In Alpha Wings

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑛𝑒

'All of the sadness and scars

Become an old memory now.’

A girl was standing in front of a broken mirror staring at her lifeless eyes, her eyes which for once held some mischief or spirit in them now held nothing but emptiness. Her eyes were something she hated the most, she loathed them, and why not. Taking a deep breath she looked down examined her hands and gazed at her visible bones. While pulling her sleeves up as she run the tip of her finger over the fading bruise, still feeling the pain. Jerking her head down she stopped herself from thinking any further. She was again having some headaches because of the past. It held so much burden on her head that she wanted to run far away or vanish from here.

She gradually moved away from the mirror and grabbed her bag before walking in front of the door. She clutched the handle and paused, something came to her mind and her hands flew over her chest. Panic settled in her mind for a moment till she felt the piece being present, lying under her clothes. She breathed in relief, while her other hand formed in a fist around the piece as she controlled herself from trembling.

Everything was in a big mess, mostly everything was already broken and old. Pushing the half-broken door open, it fell on her as she hurriedly got straight making her nose scrunch a little. Grabbing the door tightly she tucked it in its place making sure that it won't fall again. She stared at it for a while making a mental note to do something about the door later before walking away from her small house.

Mumbles could be heard loudly behind her as she keep tramping. Her green eyes wandered on the road and a shadow passed cast on her face making her look down. The wind blow her hair in the air as the scent of blood filled her nostrils. Her lips formed a thin line as she looked ahead without stopping. The sound of cries and asking for mercies were echoing in the air. But no one helped the ones who were in pain. No one dared to. People just stood there and watched with blank stares. No one stepped forward to help, not even her.

"YOU!!" A voice boomed in the air as she stopped in her track and everyone, everything even the wind stopped. And the whole place suddenly went silent. The hair on her neck stood informing her of nothing but trouble. The air went too quiet to the point where she felt the vibration from the feet were coming on her way.

She clenched her hands in a fist as a shiver ran down her spine at the thought of them coming closer to her and the consequence of what she might do.

The footsteps didn't stop they walked right passed her to the old man, who was standing against the wall trembling in fear. Air that got stuck in her throat was still pressed against her lungs. She slowly moved forward realizing the call was not for her, still cautioned by her surrounding.

She clenched her jaw and hands when she heard the old man falling on the road while screaming for mercy and forgiveness. But no one showed mercy as they started to strike more, she looked down and walked without sparing a glance at her surrounding.

The girl who used to care about everyone more than herself was now just a scared piece of reality. That world killed her.

In the most brutal way possible.

🌼☆☆☆☆🌼

Looking outside of the building from the window, I watched a woman getting beaten to death. A scene that I was witnessing for many years every single day. I watched the blood coming out of her mouth and with a large punch again to her stomach, she fell to the ground. The person who just killed the woman abruptly looked up and our eyes meet as he smirk, making me looked away and my gaze feel on my hands feeling nothing. His eyes held nothing but pride and well pleased for what he was doing.