Prologue

Prologue

"Hey! Stop right there!"

I ran faster as I could. Those mens keep on chasing me for almost an hour! I don't know what did I do. All I remember, is that I'm sleeping peacefully on the street of Villa Aragon.

Some of them, shaking me abruptly until I wake from that dream that bugging me from several months. Well, thanks to them I didn't die from that nightmare of mine.

But, screw them for chasing me! Like,what the hell? I didn't even know those bugs. They keep on saying that I have a debt from their boss. 

Surely, some of my deceived clients. It's there fault anyway. They know I don't have any penny on my pocket, but still lend me a huge amount of money. They probably think, that I'm that easy to tame. 

Poor them. They can't have me. Even death, I won't let that. Over my sexy and drop dead gorgeous body!

Yelling out of their lungs. Chasing me restlessly. I see a small tunnel, actively get unto that and hide from those bugs. A smile creep on my red plum lips. Those guys, need some traning before they can even touch me.

Like, I would let that happen! I take off my hoodie because of the suffocation I'm feeling. Sit down on the edge of the place that I'm hiding in.

I keep on catching my breath, that take away by those bugs. I'm sure they'll be dead. If their boss finds out that I escaped a hundred time from them. Silly bugs. They can't even touch a women like me.

A monster roar from nowhere. I slightly slap my face. It's just my stomach who's craving for food. The hell, this stomach dragging me down. Just because there's nothing she can grind inside me. It's her problem.

But, it keeps on roaring like a fool. Poor me, I escaped from those guys but not the freakin' reality. I'm alone, and fucked up. My life is a mess. Totally.

I search for my pockets, hoping there's a magic would come up, and money will embrace my slender hands, but there's nothing. 

I frown. God, am I really bad, for experiencing this? Fool me, I know He doesn't care about me. 'Cause if He do, why I'm so fucked up?

Forget the drama. I need to get away from this and find some food,to feed the monster in my stomach. I put my hoodie back on. Slightly, hiding my face, to avoid the attention from those bugs.

I have my way out, from that tunnel. I smile as I look at it. 'Thanks for saving me today' but only me know that. Don't want to make others think that I'm a psycho, for talking a tunnel and smiling like an idiot.

Walking carefully, observing the surroundings. Coast clear. No bugs roaming around. I'm at Bridgetown street. Where many food stalls, you can see. Their food products, it's fine. But not that tasty.

I secretly, get some apples to a stall without the fat women noticing, how numb she is. A victorious smile roam around my mind. What a free food.

I mentally cursed, when I see a box of hard liquors place infront of Casa del Mundo, a big hotel on this city. No one's around on it. Sue the liquors, for making a crime like this! 

Just kidding, I'm used to it. There's nothing new. I take a bite from the apple that I've just got. Proudly walking to that case of golds! A look from left to right to make sure that there's no one will caught me.

Successfully, get three cans of it. I turned my back and victoriously. Leaving a crime without any evidence into it.

Unlucky me. There's a little girl, see the crime that I've done. She's also a beggar like me. The difference is I'm a fighter and know how to play the game of this world.

I smile to her. Patting her head, bending my knees down. So that I'll level to her. I take out my apples, and giving it to her. There's something touch my heart, while I'm doing that. 

Maybe because of pity. She's still a child to suffer like this. She smile as the apple from my hand approach her. How innocent. Poor her.

"Are you hungry?" her tiny hands, received the apple happily. Her eyes landed on mine. So cute! Even she's dirty, you can still see that she's beautiful like me!

"I am, ma'am," even her voice,how angelic. I smiled and continuously patting her head.

"Then, eat up kid." Saying it while touching her face, full of dirt.

"Thank you, ma'am!" she actively said.

"What is your name?"

"I don't have any, ma'am," wait, what? Is she serious about that? A girl without a name?

"How come?" I'm intrigued.

"I also don't know, ma'am. I don't have any parents. I'm orphan. No one take cares of me," how pity she is.

Instead of saying anything, I smile genuinely to her." It's fine, kid. You can survive it. Just let it be. Go with the flow and take care of yourself," a tear escaped from my eye. Sh*t. 

I wiped it. Before she can even notice.

She touched my face, it stunned me. Result of letting my guard down.

She touched it, gently. "Also you, ma'am. Be careful and take care of yourself." kid don't make me cry, silently waking my self up.

"I will, kid. You're the one who should worry about yourself." then she replied with a smile " I will also, ma'am!"

"Since,you don't have a name. Can you let me give you one?" I ask her like a fool.

Well, as a child. Who wouldn't be? So she agreed a flow of happiness take a place unto her beautiful eyes.

"Thank you, ma'am," a tear flow from her eyes." No need to thank me, kid. Just take it as a gift from me," I smiled to her proudly.

