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I was drowning in happiness for the first time here, in my dreams. And for the very first time l wasn't complaining about the time I spend here with her.

She told me to rest and after the long talk, I closed my heavy-lidded eyes and wanted to keep them shut for some sleep. But again I found myself in front of the white hallway which was the gates of my memories.

Again there was a noise coming from my right side door, a laugh.

My laugh.

With all the joy I have in my heart I tried to open the door after walking towards it. As if the moon was with me, and the door clicked before I touched it.

My hands automatically went to my lips to contain the wide grin that's continuously spreading on my face. Butterflies were pacing here and there in my stomach giving me chills of euphoria.

And without any further due I opened the door.

There was me, sitting on the bed with a beautiful cream-colored teddy bear in my hands.

In my house.

The other second when I closed my eyes I was sitting at the exact place with all the emotions in my eyes. Everything that happened was suddenly in front of my orbs like was just waiting for me to reveal it.

I love talking to her all day. The way she always cares for me is what I crave no matter how much she gives me.

The tenderness in her eyes for me, the feeling of her fingers in my hair always makes me feel some type of way. It's amazing how can a person affects me so much with their actions and words.

She is all fluffy and so soft for anyone. When I blinked my eyes, a feeling of something delicate in my hand wakes me from further thoughts. It was a paper.

When I opened it, it was a number.

Her number, in bold letters.

My eyes widen, mouth open in shock at what's written on it with the number. 'Would you mind if you give me your number?'

What's shocking is that the sentence was written by me, which means I asked her number.

Wait what!?

Am I this shameless?

All of a sudden my ears and cheeks were totally blushing red with shame. God! This is so, so, like so so embarrassing.

But one thing was clear. This me is something else. I am changing, improving maybe. The reaction was immediate and my lips parted and small giggles left from it like no tomorrow. I feel like smiling these days.

All days.

'Overall those beatings give me pain, but the moment my mind slips and thinks about her, all worries wash away.' Unexpectedly this thought came across my mind, making the smile vanish in a second.

'Beatings.' All I can think about my father from it.

And again I tried to forget what's in my rubbish mind. And tried to smile as wide as I can. My face started hurting and at last, I felt a small tear on my hand.

I was crying.

"Ughhh! Don't freaking cry on small things!" With both hands, I lightly slapped my cheeks to wake myself up from the torturing images in my mind.

'Think about the call!'

'Think about happiness!'

'About her!'

Hastily a thought came over my mind, leaving me in reluctance. 'Can I give it a call?'

She does say that I can call her anytime, maybe it's the best time because the surroundings around me are all clear. Seems like no one is in the house.

I hugged the teddy bear close to my chest settling on my bed comfortably. After pressing the phone icon on the mobile, I called the number.

The number got printed in my mind in one go. For me, it's the first time someone gave me their number. So I gave my best to learn it.

And for the very first time I was calling someone, the moment the ringing stopped as if my racing heart also stopped in my body. Nervousness takes the best of me and I tried to cut the call when a sweet voice answered from the other side, "Hello."

I re-attached the phone on my right ear and stuttered the life out of me, "H-H-hello!"

Immediately her excited singing voice makes my heartbeat again, "Sun-ah, it's you! Awww you called!" A smile flashed on my face as I buried my all face into the teddy bear shyly like she was right in front of me.

"Yeah, it's just I w-want to...call you. . ." my voice trailed in uneasiness.

"Oh, you can. Anytime." Not to be too confident, but I can clearly feel her smiling face through the phone for me.

"What are you doing anyway, hm??" She tried to start the conversation.

I feel like a normal person in this memory, not the one who is depressed, miserable, and unhappy with her existence. Not the one who harms herself.

Not the one who is not good for anything.

With her everything is amazing.

"Just laying down," I told her and hurriedly lay down on the bed smiling playfully, burying my face in the soft cream-colored teddy that she gave me on my birthday.

"Oh great baby, where's you, devil sister?" She mumbled like it's some type of secret.

"Who...? Oh, you mean Unnie?" I don't want to laugh at the 'devil' word but don't know what came over me so I giggled.

"Yes, where's she?" She laughs hard, again with a teasing smile. And then I answered. "I don't know but I think, Unnie is at some party with her friends,"

We discussed about the lunch I had, which was nothing but some piece of salad. She does scold me, but that pure scolding is what I yearn like always.

I wished that someone can make me smile, scold me like no tomorrow maybe sometimes pull my ears to put me in my place, that's all I get when she first meet me.

I never laughed so much in my life, despite the scars that still are decorating my wrists and thighs. I smiled and giggled all for one time.

The moment seems so pure and fair like nothing in my life matters.

Until I heard shouting from somewhere near me.

And when I opened my eyes, there was no teddy bear in my hands, I wasn't even resting. I was on the floor, crying for God knows what.

