KUFAL

That kind of heartbreak

It was a typical friday afternoon. The sounds of leaves rustling, the conversation and bustling of car engines outside their apartment complex, and the clouds were just right giving enough shade. A good weather to go out and have a walk. But instead, Mizu did not want to go out.

"Will you stop crying?" Her friend begged HER as she cried nonstop after she saw her ex with another girl. Well they've been apart for like, ages ago, and yet she's still here..sulking, and can't move on.

"Mizuki you can't change the past" her friend said to her sadly. Tone comforting her. "I know I can't change anything, but it still hurts" she said while wiping her tears away.

"you know what. Instead of moping around like that, why don't we go to a party at a bar, to enjoy ourselves?" her friend suggested to her excitingly. "I mean look at you, you look......LIKE A zombie who just came out from its long-time slumber underground...
why don't you freshen up a bit??"

Mizuki looked at herself in the mirror. Her friend was right. She was very CAREWORN. VERY. Dark eyebags visible beneath her soft and puffy eyes due to nonstop crying and balling her eyes out. Her tomato-colored nose which twitches from time to time due to crying.

She thought to herself, 'Why not enjoy a lil bit of fun, just for tonight? Forget all the pain temporarily...

And so she agreed to come at the party as well, and decided to doll herself up until she looked decent enough to go outside and socialize.

As soon as they entered the room, the sound of blasting rock music filled their ears, moving against the alcohol-stenched people. Dancing and rocking themselves up like there was no tomorrow. Mizu coughed when she inhaled a puff of smoke coming from the cigars and vape of people around them.
What did you expect from a bar? She cleared her mind, and decided to get wasted to forget all her problems and heartbreak for a while. And she did. The moment they started chugging down liquors, she got separated from her friend. But she didn't care one bit and continued drinking.

She got drunk. Wait...No. She got wasted.
She partied all night like a wild animal. Like she hasn't been released from her confinement in ages. She was already losing her sanity and only thought of partying all night. Despite, well their is still a bit of consciousness left but she doubt it's gonna keep her in her tracks until the night is over.

She was a beautiful young lady. It's no surprise if a jerk would come up to her and try to take advantage of her not-so-sane self.

A few moments after heading down to the dancefloor, someone went and tried to touch her. Luckily, she was still sane enough to fend herself off.

The sanity that was barely holding on, found useful for her way to avoid the jerk and made her way to the girl'srestroom.

She locked the door, looked at herself in the mirror and felt pity. She felt sorry for herself for being..."such a lost cause" she said to herself. She sighed. She bit her lip when tears started to fill her eyes again. She was about to break herself up, but she felt something. A presence.

She looked around, feeling scared and anxious at the same time. The alcohol which penetrated her mind, didn't help one bit because it was knocking her out. But she held herself together and said, "who's there?"
No one answered. Then she felt it again. Her eyes started to wander around, searching where the presence is coming from.

Her heart stopped beating momentarily and she felt a lump on her throat. Cold sweats breaking in her hands as she saw this enormous, black shadow, slowly approaching her. She tried to scream her lungs out, but nohing came out of her mouth.

Is this my end? She though. Is this good enough? I guess it is. She closed her eyes, waiting for the obsidian-colored shadow closing in as each second passes, and with the hold of her breath, she let the darkness swallow her.

I wish my life would have been better than this. I should've just enjoyed it, instead of sulking and torturing myself up. Riling my insides because of the pain I've been carrying..until next time, in my next life. I would be live better.

PERSSS CHAPTER YALLL SORRY AGAIN FOR THE SPELLINGS AND GRAMMARS I HOPE YOU LIKE IT

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