"I'm just glad. Finally, I will have a name!"

"Uh, let me think of it through. I should be special. It's gonna be your name so, it should be!" I think hardly as I could. It should be nice and a good one.

"Just think, ma'am,"she patiently waited and looking at me innocently. I'm feel so pressured. What the. Wait I know!

"What about, Crimson? What do you think? Since your hair is kinda red. So it probably suits you!" I said it proudly. Like a kid, who solve a mathematical equation.

"I don't like it, ma'am," what? she doesn't like it? but why?

She smiled."I love it! It's nice. And special, since it comes from you!"I blew some air that stock on my lungs. What a relief.

"So, Crimson. I'm about to leave already. See you around?" I bid my farewell to her.

"It's sad. But still fine with me. Hope you fine the happiness you've longing for, ma'am!" I'm still happy. Atleast, I've done something good, even before I end this series of things that slowly killing the deep of me.

"You also, Crimson. Be brave and face the changes of time. I hope you also find your happiness," silly me, saying to someone to be brave. When I can't even do it on my self.

I smile as I turn my back to her. There's no turning back. I'm tired. Physically and mentally bruised. Sick of running away all the time. It sucks, big time.

When I'm few meters away from Casa del Mundo, I brought the can of liquor and open it blissfully. What a mess. But it's my life. Need to embrace it for the last time. 

I rushed, and drink it. A hard and chilling feeling crawl into my throat as I drink it straight, without cutting it. I stop, when I feel the can is already empty.

I'm about to sit. On the bench of Horace Walpole, when a beggar suddenly appear on my face. Looking intently. Tf is he looking at?

I distance my self from him. His creepy af! An old man with a long and thick mustache. Face full of dirt. A mouth with many tartar surrounding his teeth. Ew! 

But the beggar still giving me that look that sending chills to my spine. What is his problem? Is there any dirt on my face? Probably, I didn't take a shower a week have been past since I take a bath, as I remember. 

Take note, I'm doing a shower on the mall nearby. While shoplifting some clothes from a store. How resourcesful I am!

"Lady, you have a dirt on your face. Near on your left eye," he said.

My hands landed into my my left eye and feel something dirt from it. Maybe that's why he's eyeing me intently. 

"Thanks, mister," still thanking him, let's take it aside that he creep the hell out of me.

But, instead of saying something it only smile and took the space from the bench where I'm sitting in. Probably resting too.

"I'm hungry,"the man said it out of nowhere. As he touches his small belly.

I automatically touched my hoodie and remember that I still have some apples left on my pocket. I get some of it and handed to him.

"Apples? Sorry, that's the only thing that I've got," I don't know why I'm explaining to him.

He turned his gaze to me. Eyeing the apples that I'm handling for him. Does  he think there's a poison into it?

"Take it, mister. It doesn't contain any poison. So it's hundred percent safe,"his getting into my nerves!

"Oh,really? Are you sure, that I won't get poisoned after I eat those?" tf!?

"The Audacity! How could you even say that? Look if you don't want it,then tell me now! Do you think I'm kind of person like that?" Dulcenea, stay calm. It's just an old man.

Don't get stress. You'll gonna die and end the misery of your life. Calm down. Do you want to face San Pedro with a stress and haggard face? Little by little my anger to that man relax.

How dare he, do this to me? Like I'm just giving him an apple,and the ending is stressing me out! Dulce, calm tf down!

Breath in, breath out. Even I'm poor, I don't want to be freak out. And look like a women without any dignity on her veins.

"Lady, I'm just playing around! Relax! Don't eat me! Haha," he's laughing. Crazy old man.

While laughing like a fool, the old man, no the beggar instead. Taking the apples from me. Tsk, pain in the as*.

"Sorry again, lady. It's my fault. Haha," laugh your lungs out. Crazy.

Instead of talking to him, I let my self cherish the last moment of my life from this cruel world. Who've done nothing but to make me feel like I'm trash on it's own. An outsider from someone's story. An outcast to be exact.

There's nothing,I can say. All things that happen to me is a chaos. I badly wanted to end my life. But there's something in me. Telling me to stop. Instead of ending my life, I need to continue and leave the way as it is.

But now, I think it's a time for me to end my own misery. Misery that's making my life shit as it is. Finally, I've reach the end of hardship.

Even I'm a bad person, for stealing and leaving a huge amount of debt, I still hope that San Pedro would welcome me with a band on his back.

Blissfully, welcomed me. 

And make me feel that his proud because of the hardships that I've been through I still fight until I'm totally left nothing out.

What a relief, if that thing would happen in me. Someone's proud because of what I've been through.

