Twisted

A glimpse

All the famous painters expressed all their emotions in their paintings and people could easily explain it but they were too short to feel it. They found how amazing and hilarious they can draw but they didn't live the reasons that made them draw it.

On 13 July 2022

I was standing in front of my choking painting, I was just staring at it. Trying to believe what I'm living in and how my life has become and how it's me. I can feel myself choking instead of the man in the painting.

"Do you remember your first day here?" Roman surprised me by saying those words.

He stood next to me and stared at my painting too.

I sarcastically sighed.

"I was an idiot... a small cat was thinking that the world is as dumb as her" I sarcastically smiled.

"You were a small angel that has fallen from the sky, Yes, you were so naive but... But you were shining but now! I don't see except darkness around you. Your eyes became dark and I'm afraid your soul too and I'm sure it's not because of us"

"Angel" I spelled it slowly.

"Are you okay, Gurl?" Roman spoke softly while looking at me.

I stared at him without answering.

"You're depressed, what's happening with you?" Roman asked again. I kept my foggy expression an answer for him.

"Why did you report my absence as kidnapping, Roman?" I asked.

And he didn't answer.

"Why did you think I was kidnapped and by whom would I be?" I asked again with a deep quiet tone.

"I was worried... No one knew where you were, also you didn't answer my phone calls. So, everything is possible here" He answered.

"Why would you care? Why everyone in this freaking gallery is concerned about me that much?" I hissed angrily.

Roman pressed his tongue against his inner cheek.

Before Roman can give me an answer, one of those 3 brothers appeared. It was the leader of those 3 Chinese men.

"Mr.Harvey...." He gave me a glimpse and then continued his words to Roman.

"Nicole is asking to see you" He calmly said.

Roman nodded, he gave me a last stare and left while that Chinese one stayed staring at me.

"Good morning, Hudson" He grinned.

I don't like this smile.

I only gave him a stare.

"You know... All in this gallery are surprised by your sudden change, I didn't know you from the beginning but you seemed to be weak, shy and not a feisty one"

"Now you know, get the hell away from my way, Chinese" I rolled my eyes while walking away.

"Korean, A Korean, Hudson" He widened his smile.

I stopped and turned to face him.

"And my name is Park Vanngo" He looked at me with challenging eyes.

"Not interested" I rolled my eyes and continued my way out.

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"No way, you're taking that piece to your house" Nick expressed his hatefulness to the statue by those words.

"It's cute" Aria commented.