why?? because i was a maid for you... All these days.. Even today!!" finally, the day came, where brielle speaks for herself.. She runned from their house with her luggage..

And these past three years, she worked at night to live and studied at day time.. She was in guilt all these years, that she shouted at her aunt whom she lives with... Even she only hurted her, there was only her when brielle's parents died.

Brielle was too busy to even remember about her past.. slowly, she turned to be happy... We can't mention it as 'happiness' as its just a cover to her real face.. Still, she tried to smile everyday..

She didn't thought that she would be in this situation where she lays, covered with blood, bitter smile in her lips and tears in eyes not because of the pain in body, but the pain in her heart. Slowly.. slowly.. her breath stops.