It feels like all of my efforts to stay strong will finally paid.

"Hey, lady? Are you trying to suicide?"

"I'm finally free from-

I'm choked to death! Thanks to this absurd crazy old man with a combination of the liquor that I'm freakin' drinking! What an early death! Great!

"Seriously, what is your problem old man!?" I burst out. I can let this old man will be the reason of my death!

I want that thing to be peaceful as possible. But with him, I think it's probably impossible.

"There's nothing, lady. Look at you, you're totally a mess. And the liquors in top of it. You almost finish it within a second. Like duh? Take a break, lady," did he just say 'like duh?' with that accent?

"Pft. Haha. Are you serious with that, old man?" I can't stop my mouth to burst out my laughter! Blame him! Haha.

"I'm serious, lady. Do you think I'm joking around?" he seriously stated while biting the last piece of the apple that I've gave him a while ago.

"Do I really look like, I'm going to do such things?"I'm still laughing because of him. Just da*m.

"Aren't you?" I feel the sudden change of his aura. Or it's just really me? It feels like his digging every part of me. 

"Aren't you, Dulce?"tf?! He knew my name! It cringe me out. Just by the way his saying my name. Give me chills. It's not good.

The smile on my face, fade as he turn to me facing the half part of his body to me. "You want to end it, aren't you?" His eyes, there's something I can't explain about it. I can see emotions that I couldn't actually name.

I was about to open my mouth to protest, but he got me first.

"Do it. End it, if that's what can make you feel better," huh?what now?a while ago I feel like his stopping me to do it. Making me feel like it's a sin to end my life just because I'm tired of it. But now. It change. I'm hundred percent confused, this old man giving me a mix signals! And silly me for letting him do it.

"But, I want to remind you. Every people that He made. Have different reasons why they exist even they feel they're totally fucked up," he cut me again.

"W-who are you?" That's all I can say. There are many questions running through my mind. But I got shocked. Unable to gain my self back.

"I'm the crazy old man, Dulce," I'm done. I don't talk to him anymore. I stood up and make my way to aisle of the Bridgestone River. I need to relax my self. My knees are shaking.

While breathing some fresh air. I see a child who's drowning his self, because probably he doesn't know how to swim. 

I'm ignoring him. I know there are many person roaming around the park. It's impossible fot then to not notice it.

But when I'm ignoring it, his voice invade my system.

"Help! Please, H-help Me!" His voice is shaking.f I badly want to let him but when I roam my eyes around no one noticing him! Should I let him?

No!no!no! Dulce, you're not going to save him! You also don't know how to swim! It's still useless. Making my self not to do it.

But in my surprise. I found my self running to the direction of that drowning boy. Sh*t, I don't know what to do! I jump to the river and trying my very best to save the boy.

Luckily, I've got him! As reach his hands, I carry him to the place where he could rest assure that his safe.

As I lay him to a wooden platform,he smile and thank me. I smiled to him as payback to his thanks.

It's surprising. I thought river are deep. But it's not that. I can feel the ground with my feet. 

When I'm about to get up, my feet slide away and I was drowned to the river again. I panicked as I can't feel the ground anymore! 

I tried to ask and shout for help. But unfortunately, there's no one hear my plead. The boy that I've saved, already gone. Maybe his on the side of his parents.

Look at me. How fool am I. Is this my end? I didn't expect I will die in this way. It's absurd to die like this. My hair is wet. Does that mean I'll see San Pedro like this?

I can't! But there's nothing I can do. What a life! The water is slowly embracing me little by little. I drunk some of water from this river already.

I'm tired. I don't want to fight. If it's the end then I'm going to embrace it wholeheartedly. I close my eyes. Making my self ready to face the truth. 

I'm actually happy, because it's finally come to an end. I'm tired. Promise. But there's something in my mind. I still want to feel how to fall inlove, feel to loved and be loved by the man you passionately love.

I want to experience those thing. But sadly, He doesn't want me too. I'm alone ever since I was born. Maybe He doesn't want me to get hurt by loving someone.

Still make me feel, that I'm important to Him. I feel the water through my whole system. I'm happy, but also afraid. What if I'm not going to heaven? Don't tell me another series of misery with Lucifer? God please, I can't take it anymore. Let me rest. Please? 

I can't breathe anymore. But surprisingly I'm still conscious and pitying my self. How miserable, Dulcenea.

Wait! there's something I'm hearing from above this river. I feel like I'm already in the middle but still hearing those words.

"Silly, Dulcenea. It's not the end already. There are more to know. So be ready. I'm going to be with you in a long run. So be ready and have your never ending patience,"

I don't know why I'm smiling right know. Da*n, you crazy old man. It's dark. I c-can't breathe a-anymore.

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