The Colours of Dawn

PROLOGUE

***Trigger Warning : (Includes Crash Scene)***

The car rushed through the road at full pace shredding all the bleakness and stillness of its way. It was a shivering winter night, which produced all its foggy effects to mislead its commuters. Even the most skilled ones would find it horrible to drive in such evil.

However, his experienced racer perceptions made their move through the smog without faltering a bit.

His body was stiff and well-built including the natural light tan skin tone. Yet the feature which made him look cutesier was the dimples of his cheeks which pronounced its appearance in every smile. The brightness of his eyes could still be recognized while it got disturbed with the silky black locks which owned the shades of brown within the tints of dark and chocolate. And the eyelashes were moderately longer than usual which made them pretty attractive to amulet others.

But at that moment the eyes were swollen in red. It could be assumed that he mourned the entire night. His grip grew stronger around the steering as he took a wild turn while jetting through the smoky darkness.

It was precisely the darkest of all nights, the darkness that led turmoil to his life, the darkness that squandered his life into pieces. His heart could be promptly compared to the remnants of a shattered glass, which lost all its hope to be mended.

It hadn't been light for him to come to this consequence. Although it was hard to accept that he's been living a lie for his whole life, he needed to find out the truth, even if it broke him twice.

A few moments, only a few moments were enough to make his life turn upside-down revealing the bitterness of the cruel truth.

No, he was not upset that his fiance cheated on him, though he adored her even more than himself. Nor because his father fabricated the reality to defend his pride.

But he was upset because the person he had admired and cherished his entire life was the one who renounced him. She denied his existence and never wanted to coincide with his shadow. He thrust his foot hard on the accelerator that was being pressed against it constantly, forcing the car to speed up.

Why did he hate him that much? Why?

Why did his Mother abandon him, while he always wanted to reach her and embrace her for once?

Nothing could hold his actions today, because he needed to uncover the truth.

No matter how painful it was, no matter whatever happened to him, he couldn't be at relief without meeting his mom. Emotions started to pile up against the damaged heart retaining the incidents which didn't take place long already. Teardrops swelled down the sights sprinkling his sharp nose as it rolled down to his straight jawline.

Suddenly, a shrieking intense tone played up diverting his way of motion. It was his phone enunciating its presence. He gripped it hard, willing to crush it through the window but held back perceiving the owner of the call. No matter what happened he could never disobey his grandpa, who meant the whole world to him.

But before he managed to react, an illumination of yellow lights flooded his visions. He twisted the wheel violently to evade the crash with the monstrous four-wheeler before him. But it was too late. However he contrived in bypassing the vehicle, but the road was too tight to retain a truck and an SUV RAV4 side-by-side.

The car lost its direction before banging a tree and crash-landed on the jute acreage.

Ayan was blessed enough to leave through the exit. He jumped on the grass before him omitting the clatter behind. The car laying after looked like nothing but a mound of paper fatally impacted from the front.

He tried to bring himself up when he felt the sharp pain in his head. He noticed a puddle of red beneath him. His hands spurted to his head to find the warm liquid welling down.

He instantly remembered his forehead hitting the steering wheel ahead to the trunk. His visions started to grow blurry as his head began to thump harshly, urging him to sit back on the ground. But he struggled back to find anything that could help him to call someone for aides, eventually his phone.

But he was already in half a sense by that time. The pain sprang severely, the whole world lay behind him as he fell on the ground crumbled in pain.

At the last minutes, he made his final effort by trying to request someone for help. But there was no one in sight. No one except for the greenery and the immerging shades of the dawn.

The place was quiet, peaceful. The peace which everyone would yearn for, but maybe not in a time like this.

And the dawn never may have beautified itself like it did that day, as for he believed at that moment.

His vision turned more ominous as the shade of the sky reddened more gloriously, awakening a new beginning, declaring a happy initiation.

A/N: Assalamualikum, everyone. This is my first time writing a scene like this, so I'm honestly a little nervous about it (^～^;)ゞ

Please comment if you liked it or not as it inspires me to write more *･゜ﾟ(^O^)↝

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