I checked her breath and heartbeat and there were no sign and that means.. she's gone. I looked at appa with anger and he noticed it.
"What?"
I stood up and face him. I walked towards him with every of my sentence being said.
"You killed omma and you didn't care?"
"She's dead? Great! She won't be in my way-"
"WHAT?!" I shouted which surprised him.
"Na Young, I know that you're angry but appa will take care of you-"
"ANI!" I shouted louder.
I stopped walking and appa was trapped at the wall. I wiped my tears and glare at him.
"A appa like you isn't my appa. Omma was killed because of you! She died because of you! SHE DIED IN FRONT OF MY EYES!!!" I shouted and grabbed appa's neck with anger at my last sentence.
"N-Na Young!" He said as he hitted my hand.
He grabbed my neck too and gripped it. But I managed to breathe as I gripped it harder.
"That's right.. omma won't leave without you. I should bring you to her IN HER PLACE!!!"
I gripped his neck harder and harder. He couldn't breathe and kept hitting my hand until he finally stopped.
I looked at my action again and noticed that I just murdered appa with my own hand.
"Andwae.. andwae.. I didn't killed appa.. appa died because of.."
I looked around and it was only me there. And I knew that I lost my mind because of my anger. I dropped down and sat there.
"Me.."
-2 years later-
Sunday
I was walking down the street with my black sweater, mask, and shoes. I looked around enjoying the view. I putted my hood up covering my long black hair.
There wasn't that much of people here. I sat down on a bench at the park and looked around.
The reason? After the accident, I was taken to prison but my grandma got me out. She knew why and everything since she's a future teller. She understands why I did that and it wasn't my fault.
Till this day, I still don't want people to know me. I'm still Jung Na Young, my name is still the same so does my last name.
I was lost in my thoughts that I didn't know that a ball was coming at me.
"Watch out!" Someone shouted.
I closed my eyes waiting to be hurt but didn't feel anything. I opened my eyes and saw a pair of hand in front of me.
"Caught it." The voice said.
I looked at the owner of this hand and saw a man.
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The Secret I Was Hiding Behind Me [COMPLETED]
Fiksi PenggemarREAD THE INTRO DOWN HERE I was just a normal girl until it was my 17th birthday. Late on that night, my parent were arguing because of their work. I cried in my room hoping they would stop. Next day, I came home from school with gifts on my both han...