V Is For

Prologue

A guy is running in the middle of a dark street. Escaping. Almost out of his breath. His legs almost breaking from running hard and fast. He cursed, running for his life for no reason, scratch that for some crime he didn't commit. Damn. He was running like a criminal.

He tried for the safwaf haven he could find he's tired as fuck. He can still here those fucking sirens after him. He got bilnded by the lights blocking his way.

"Stay still. Put your hands up. You're under arrest."

The guy smirked while raising his hands for surrender. He was grabbed violently and pinned on the cold wall. He tasted his own blood oozed from his lips, caused by thr impact but he doesn't any pain. Why blood taste so sweet now? He felt that cold metal on his wrists, hand cuffed on the back. He wanted to laugh when he saw those police cars. He will face his fate anytime now.

The police officers almost lost their patience on him. He just looked at them with no emotion at all. Not even a word breathed. He just watch them losing it.

He just raised his eyebrows when brought to hos new home. Behind the steel gate with a little window. He was thrown there just like trash. When the police left. His laugh echoed in the detention facility.

3 years after

She waved goodbye to her parents. It's been almost 3 years. 3 years of mourn and longing. It still pains her, even justice is  served. It's still very painful. The hatred for that murderer is still there. She can't still forgive, how could she forgive? Of all all people why? Why him? How could he? Why?

She wanted to slap those questions to his face. But she couldn't. She couldn't. Just the sight of him, hurt her. Up until now she doesn't know what to feel. So many questions, that she couldn't find  the answers. 

She tilted her head up as if the tears wouldn't flow. She closed her eyes tightly. For the nth time in 3 years, she took the deepest breaths trying to calm herself to erase everything for a while. She has to live. She promised she will be strong. She promised she will succeed. No one could hurt her again.