Chapter 1/Season 1

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December 16 2023

It's been 2 years since the attack happened, how fast time flying.

Khai is in the hospital right now due to the attack. We don't know what could happen in the future.

Here I'm trying my best to stay focus on school and life, Words couldn't describe what I felt right now... Trauma, shocked, fear, nothing... Nothing could describe my feeling.

Sarah POV

I close the book and realize I already late to school. I hurry up get ready and go to school everything seems fine. Untill the eyes of people start to staring at me. Some of them know me as saviour while some of them know me as THE DAUGHTER OF A MURDERER. I'm fine with it I just need to get used to it.

Time flies, schools end. I quickly get home, cook and heading to the hospital to drop off the food before going to my part time job. Not having both parents is not an easy life. Salute to all the kids that don't have a parents.

What could get any worse on this day. On my way to work I saw a woman being snatched. And without stale language I went to help. and the woman was not at all grateful because she was afraid of me. She knew me as a murderer's daughter. I feel sad knowing that this will not end unless I atone my mistake. I have to do something.

Time skip

Returned home feeling relieved and calm but my mind still running. Thinking about the past. the longing for my mother is starting to be hard to beat again. Tears flowed and wet my cheeks and hands. Know that I can't meet And see her sweet smile I curl up my knees to my chest and cry my eyes out while sobbing uncontrollably. And not realizing that I fall asleep.

Khai POV

Looking out the window wondering what sarah is doing. 5 hours have passed since I woke up in pain. I was wondering if sarah somehow late for school or forgot about my food. hospital foods sometime just don't taste so good. 30 minutes pass and there she is with my food while look like someone who just wake up from a sleep.

Finished with food, sitting and looking out the windows my mind start to fill up what could happen to sarah at school and work. She may look like a person that don't care about someone else's life but believe it or not she actually care. Sometimes when we give people to much attention some of them will care and appreciate it while some people don't even care about it

Before anything took over me I get up and wash my face and look at the mirror with the scar and the metal arm that always bring fears to me. Yet I don't let it take control. Our dad such a great guy but anyone could change.

"God khai, stop thinking about that old man, he deserve to rot in hell after what he did to you" I said to myself. Without anything I continue my day like every single day that I had in this boring place

As time went on, the doctor came into my room and told me that I would be discharged from the hospital next week. You don't know how happy I am to heard that news from them. Without a waste of time I call sarah telling her I will be discharged next week I was so happy untill I realize the pain in her voice. It almost crack like she about to breakdown "hey, you ok?. Tell me what's wrong. Maybe I could help" with that she just say that she's fine and I should get some rest and hang up the phone on me.

Feel a little bit sad and anger knowing that she could be crying because of the hate that she get or missing mom and I couldn't be there to comfort and help her to get through this. Look up the ceiling think back. "Why the hell I even followed his command" If my ego wasn't that big of a deal this thing wouldn't happened. She wouldn't be alone, people won't hate us, people will not judge us, people won't stare at us like we are a monster or something.

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