𝙊𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙙 [𝑫𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒆𝒍 𝑺𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒚 𝑿 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓] DISCONTINUED

15

I changed your age here to 19, we don't want Daniel to be a predator now, do we? Hell to the no.

[Y/N]

I once knew myself, I thought I figured out everything. I thought that I solved the complex puzzles of life but no I didn't, I just solved the first part of life and that is being a human being, having sympathy for others.

But staring at this four-walled room brought shivers to my spine, like someone out there is coming for me and kill me.

What if there is someone out there— To take away my life.

I gasped as the door suddenly opened. His tall body stood in front of the closed door, looking at me with his dark eyes as his hand is still on the knob. I look away and clenched my jaw, trying to restrain the words from escaping. I balled my fist as my nails dug deeper into the skin of my palms.

“H-hey,” he broke the thick ice between us, as he approaches me. I didn't lock eyes with him, he is a psychopath and doesn't know what he's doing.

"What are you doing here?" I clenched my teeth even more. He sighed and sat down on the bed beside me.

"Look, what I said to you earlier I-I didn't mean it—"

I cut him off harshly, "If you didn't then I have the right to go and let me and my sister live peacefully." I look at him for the first time since he came here. He sighed and shook his head, licking his lips.

"What?" I asked as the tension between us changed into something worse than before. "Wh-where's April? What did you do to her!?" I yelled at him as he looks at the ground with jaws clenched.

"April's not here at the moment, Y/n." He scratched the tip of his nose and look at me. My eyes wandered his face, looking for signs that he's lying.

"What? N-no, I don't understand."

"She's not good for you, So Jack took her away." He stared deeply into my eyes. My lips parted as I shook my head in disbelief. Tears emerged from my eyes and look at him incredulously.

"She's not good for me? How dare you say that when it's you, your whole existence, is what's not good for me."  I get off the bed and stood in front of him. "She's my sister for God's sake, Daniel! You don't have the rights to take her away from me!" I wiped my tears.

"You don't get it, do you?" He chuckled softly. His scoffs made me confused.

"What do you mean? I get it! You took away the only family I have so I'll run back to you and thank you as if you're this prince charming, which is you're not." I balled my fist even further as my nails dug deeper and deeper into my skin.

I raised my hand and slapped him. My hand imprinted unto his cheek- he nodded, accepting that he deserved that but he deserved so much worse.

"You deserve to die," I said, bringing my face closer to his so he'll know how much I meant it.

I stormed out, barefoot, cold, and hurt. I wiped my tears away as I walk through these traumatizing halls. I begin to jogged and see myself outside the hospital- the cold night embarrasses me. I look at the big world in front of me as cars passed through the roads, the city lights, the buildings- everything builds my anxiety like blocks on top of each other again and again.

I look back to the hospital and look ahead of me, hesitating if it's better to run off.

And I did.

I ran away as far as possible, where my barefoot will take me- as long as I'm far away from him and his people.

Tears were still flowing on my cheek, making me hard to see.