( Warning! )
Ajena's Point of View
Staring at my journal, I felt a nagging sense that I was forgetting something truly important. My mind drifted back to what happened nine months ago, when I distanced myself from Ariela because of that stupid zombie bite. Suddenly, a sharp headache struck, and memories began to flood my mind. Just what the heck was going on?
*****
" You're really leaving?" they asked, putting the katana on my back.
"Yeah, I have to," I replied.
"Take care, Ms. Virgin Ajena!" they said.
"Ajena, take care," Dylan smiled. I nodded, but Dylan pulled me and kissed my cheek.
"Take care."
"You too," I said and walked away. They waved, and I ran out of the school. I looked around. There were more of them!
I got on my bike and pedaled fast! Suddenly, there were so many of them. What happened?! I sped up as five dogs came out of nowhere, chasing me.
Damn! I pedaled faster and shot at them with one hand. Luckily, I hit them! But I couldn't avoid the van that suddenly blocked my way. The bike skidded, but
BOGSSH!
I hit the van, and the bike broke! I fell to the ground, writhing in pain. Arrgh! My arm and thigh hurt. I groaned in pain.
"Bring her."
I couldn't resist as they lifted me and put me in the van. S-sh*t, my vision blurred, and I held my head. I felt dizzy.
"She is indeed beautiful."
"Yeah, precisely."
"She's Ms. Virgin, right? Well, after we bring her to the boss, she won't be called that anymore."
D-damn. I tried to move my arm, but it hurt. Moving my head made me dizzy. Damn it, where are they taking me? Who are they, and why did they kidnap me? F-f*ck.
I felt them carry me out of the van and into a place. Wait, a bed? They laid me on a bed.
"Yes, sir."
I forced my eyes open. I was in a small room, and a old man entered, laughing. His presence was familiar. So familiar, but I didn't know where or when I met him.
"Hi, Ajena."
That voice...it's familiar...I've heard it before could it be?
"Do you remember me? Ten years ago, it happened really fast," he said, starting to undress.
It's h-him?! he's the one who k-killed my m-mom and dad!
"Y-you," I struggled to sit up and move away.
"Yes, it's me, Ajena. It's amusing that you still remember me. So, can we continue? You know, what I intended to do to you ten years ago," he said, pulling my legs, making me lie down.
W-what,
"Ahh! No!" He tore my clothes off!
Suddenly, a flashback hit me as he kissed my neck.
Him! He's the man when I was on the sofa as a child!
"Oh, Ajena..."
"No, w-who are you?!" I struggled to avoid his forced kisses on my lips!
"Stop! No! Please! Why are you doing this?! No! "
"It turns me on when you do that... Ahh, go on, keep making noise." I kicked my legs! Stop! No! Don't!
"Stop! "
I don't want this! Don't touch me! I remember this! The way he caressed my thigh! When he kissed me in front of my dying dad! Stop, please stop!
Somebody help me!
"Let me go!! I don't want this! "
He grabbed my jaw tightly, forcing me to face him. My vision blurred from tears.
"S-stop it."
"Now, now, baby, calm down first," he said, caressing my cheek. Stop!
"You're so beautiful, Ajena...you're even more beautiful when you cry," he said, kissing my tear-stained cheek. This is so f*cking disgusting!
"Do you remember ten years ago? These hands of yours," he said, grabbing both my hands, caressing his cheek, and kissing them.
" Do you remember that you killed your own father? "
0_0
"W-what?"
" Yes It was you, Ajena, these beautiful hands of yours, holding the gun aimed at your weak ,struggling dad, and bang!"
Impossible!
"Now, baby, shh shhh don't cry, you look even more beautiful when you cry... shhh let me heal the pain inside you, baby."
"That's it, Ajena, that's it...cry all you want."
"Yes...just like that, let me...let me heal it...let me."
I cried and cried as he continued to kiss me. Dad, I'm sorry... I remember it clearly now I shoot Dad
"Oh, Ajena...did you know that Yeon Wa is my wife?"
0_0 M-mom?!
"W-what are you saying?"
He caressed my belly, kissing my cheeks and all over my face.
"What are you talking about?!"
"Hahaa angry? Well...let me tell you everything, baby...everything. Yeon Wa is my wife who escaped from me carrying a baby girl...who do you think that baby is?"
"Yes, Ajena...it's you...the child Yeon Wa carried is...you~ "
I-I'm not dad's daughter?
"Hahaha, your guess is right, baby, you're not Lawden's daughter because you are my baby...hmmm."
I-I don't want you,
"What are you talking about?"
There's another man entered the room
"Get out Knight, I'm having my fun here," said the man who grabbed my face and tried to kiss me.
"What are you talking about, dad?! She's my sister?! Why do we have the same mom?!"
0_0
I looked at the man at the door
"H-help."
He shook his head and ran outside
*****
I breathed heavily and slumped to the floor, my heart pounding in my chest. Now I remember. I’m not my dad’s real daughter! The memories hit me like a ton of bricks, but Thank you, now I have another goal: I must find that old man and kill him!
That day, Haerol came to save me, but he died in the process. That old man was the reason Haerol died! He killed him and my family! The pain of loss and the burning desire for revenge fused into a singular, driving force within me. Once I get out of this black void, I will hunt him down!
I immediately grabbed my journal and began to write down the crucial details I remembered. My hand moved swiftly across the pages, recording every significant memory. "Knight," I wrote, the old man’s son. The name resonated within me, sparking a sense of familiarity. Wait, why do I feel like I’ve heard it somewhere before?
I paused, my pen hovering over the page. The pieces of my past began to align, forming a clearer picture.I would escape this darkness, and when I did, I would make sure the old man paid for everything he had done.
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