Glimpse of Yesterday

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Trigger Warning: Suicide

"P-Please! D-Don't kill her!" My sister begged.

I fiercely looked at my father's eyes who was at the moment, full of emotions: rage, guilt, pain, and sadness.

"Go ahead. I've been through enough. Truth is, I was first before you, before this, I also tried to kill myself. What a coincidence right? It was like the fate was telling me that I really deserve to die." I laughed bitterly.

"No! No! No! Please don't!" Andra almost lost her breathing because of her sobs and shouts.

I was just hugging my broken guitar, looking intensely at my father, waiting for him to do the thing I wanted to do to myself.

But seems like, guilt overpowered his repugnance.

His hand trembled and unconsciously threw the gun away from him. He was pale and his face was etched with disbelief as he stepped backward, realizing what he just did.

My sister then, ran towards me and hugged me tightly, afraid of losing me as she sobbed with all her strength.

Guilt then drowned me because of the hideous act I did earlier, not knowing how much my sister would be affected to my death.

I guess I was selfish. Selfish for instead of riding the road of life, I took the shortcut and decided to let myself fall into the pit of hell just so I could be an exemption to the trials of life.

I was almost a murderer... like what my father just did.

"I-I'm sorry..." I softly mumbled.

"N-No... n-no... I'm sorry," she cried.

The loud slam of the door echoed the whole room and it was dad who ran away.

"I-I... I should head out." It was mom.

She didn't even let us answer her and just shut the door leaving me and my sister alone.

"A-Alessia, are you okay?" She asked after calming down.

I smiled at her and kissed her cheeks.

"I'm okay. Go back to your bed."

She just nodded and with knees trembling, she managed to obey my order. After minutes, I followed her and sat beside her.

She silently grabbed the cup of noodles that was on the side table and my gaze followed her move.

"Here," she gave me the half open cup noodles.

"For what?" I asked, confused.

"You didn't get to eat. I know you're hungry and dad just brought 1 so I save one for you," she then smiled.

And just by that, it sent warmth in my heart with the sweet sensation of love and adoration towards her.

I wish it was just the both of us.

I wish she didn't have any conditions just so we could both ran away from this hell.

But I know it's impossible and I'll be selfish if I did that. I can't leave her as well as I can't let her die because of my lacking.

And I don't know why am I even standing here alone, in the pond, waiting for someone.

It's only been hours when he bid his farewell but I can't help but to expect and wait for him because all I need right now is a person whom I can cry to.

Well, I guess I can say that with the short amount of time, he already gained my trust.

I don't know why, but the feeling... he just seems vaguely familiar. The way he talks, act, and... sing. It was like I had met him before this but I cannot fathom that kind of feeling.