Sitting in front of the grave, you placed the Boquet of flower down, burning some incense for your dead parents.
You are a 19 years old girl who lost her mother at the age of 8 and father just recently at the age of 18. You are the only child.
You got no siblings, all you have left is a mansion, company and some other properties of your father hand down to you.
Your father was a well known businessman who earned himself a well respected title. Your father was always busy with his work.
But that doesn't mean he wasn't a bad father figure. He would always be there for your birthday and school events despite his busy schedule.
Your father always tried to fill in the gap of a mother figure for you. He was always there for you, supporting you in every aspect.
Unfortunately, your dad got in an accident, car accident - done by his rival - you weren't a child to not know that. Yet you couldn't do anything.
Your father used to tell you to always be kind and forgiving just like your mother used to. But you just couldn't forgive the murder of your father.
Your mother died because of an illness. Your mother was happy to die knowing she was able to experience your first walk, first word.
You didn't forgive those who were involved in your father's death. You made sure they all suffered. If there was one you wanted to do then that was to make your father's murderer suffer. And you succeed.
It took you more than a year but you still did it. The murderer of your father, you made him lose everything - his company, his mansion, his billion worth properties even his wife - then only you were happy.
Life hasn't been so nice to you. After inheriting all the properties, life took a different turn. The board of directors are having an argument almost everyday.
The board of directors, some are loyal to your father and is helping you run the company and on the other hand some wants to strip you from the position of CEO.
You are giving your all, trying to keep the business in good shape acting tough but at the end you are just a naive 19 year old girl who lost both of her parents and is forced to take on the responsibilities.
Before you couldn't remember having any enemies now? Even your own cousins are your enemy. The kind facade they put on in front you was an act all along.
After hearing the death of your father, all of your cousins even from aboard came to pay their tribute well that's what you thought.
However, the next day they were all at the company in the meeting room. They were there confident that your father had left his company to one of them.
How selfish of them! However the satisfaction you felt when their smile dropped at the mention of your name in the will was utterly amazing.
Why would they even think that your father would leave his property and his company to them when he have an alive daughter? Only they know.
Since that day the cousins you used to play with in your childhood became distant but did you cared? No, you have a lot of other things going on than to care about a sulking cousin.
When the world gets too harsh on you, you always find yourself going to the grave of your parents seeking some kind of comfort from them.
Sometimes you imagine how life would have been if your parents were alive. You going on vacation with your parents.
You would be smiling so happily ever with your father and mother on a beautiful lake picnic in the early spring season.
You would be eating the handmade delicious food of your mother sitting by the lake, giggling with your parents telling them about your interest and dreams.
A smile crept on your face imaging all the possible scenarios if your parents were alive. The imagination is beautiful but the reality is cruel.
Smiling softly at your parents, you leave the cemetery. It was already been night time when you left the cemetery.
The moon was shyly hiding itself behind the clouds. The stars around him what seem to be like encouraging the moon to come out and shine brightly.
You didn't took your car so you were walking down the roads without knowing the place. You let your feet drag you wherever it can go.
You kept on walking mindlessly not knowing where you are even walking until your ears start to ring.
Your eyes becoming heavy as you feel some kind of liquid flowing down from the side of your head. Lights flashing in your eyes.
You couldn't take in on your surrounding until you hear someone yelling about a girl dying and ambulance needed.
That moment you realized, you got in an accident. The liquid flowing down from the side of your head is your own blood.
You were so absent minded that you didn't even realized a truck coming in your direction and the driver yelling at you to move.
Well everything happens for a reason, doesn't it? Maybe it was your time to go and meet your parents. After all the world has been so cruel to you.
You fully closed your eyes mumbling " I'm coming to meet you mom and dad" however all you hear is someone still yelling.
"𝐇𝐞𝐲!! 𝐇𝐞𝐲!! 𝐖𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩!! 𝐖𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩!! "
You abruptly opened your eyes looking around as you couldn't believe you were still alive.... But something felt different....
You looked at the kid in front of you who woke you up but... The kids seems familiar to you like someone who have seen before...
Black eyes, blonde hair, a smiley face and a white uniform? Martial arts uniform? He seems awfully familiar. You frowned trying to remember the kid.
Then it hits you hard more than that truck did. Blonde hair, black eyes and a white martial arts uniform. It's undoubtedly....
"𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐲.... " His name rolled out of your tongue so softly that took him by surprise as his black hues expands. 𝐂𝐮𝐭𝐞
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
