25. Not Everything Is Lost Yet.

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Sitting in the corner of the dark room, I rocked myself back and forth, muttering incoherent words

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Sitting in the corner of the dark room, I rocked myself back and forth, muttering incoherent words.

Unable to bear the suffocation of the room, I stand up and decide to leave the room. How much I wished that escaping from fate could be as easy as escaping this room.

Failure, is the word I would use to describe my life. It is the epitome of failure. I was failed by the people around me, or maybe my existence is the reason for my failure.

Was she expecting a fairy, which only exists in a parallel universe? That world is not meant for her.

People around her disgust her existence, and she kind of started feeling disgusted too. I also don't want to live in this body, which attracts so much misfortune.

When I came to my senses, I realized I was standing on the same beautifully decorated cruise ship, surrounded by fairy lights, where I was having the best time of my life a few hours ago.

Standing on the upper deck, I face the water, trying to find peace in its calmness.

One question swirls in my mind: Is she feeling too much, or is the situation too much? After thinking for a while, I reminded myself that I have my brothers. They accept me or not, but they are here with me.

'Yes, her brothers are her anchor, and she has them.' I repeated it like a broken record.

The thought made me feel a little good.

Not everything is lost yet.

"I don't like when you cry, Mahi." I heard the slurred voice, and I knew Karan was heavily drunk.

"But you don't n-need to worry because I am here to take care of you." With his unsteady steps, he walks towards me.

Looking at him, I scoffed, "Are you not one of those who leave no chance to make my life miserable?"

"That's because you act as an ungrateful bitch. Declining the favors I offer you." He stated, grinning, and held the taffrail to maintain his posture.

"But it's not late; I am still ready to accept you, seeing past your whore behavior. But don't make mistakes in the future."

I find myself at a loss for words. Is he even thinking about what he is saying?

"Now, like a good future wife, satisfy your future husband." My eyes widened in horror. His eyes were hooded with lust, making me want to empty my guts.

But what else can be expected from him? Shaking my head, I moved past him.

He harshly pulled me back to him, making my back collide with his chest.

I scrunched my nose in disgust as he reeked of alcohol.

In a blink, he turned me around, and before I could understand anything, he placed his lips on mine.

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