Perfectly Scarred

The Girl is My Sister

Everything is so hazy and blurry. I feel the cut on my head, I feel every bit of pain, physically and emotionally. My mind tells me that I should be afraid but the comforting arms that envelops me, tells me that I should not. And the brand on her chest, makes me feel secured, that someone like me, will protect me.

She gently lay me down on the backseat. Touching every wounds on my face.

"I'm sorry it took me a while to find you" Her expression looks pained. Is she blaming herself for what happened to me?

I still don't have the energy to talk so I just shake my head and give her a smile. A genuine smile, enough to make her feel that I'm so thankful she saved me.

"They'll pay for what they did to you. I will be their karma, their living hell." I can see the burning wrath in her eyes again. And it's not a beautiful sight, she looks terrifying.

But her expression softens when her gaze shifts to me.

"I won't let anyone hurt you again"

"I'm so glad you found me."

I touch her cheeks with my branded hand, I was surprised that she didn't even flinch when my hands touched her cheeks. I don't know why I did that, too. I was just comfortable being with her.

The first time I feel comfortable being a failure.

I come back with my senses when I hear someone familiar spoke with panic in her voice.

"We have to hurry! 20 minutes until curfew!" Oh shit. I forgot about my curfew. What will I do? I can't let my family suffer because I didn't listen to Jisoo's instinct. I'm positive that we can't reach our home in just 20 minutes. Oh God help me. What if I just beg the court that I should be punished, not my entire family.

Lalisa rush to the driver's seat and then we drove off. I close my eyes and the horrible things that happened earlier filled my thoughts.

"Is she okay?" Another girl's voice. She has an accent which I can't really identify as of now.

A girl place my head on her lap. I still feel dizzy and I'm sure as hell that my vision is still hazy, nonetheless, I open my eyes and see through my blurred vision, the girl who is currently caressing my hair.

"Oh my god." I say, almost a whisper.

The girl is my sister.

"Jisoo?" I say in disbelief. How did? When? How the hell? I think I'm going to lose my mind.

"Shhh. I know. I'll explain everything later. Just rest, Rosie." She smiles at me and happiness fills my heart.

I hug her so tight and I let my emotions take over me. I broke down crying.

I don't speak, I just let my tears convey what I feel.

"I'm sorry you went through all these. You don't deserve the amount of hate that you are receiving."

Do you ever feel like holding back your tears and then someone taps your back and you the sadness takes over you? That's what her words affected me. I cried a little harder.

"I love you, my little sister" she lovingly says

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"Huh? What is it?" She says. I break away from our hug and look at her.

"I said, I love you, too."