The Beauty of Flowers and Death (AOT X KNY OC)

Chapter 15: Very Cruel a Nightmare Can Be

Yuriel Rose

"We never celebrated today."

That was the trigger, my mind throbbed and I dropped to the ground. I don't know where Ari and Iya went but they were taking too long. My hand held my head as I cried in pain

My mom, watching hopelessly, not moving, not doing anything to help my growing headache. I closed my eyes and controlled my breathing, tears streamed downwards staining the mahogany floor.

Everything was silent, everything went silent as I came down from my horrible headache. It was like some phase that just passed through, when I looked up my environment was no longer covered with light.

Everything was pitch dark, the door to the outside was broken and everything is broken. The table was in pieces, the plates were shattered, the drawer next to me no longer holds clothes, and those said clothes are scattered everywhere

The only thing intact is the given Basket from the woman in the village. My eyes scanned the darkened area and to my horror, my mother laid there lying dead on the floor

Her own pool of blood soaking her white sheet dress, her face too damaged to recognize. I couldn't help but sob as I quickly went to her side checking her pulse. I can save her if whoever attacked her is recent, I can still call for help.

No pulse

I want to scream for my mom's name but I couldn't. I somehow couldn't, my hands trembled covered in blood as I try to remember what he name is. I looked around, I know I have two sisters and I know where they went

They went to get the kit for my wounded hand, I looked inside my brain trying desperately to remember what their names are. Was it Ari? Was it Iya?

The tears couldn't stop, I screamed for help until my throat went hoarse. Suddenly I heard a creak from across the room, the sliding door suddenly opened and there I saw two bodies dropped onto the ground

Their stomachs carved open for their intestines to gush out, my eyes followed the trail to see it on a plate looking familiarly like cake. Bile reaches my throat threatening to escape

Their faces are beyond recognition, my instinct tells me that they are my sister's but I refuse to believe it. I sat there frozen as I looked at them, at the surroundings filled with blood and gore.

My body shook, I felt lightheaded, my body wouldn't co-operate when I tried to stand and leave the house.

I wish the happiness would last.

I screamed and screamed, I begged God's whoever is listening to give my family back. I tried to remember their names desperately hoping that if God were kind enough he would bring their soul to their bodies.

I tried, I tried, I tried but my brain was empty. I couldn't remember their names, my heart broke and everything is now meaningless.

I hear the sound of footsteps coming towards me, motionless I look at the approaching person. His eyes were trained on me with an evil glint, I couldn't help but bow to him frantically.

Knowing that I've attracted someone that could save them made me hopeful, my heart leaped as I begged and begged for this man to save my family, but he just gave me a sickening glare, a glare like my whole entire being is disgusting.