RED ROOM (JENLISA)

CHAPTER 15: •A FIGHTER, AND SO AM I•

*ROBBYN*

Dead.

He's finally dead.

Inside the black body bag is Taehyung's carcass. The strong smell of bleach covers his stinky and bloody death. Behind the abandoned asylum, beneath the withered grass will be his final space, flesh and organs decaying as worms devours him six feet under the ground. Gritting my teeth, I dig the hard soil with all my strength. Every stab and plow of shovel against land signifies my countless sin I've made, perhaps I deserve a painful and memorable death not because I killed these vile men but for a reason that I no longer feel sympathy, my soul is tainted and I let myself turn into a horrible demon. No matter how many times I pray and ask for forgiveness, God loathes me.

Pulling the bag, I dropped it down the hole I made for Taehyung and begins to scoop the soil back from where I dug. He is meant to die and so am I, his soul and mine has a special belonging in hell. After disposing him, I cleaned every mess and made it look like the place is still abandoned, the surroundings was meant to display as untouched. No one will know and his existence never mattered in the first place.

My chest pummeled in jitters, I've been gone for so long and finally I'd get to see my sister once again.

I miss Roseanne so much it hurts.

Throwing back the gloves and shovel at my car compartment, I drive towards hospital where my only family lodge, safe and soundly. In the middle of the garden, sat the woman with long blonde shiny hair. A few inches of strands began to grow longer as I remember how it used to be about the level of her  sternum, now the length is within her elbows. Roseanne's hair is the reminder how long I've been missing, no one trimmed it and no one is allowed to touch her mane unless it was me.

I walked slowly like a snake, silently creeping towards the slim woman. Beyond my sight, I saw a book on her hands, distracted by words and letters within the pages. My arms reached for her and covered her sight, Roseanne's breath hitch and then her body began to quiver.

She's crying.

I felt the longing from her tears. Every gasp for air screams loneliness. She's suffering and I wasn't there for her.

I dropped my hands and wrap my arms around her waist.

"I thought-- I thought--" Roseanne rambles, her voice spoke in tenderness.

"I'm sorry. If you think I'm going to leave you, it's not going to happen. I'll be here, I promise you I'm not letting you be alone." I snuggled myself between the curve of her neck and shoulder.

Roseanne's hand held mine and pulled me to sit with her. Her grip went rigid against my hand, it was as if she doesn't want to let go of me.

"W-where have you been? God knows how long I've been asking for you, I couldn't eat properly, I can't sleep at night thinking why you never tried to visit me. I was worried, worried because something might have happened to you and here I am, doing nothing but wait for you to come back." I lock my gaze on hers, a fresh set of tears welled her eyes.

I drop my gaze at our entwined hands and brought her hand in my cheek, the soothing contact slowed my heartbeat, bringing comfort inside the never ending chaos in my mind and chest. She is my sole salvation, yet I couldn't be able to do the same with her.

"Tell me what happened." Her face went softer. The worried look is too much for me, I couldn't help myself but to frown. The lies I told her keeps repeating inside my brain and here I am, lying to her once again. The more I look at my sister, the more I noticed how much weight she lost. Her hand travelled along the plane of my biceps and her hand landed on mine, "You got thinner." Was all she mentioned. I couldn't tell her what happened to me, all those things I experienced under Ruby's hands was demonic and... Thrilling.