And there was she, yelling at me for being a whore.

All she did was screaming at me telling me how much of a bitch I am for laughing on the phone with a stranger.

The teddy was half torn with its ears, now thrown almost five meters away from me by my sister.

My teddy!

"God! You really have no shame, huh! How can you even talk to a stranger? Who is that person? A girl? Or did you already have your ugly eyes on some boy?"

"Please spare that person! No one can survive your tantrums and shits. Poor them! They don't know who are they dealing with. And you know what, they will at last leave you alone because you never deserve happiness."

"Just be dead and I can fucking assure you, that's at least the best step you will take in your miserable life."

Everything went jet black. No light. No pain. Just numbness. All the happiness was gone again. And I cried, cried and cried.

The feeling was back but this time with an effect of a hundred times harder. Why I have to suffer this much pain? What did I do to deserve this?

And now the thought of me being a bitch is somewhat feels true.

An ultimate truth.

A person who does nothing but takes away everyone's happiness.

"And after what you did today in the school, I feel like killing you on this freaking spot. I hate being your sister. You are always the one who steps on my happiness and ruin everything I ever dreamed of."

"I wished you never feel love in your entire life. I curse you, you will die with no one beside you. Not even your own soul because that will be dead ages ago.

"Ughh! Why can't you just stay voiceless and endure everything that's happening to you? You deserve every pain in this world!"

"Stop fucking crying you ugly ass bitch!"

"You did know, right! No one loves you. No one. Not mother, not even my father. . . "

I sobbed in front of the white doors of my memory. The voice was long gone now but the effect it causes to me was tremendous. I don't want to see anything, or I will kill myself with my own hands.

I don't want to know anything. Throughout my life, I will never find love. No one will give me the only peace I want.

It's too much.

Yes, for me it's too much to ask.

My destiny doesn't contain any delighted and cheerful moment. It will always be limitless pain, hardships, suffering, and unendurable agony with no rest.

I fucking deserve nothing!!

The surrounding atmosphere of mine was now becoming murky and dull, just like my heartbeat. Slow and quiet with no voice. In the very next moments, someone was rocking me back and forth softly.

A voice of a male was continuously vibrating my ear canals. It was hoarse and starchy. So raspy that anyone can tell he didn't talk much. A shushing voice entered my ears and then I came to know he shushed me softly.

I was crying my eyes out there too. Tears were constantly flowing, not stopping for a mere second maybe because of the memory I remembered just now.

"I am sorry, Suna~ I am so. . .so sorry!"

The boy said something! But the voice. . . The voice. . . it's familiar. So, so familiar.

Why do I find this unknown voice familiar?

"Nah Kronos, it's alright. But I feel my hands are itching to do something."

"You have to respect a girl this much, Hades. Don't be a horny pig."

"Hades put your hands off HER."

"FUCK YOU! DON'T YOU SEE, SHE IS UNCOMFORTABLE. GET YOUR HANDS OFF HER OR I WILL KILL YOU AT THIS FUCKING MOMENT, BASTARD!!"

Ares?!

He is Ares, right? The one who was in the car that day! That day. . . when I was haras- I was harassed.

But he didn't do anything for me. He just sat there doing nothing and for the last time why the hell I am expecting help again.

More importantly, why is he was apologizing? Why? Did he do something wrong again? Did something happen while I am out here?

My body was throbbing with pain but was all from the inside. no one can see it from outside, not even me but all I can do is feel.

In seconds, I was hugged by him. The massive heat spreads all over my body making me feel so small of a sudden.

I trembled with an irresistible emotion of a kiss that landed unexpectedly on my forehead. The warmth suddenly disappears and all left was loneliness.

Then a soft, light touch on my thigh, like he was caressing it.

I felt as if my body was still swinging in the air. His words are full of agony. I don't know what he is apologizing for. But his voice just reminds me of someone, someone that I used to know but can't picture.

Someone whose voice I have heard but I don't remember. Someone...

Seems like he is so familiar.

Not Ares but... I can't put a finger on it.

But why is he helping me, carrying me in his arms? Does he want something from me? But I am unable to give anything to him. I have nothing left.

After that, there were moments of silence. Nothing happened. I was just swinging back a forth on a swing. A cold wind came towards me just like what happened whenever I step into the white room.

The surroundings were cold but were less than earlier. There was chilliness but also warm winds after a long time that makes my heart in peace for some reason.

The temperature was perfect to rest.

With my closed glossy eyes, I felt someone injected a needle into my veins making me dizzy.

But it gives me considerably great energy unlike all the injection they gave us in past. The pain was gone, so is the discomfort of my acing body.

With that, I slept like no tomorrow.

After all the torture and twisting memories I faced infront of my eyes, I slept like a baby.

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