The Pain In Her Eyes

Chapter 1

Clyssalin's POV

-after 2 years-

"Be careful! That's expensive, I just bought it yesterday." My mom said.

I was holding the ancient vase while putting it down on the altar. She loves to collect ancient kinds of stuff. We just moved in here in Canada yesterday because my mom got work somewhere in Toronto. It's about make-up and stuffs like that.

"So, after this... where is my bedroom? I want to see it" I said, I admit that I'm kinda excited to see my new bedroom. I'm hoping that there is a balcony with it but I felt that it's just a simple unlike from my hometown.

"Oh, go upstairs and go to the right. Your room is the last door." She answered as she walked outside stuff some on the van.

I nodded as I walked upstairs and go to my right. My eyes widened, the door was the same in my hometown. Ugh, I guess it's a simple room again. I turned the doorknob and opened the door. Unexpected. It's not, there's a balcony with it.

"Yes! Thanks, mom!"

My room is completely set, and kinda nice but I still like it. I left the door open, I went to the balcony first and the view was pretty. I inhaled and exhale, the air is fresh. I closed my eyes and feel the cold air passing through my skin and some memory came to my head.

-flashback-

"I love you, Clyssalin."

"Hmm, what?", I said. Looking at him, kinda confused.

"Uh, nothing." He said, looking down.

"Oh, tell me, Sage." I pouted.

"Fine, I said... I-I love you." He stuttered while blushing.

I got surprised at what he said. I did love him and I felt so happy that he loves me back too. I cupped his face and looked at his eyes, smiling.

"I love you too."

-the end of flashback-

I opened my eyes. I felt tears streaming down my face, I wiped them away as I jumped on my bed and hugged my pillow. It's hard to forget someone who gave you too much to remember, especially the one who said I love you first.

"Why did you left me like it's easy for you?"

I buried my face on my pillow, crying quietly. I still feel the pain of what he did to me.

I sat up on my bed, wiping my tears again. I stood up and went downstairs and go to the kitchen to drink some water. I looked at the window, watching some group of people sitting beside the street. They look like gangsters or something. They are like cool or normal people or whatever. I'm not in the mood to meet some people around here, I just want to be alone today. Anyway, it's summer here. So, yay.

"Clyssa? Are you at the kitchen?" My mom shouted from the basement, I think. "Yes, mom!" I shouted back.

"Okay good, because I need some flashlight. Could you get me one?", she shouted again.

"Okay." I went to the drawer and get the flashlight. I went to the basement door and gave it to her.

"Thank you, dear," she said as she turned the flashlight on.

"No problem.", I went upstairs again, I remembered that we have an attic here. I started to find the door, I ran to the left and found a door with 'Attic' on it.

I opened the door and went up. It's kind of dark but I can still see anything. I'm glad there's a window, I opened the window and I looked around. Good, It's kind of bright now. I looked to my right to see some boxes and one of them is opened. I checked it out and saw some old CDs and some pictures. I guess this house is pretty old. I continued checking some boxes until I found a small box. It's like... a ring box with a red ribbon on it. I got curious, I took the small box and opened it up. There's a ring on it. It's gold with a small diamond.

"What this ring doing in here?", I asked myself.

I took the ring and tried it on. It fits on me. I pulled my hand away from me and looked at it. It looked nice on me but it's not mine. I put the ring back on the small box and put it in my pocket, so I'll just hide it in my room. I put all the boxes back where I took them from. I went back down and closed the door.

I went to my bedroom and put the small box on my table. I went to the bathroom to get a shower. After that, I put on my clothes and lied down on my bed, and take a nap.

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