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NARI'S POV

I had a terrible headache when I finally regained my consciousness. I squinted my eyes and looked about trying to remember what had happened to me the previous night. I gasped and sat up abruptly on the bed I was lying on once I remembered.

I was stabbed by the boy I had been warned about; Steven Park.

"No no no. you cannot get up yet. You barely escaped death".

I looked up and found the nurse who Steven had dumped me next to last night.

I scoffed in my head and totally ignored her. who told her I actually wanted to escape death?

I looked down at myself and noticed that my clothes had been changed. I stood up.

I had to go home.

My step mother was most definitely going to skin me alive.

I picked up my school bag lying on the floor close to me and was just about to dash out through the door when the nurse held me back.

"You can't just leave in this state. And the boywho did this to you it looks like you both attend the same school. Do you knowhim? Are you okay? Your medicine. Wait here I'll get them for you. You don't haveto worry about the bill. Should we call the police? Are you going to be okay? Should I ..."

I interrupted her by brushing her hand off meand glared daggers at her. I was already in so much pain and her yappings weren't doing me any good.

"Mind your business", I warned her, deadpan.

She looked at me in surprise as I walked out of the pharmaceuticalstore. I know I wasn't acting in anyway that could be described as normal but then I needed her to mind her business. Adults were too nosy. Always acting like could help if they were given the chance to.

I limped down the street with fear written all over my face. I was out all night and it was already morning and I wouldn't be spared by that wicked witch at home.

I almost collapsed with shock when I got to my house and found my bags outside. I began to breath heavily out of panic.

She was kicking me out? Where did she expect me to go to?

I rushed up the steps and banged on the door like a mad person.

"Open the door!", I screamed as I banged on the door. Tears were already streaming down my face and I was in so much pain from the knife stab. Steven; that idiot. If he was going to be the god sent one to kill me, he should have done his job properly. If I had died last night, I wouldn't be here like this.

After so much knocking and banging, door was opened with so much force that I nearly fell down. There she was, the woman my father had married and promised that she would be my second mother.

"Oh, you're finally home I see. You should've stayed out for one more day", she mocked

"Why are my stuffs outside?", I asked with my already unsteady voice

"Can't you tell?".

I swallowed and raised up my blouse which the nurse had worn me.

"Look," I said "I was stabbed last night. I was taken to a pharmacy and I passed out there. I only woke up this morning. I didn't go anywhere".

My step mother scoffed and put her arms around her breasts and learned against the wall.

"that's your problem. I think I've had enough of your nonsense in this house. I told your father you'll be leaving to stay close to school so don't worry. He won't ask of you."

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