genre : fantasy
english : Gramaticaly wrong
VENGEANCE
Somehow.. someway..
ONCE
I OPEN the door and i found my Mom’s body hang on the ceiling, with the belt
around her neck, and got a news about my Dad, that he got a heart attack.
They’re died. I don’t know why am i afraid of those things, caused i never
really think about them.
I
gasp for air, my eyes open and my palms
get wet.
My
cat stare at me right above my bed as he always did every morning. At least, my
cat still with me. When i pass my door way, i found a paper at the top of a
cofee table, as always.
April, dad go to accompany me to the stasion
I’ll go to bandung, for a week
Eat your breakfast and Dad will pick
up you latter
Happy birthday
Mom
I
smirked, eat? No i don’t need food, i don’t even hungry. I take some money that
slip behind the paper, and than go to the dining table. I have pieces of fried
chicken, rise, and a bowl of soup. I tap my finger beside my plate, and than my
cat jump onto the table
He
looking at me with his circle green eyes, he always look that excited. That is
the most thing that i love about him. Make me feel like the world is full of excitement.
“you
hungry curly?” i murmur, than he leans into my eyes thats mean yes. I give a piace of chicken to Curly,
he eat on my plate and than i give a plate of rises to my fish in the pond,
while i eat the soup.
That’s
what i’m doing every morning.
Campus
is the only positif place i ever had. I always like being here with them, they
taugh me how to live corectly, with or without their realised. I always hope
that i could be with them forever, but gradutaion day come really fast.
“happy
april mop!” Rismadilla yell in my ears.
“so,
you’ll treat us today right?”
my
senior, Sheila adds.
Rismadilla
and Sheila is sisters, i usually called them, “the sister” just like one of duo
singer in my country. Everytime i look at them i always wonder how it feels to
be like them? To have sister? Is it good as i always see or is it bad? But, i
never wish to be like them, cause having a sister mean i cannot have privacy
when i’m home. Period.
“you
wish!” i mumbles.
“is
it your birthday today?” Dika who sat on a chair near us says. He is the only
guy best friend that i have in this place. He always look don’t realy care, but i always
caugh him as the only person who help me out from my dificult time, someway. That’s why i
always love him, as my best friend.
“apriiillll!!!”
efa came and slap my face, and than Dea do the same on my another cheek.
This
one of the tradition that i hate the most in this country, slap the birthday
girl or boy. Like the birthday girl or boy have no pain feeling.
“hope
you never think about suicide
anymore!” Dea said.
I
smirked, suicide.
Haha, something that never apears in my mind. It must be caused by that day,
several months ago when they caught me hurt myself with a cutter. They force me
to stop but i just quite. Cause i can’t stop. As long as the pain of being dump
by a boy that i loved still in my heart, i cannot stop to hurt myself.
Just
like the day when my Mom said, “if you keep asking my for that phone, i’ll
leave your father, cause for now i have to give all the money to his faimily!”
i went to my room. Is not about the phone that i wanted, is about to go
somewhere with my parents, just like all of my friends did. But listened to
what my mom said, i got the pain in my heart, i curse at the wall, i took my
belt and whipes my own back.
However
i rather feel the real pain in my entire body than to feel the pain in my
heart.I always begged for the real pain, i love the feeling when the blood
springkle from my body, some people call people like me as pain lover but, i
don’t think that i am. Caused over all of those thing, i just need distraction.
Distaction from everything that happen in mylife.
That
day, i treat them as Sheila says.
I really want to
spent all of my day with them, everyday cause with them i feel true. But they
cannot do what i wish, exactly because they had another friends too out side
this campus.I hate that, if i could i’ll make them separated with their another
friends.
When
i went home, my another friend call me to come to their place. So, i just come,
cause i don’t want to be at home early. We have a chat, laugh and a lot of
picture.
Rani
and Errina sat on the sofa, seems like they’re busy with their own
converstaion. Than Devi join them by saying, “heyy! Let me know what you guys
talking about!” after that, Demy join them too, while Dita busy with her phone.
Sometime they
asked Dita what is she doing with her phone. Than Dita tell them that she
having a conflict wiht her boyfriend.
I’m
enjoying my time with my laptop, doing some campus task and else. I don’t think
what they doing is something that i need to know. I don’t like to disturb other
people life, cause that will feel like i ruin their privacy.
At 8 o’clock we went
to a bar, right after my another friend, Risma came up. I don’t know where is she
come from, or what is she doing before coming here, cause i bet the lectures had
finished by 6 PM. And i don’t think that i need to know. It’s her business, her
privacy.
There,
they give me a sureprise. The singer sing a birthday song after
calling my name, and than they bring me to the stage and ask me to make a wish
before blow a candle.
