Ever since I experienced Phase three, there was a part of me that knew that my past was not something worth remembering. Those scenarios were all awful and I would rather forget it all.Perhaps because I was denying those memories, I never tried to bring them up again or analyze them. I am afraid of what would I find out.Just these flashes were enough to send me to disarray. What if my past and memories were something I could not bear?What if this bullying was only the tip of the iceberg? What if there was a deeper pit behind it? The distorted images of those laughing girls who kicked me and beat me up come up again. Their violent and nasty bullying doesn't only happen in this desolate area. It continued to happen in the restroom, in the gym, in the warehouse...it followed me everywhere.I clenched my fist.Did I really live a life like that?Something inside me was stirring. There was a voice at the corner of my mind screaming at me to stop. To stop these memories from resurfaci
But what replaced was an ambiguous atmosphere. My non-existent heart skipped a beat. Lucas suddenly leaned in, his face was just a few centimeters from mine. "!" Lucas stared at my eyes from this close distance. "And we even...shared a kiss." "...." My mind went blank. Lucas' handsome face, coupled with that devilish smile and magnetic voice...made it all so lethal. Oh goodness. What a tempting Lucas. Was he....was he going to kiss me? But I am....I am...a bit shy. However, I want to feel them again. Alright....I will...I will share a kiss with him again! I moved my lips in preparation, accepting the incoming kiss. Lucas suddenly smirked and went back to his position. "So we are much much closer than before." "???" Why did he distance away? Where is the kiss? Lucas smiled with teasing in his eyes. "Am I right?" Was that...a false alarm?! Oh my goodness. That was so embarrassing. I looked away. "Y-you're right..." I felt my head buzz. I almost closed my eyes! Thankf
I asked for Lucas' help to uncover my past because I am more confident that I am able to face the unknown and seemingly gloomy history I had if I am with him. I told him that I already have the folder that contained the results of the investigation from the haunted mansion. But because a lot happened, I haven't read the file yet. I want to read it with Lucas. "I am not sure if those shadow spies are still in the hospital. But that place is safe because Jia placed a barrier there. So we have to go to Jia first." "Actually...The folder is with me." Lucas confessed. "...You took my folder?" "....Yes." Lucas then hastily added, "You should not be angry at me that I took a look at it first. You also took my folder and meddle with my personal matters. Since I let you meddle in my affair, I figured out that I am allowed to do it too. Besides, you are in the haunted mansion, how would you investigate your matter with those Capital bastards spying on you?" "...I am not angry." Why would
Lucas was so straightforward when it comes to these things.I wonder how could he say these embarrassing things without changing his face. Wasn't he embarrassed?I could only say these kinds of things when the atmosphere was right or when I was influenced by emotions. But to say it out of nowhere without warning was not something anyone can do!I could not help but doubt if Lucas was a Cassanova! I should ask him someday.But for now, I better changed the topic, or else I would make a silly expression. He would surely make fun of me!"Coughed. Can we check Ms. Lilian's house?"Lucas looked at me like he know it all. But he let it off and answered my question."My mother's house is still the same as before. It looked empty now since no one lived there anymore.""That's fine. I want to know what kind of place you grow up in.""This is supposed to be a quest to find the house you lived in before.""We can look for that in the way too."Lucas just shook his head with a smile. He leads the
It was wishful thinking of mine. Something I dearly hoped but not dared to be explicit about."I told you. If I become your neighbor you will have a crush on me." Lucas smirked."...." He was right. I did really have a crush on him, haha."...But you said to me that I am not easy to forget. How come you don't notice I am that little girl?""Hey, are you really blaming me for not relating that snotty little girl back then to you? You are so young when I met you. Your teeth haven't completely grown out yet. How would you expect me to relate the bloody ghost to that naughty little girl?"Besides, I am right. Even though I only spent a year with you and a week of my summer vacation, I did not forget about you even after you and your mother moved out."Lucas makes sense. He did not really forget me. The little girl still existed in his stories. It seemed like I am really an unforgettable person, heh.But there was a question in my mind. "Do you know why we moved?"Lucas lowered his eyes, "
"Kelly!" Lucas shook my shoulder. His grey eyes looked at me worriedly. "What's wrong? You suddenly blanked out."I shook my head trying to stay sober, "There was just another memory..."Lucas squeezed my arms gently, "You are trembling. Perhaps we should stop for today."I looked at my quivering hands. I did not even realize that my soul was trembling. Was I too shaken up by that memory?I closed my eyes as I tried to recall that scene, but perhaps because I recovered a bunch of memories today I felt my soul so tired. Just trying to recall it made me dizzy.This doesn't make sense. I am in my soul form, so why did I feel so tired? Perhaps....battling my subconscious self over that piece of memory made my soul exhausted?It was plausible. But I found a piece of very important information in that fleeting scene.There was another person beside me and my mother...I looked at Lucas, "In the time you are here....did you notice anyone besides me and my mother? For example, my father?"
A/n: This chapter is fixed. Thank you for waiting. Please leave a rating on the novel. Your ratings and thought will be very much appreciated. *** I agreed with Lucas inwardly. Although I don't know the whole identity of this so-called father of mine yet, the fact that he might be the source of my unknown fears tells me he was not a good man. From my memory, all the warm and fond memories came from the moments I was with my mother. Even the times when I cried and blamed my mother for being too strict with me, I consider them as warm memories. My mother, who I learned named Ally, truly loves me. She was beautiful, kind, and warm. I really admire the way she brought me up. The more I found out about her the more I become proud of her. However...there was a pang of pain accompanied whenever I tried to recall her face. That nonexistent pain made me feel a sense of foreboding. As if something bad was going to happen. I was just hoping that these good memories would last long. But
I don't know where it began. I was too young back then to notice anything. One day, on my way back home from school, I saw some neighbors on the same floor surrounding my mom. A fat woman was holding my mother's hair and pulled it angrily as she cursed. "You slut! You seduced my husband! Because of you, my family is going to be ruined!" My mother did not fight back. She was brought up in a prestigious family and never suffered a violent fight like this. She doesn't know how to counter-attack. She tried to calm down the fat aunt before her. "Please calm down. We should talk about it calmly." "You want me to calm down?! After my husband told me I was not even good as you, you want me to calm down?! You seduced him, you wench!" She pulled back my mother's hair hardly causing my mother to yelp in pain. "Agh! Please stop! I don't know what you are talking about! I never seduced your husband! He is the one clinging to me and I rejected him many times!" "You slut!" The fat woman ro