Chapter 33: Faye Evans

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The MP kicked me at the gate

So this is the Underground?

It's dark

I have read it in books about this underground city but I have never thought I will now live at this kind of place

I still haven't left my mother's side since I was child

Now seeing her dead in front of me

Still was a shock at me

"What was the syringe for?" I asked myself

I was a child I couldn't do anything

Seeing her scream in pain from being tortured

I always see her smile but now I wouldn't see that again

I cried

I couldn't stop crying

I don't know what to do in place like this

I couldn't even take care of myself properly

Everything happened so fast

It was my fault that she died

She could kill them all with one flick of her finger

I was the one who held her back

I lead my mother to her death

And I just stare and watch her die

I still couldn't accept that I'm now alone

A man suddenly held my shoulder

"Aren't you a cutie" He said

The man looks like his drunk

"Uhm I'm sorry" I said and pushed his hand away from me

"So your hard to get?" he asked

"I'm minor and you look like your in your 30's" I said

"So what the younger the better" he said and started laughing

I look at him terrified I tried to run from him

But he pinned me down

"Please stop!! Don't!!" I yelled tears started falling at my blue orbs

"Im gonna have fun with you" he said and smiled

"NOOOOOO!!" I yelled and tried shaking my way out of his grasp

He was about to kiss me

When someone kicked him in the face

It was a boy with black hair

He started kicking the man that was about to sexual harass me

I stare at them in the distance

When I saw the man stood up and tried punching him

But the boy quickly dodge it

And he started kicking the man

He started brutally punching the man

But I was glad he saved me

The scene caused other people to gather around us

The boy kicked him harder until the man couldn't manage to move

And then I saw him stopped and dropped the man in the dirty floor

The crowd started to scatter and minded their own business

"He left" I heard the boy mumble

He was glaring down the floor like it did something to him

"Who?" I asked

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