I wish i could escape from my life, i’m
tired of being me.
After
that we end up at the club. I always like to be there, there is no one care
whatever i do, wether i scream or cry or being crazy as animal. I could forget
everything, and no one will asked me to stop,
or even ask me what am I doing.
But,
i never feel right of being there, i hate to see people treat a girl like they
something that they could buy or whatever, and i hate to see my friend drank,
cause when they got drank, they seems like have no brain, they speak everything
without no think it first, and they’ll says.
“i
hope you still be my friend forever, so we can party all night long and you pay
for it!”
“i
hope you can buy me another pair of shoes latter!”
And
else. Every night always made me figure out that
they are not my best friend, they just person who need my money.
It’s
almost five in the morning, i sneak out from the heavy club, i walk down the
street with no direction. The night getting colder, the wind getting wild, i
wrap my arms to make me feel warm. Than i hear a river hissing, that must be
come from the river bellow the bridge where i stand.
I
step to the edge of the bridge, i look down and see the water moving so fast to
somewhere far away. I wonder where they will stop, i have a river near my
house, and i think if i follow the river, i could be home faster, i want to be
home faster, i missed my curly and really tired.
Than i jump. I
could swim so i’m sure i that i’ll be fine.
Than
i realised that i just made a big mistake.The water too cold, i cannot see the
way, here is too dark. I tried as i may to swim against the wave to reach the
edges, but the more i tried the more i got the stone that hit me. I feel bleed
on my forehead, my hands hurt, i can’t feel my feet, i can’t scream, i feel
blind.
My
eyes wide open. I see my room ceiling, ohh i dream, bad dream. I feel relieved.
I would never jump into the river. Never.
I
look down but i didn’t find my curly. I frowned, this is extraordinary. I step
to outside my
room and found a guy stand on his knee, spoiled my curly. I don’t know where he
come from, what he doing and how he got in.
Curly’s
atention shift to me, he stand by put his two foot on the floor and another two
foot hang on my feet. Litle bit hurt me by his claw, but it’s common. I smile
at him and embraced him.
The
guy standing up, he look familiar, but i still have no idea who is him.He smile
at me, not the smile that i used to see from every strange people that i met on
the street, but another smile, smile that tell me that we know each other, just
like an old friend.
As
always i ignore my courisousness, and act casual.I’m sure he’ll tell me who is
he and what is he doing when he want to.
“what
are you doing here?” i asked.
He
smile, “i’m here to ask for your help!”
Sureprisingly I frowned,
“help?”
I
saw his arm moving, he exhale.
“your
world about to end, and i don’t want to let it happen!”
I
laugh, that’s sound ridiculous,
like i’m on the film that hollywood made.
“my
world is found something that could make every human in this world being like
animal!”
I
stop laughing cause he really look wholehearted, but that doesn’t mean i
believe in him. I started to think that he’s crazy or maybe drunk.
“i’ll
show you my world if that’s the only way to make you believe..”
I
stare at him, and decide it
might be ridiculous
but I’m sure that
i got nothing to loose.
“ok,
bring me to your place,” i said without
think anything first.
“but you have to do whatever I said.”
“whatever..”
He
smile, the smile that tell me that he about to say “I know
you’ll say it,” than
he walk me to a room. My grand father’s room. I never
step my feet on that room since he died four years ago. I wonder why, but i
kept my couriouse in my mind and just wait something to happen.
“why
are you walk in my house like this is your house?” i roll my eyes, and again he
just smile than walk to an old cupboard.
“this
is the gate..” he says softly.
I
look at the cupboard and look at him and back to the cupboard, “is it something
like what i saw on narnia? I walk throught the door and found out another world
and need to againts the queen and bla bla bla?”
She
look at me, his eyebrow tug together, “i don’t think that you watch narnia,
isn’t you just like harry potter?
And read something like vampire academy? Twilight? I don’t
think Narnia is one of your list..”
I have no idea how does he know
about those think. But he’s right, I never really like Narnia, I just watched Narnia
several days ago accidently on tv.
He just smile at me and our
eyes meet, and i feel like everything will be fine as long as he has his eyes
stick on mine. I see the light emerge from inside the cupboard by the time that
guy open the doors. I blinded, not because the dark, but because to much light
in front of me.
After one step the light getting lower
and the darkness come, I hate darkness. I take a deep breath, think about
something happy, try to calm myself.
Curly
jump from my arm, i cannot see where he going, i don’t know where the guy is and than something peculiar happens, finger lace with mine,
and palm preses to my palm.
“don’t
release my hand till we arrive..” he wishper in my ear and guide me walk in the
blind.
His word make me feel
calm.. somehow.
to be continued..
xoxo
WR
to be continued..
xoxo
WR