I looked closely again, but all his pictures were distorted. Perhaps this was because I had no clear view of my father currently, is that it? But I remembered my mother so clearly now. Perhaps, the existence of my mother was stronger in my subconscious than my father. I put down the picture frame. I heard the giggle of the little girl running upstairs. My mother's voice followed. "What I said about running?" The little girl halted and slow down her steps as she walked upstairs. She answered back. Her childish voice sounded all the way down the staircase. "No running after the meal!" "Good! My princess, listen well. I will check later if you brush your teeth or not." "Roger!" My mother looked amused at my answer. She chuckled. "Where did she learn that?" I also wondered, so I have been this playful yet behave since I was a child? I nodded. That was gratifying to know that I am not a bad kid. My mother helped the maids in the house chores. I followed my mother for a while.
The car stopped in front of the familiar school. I did not dare to blink my eyes on the way. Because the destination was the school I probably know, then there's a big possibility I could find the house from there. I just hoped that this memory of phase three would not be forgotten the moment I was out. I stared at the school in front of me. This was the all-girls school I know about. Although the style of the uniform of the students changed a bit, and the school was a lot smaller than the present one, there was no doubt that this was the school Jia and I attended. So my father was actually the owner of this school? This made the investigation a lot easier. I just need to go to the President's office and squat there to meet my father. I desperately sink this information into my mind. So when I came back, I could start my investigation there. No more running around without direction! Don't you dare forget this information, Kelly! I noted to myself as I followed my mother toward t
A/n: I have published a draft yesterday. But now it's fixed. Thanks for waiting. ***** I don't know how long I was in these memories. It might have been a split moment or eternity. I watched as my mother and that scumbag went through the divorce. My mother was a simple housewife. Everything that belonged to her had been put under her husband's name. The big house, the car, and other properties. My mother tried her best to fight in court. However, my mother had no other influence or connection to lean on, unlike my father. She lost everything. The only thing she desperately fight for and was able to win was me. I watched as the big house was stripped away from us. The little girl and I stood in front of the gate. The moving company was all set and ready. The only things we were able to get from this house are my clothes and my mother's belongings. We could not even get a single piece of furniture. "Ally. You are moving now? " The pretty aunt neighbor walked up to us. Behind he
At this time, the little girl grew into a middle schooler. She started to learn the downside of reality. She was not the little girl who lived her life like a princess anymore nor did she believes in fantasies and fairytales. She became a girl who started to know the value of money. One day, at dinner, the little girl suddenly opened a sensitive topic. "Mom, should I transfer to public school?" I know exactly what the girl was worried about. She was attending the private school that her mother once attended. It was a prestigious school where every student was a part of a rich and influential household. The tuition every semester was killing her mother. In order to pay for bills, necessities, and tuition at the same time, my mother worked multiple jobs. My dear mother had never once had a complete day off. The girl might not be completely aware of it, but I who was watching every passing time knew that mother only slept for two to three hours at most. It shows in mother's appearan
Savage voices sounded everywhere. Urging my madness to quench my bloody thirst. Kill them! Make them suffer! Make them regret! Make sure they won't utter those words again! "Die!" A turbulent wave of wind and darkness swirled together to form a massive hurricane inside the classroom. It was full of her resentment, anger, and hatred. I was about to unleash all this darkness when a warm hand suddenly held my hand. "...Kelly." A warm voice called out. But it was so distant. I badly wanted to teach these bastards a lesson they would never forget. They should not look down on us. They should not ridicule and mocked my hardworking mother. "...Kelly...I want you to...." I don't want to be kind like her. I don't want to be forgiving like her. I want revenge. I want to see blood. I want to... "...you to live well..." I won't. Not until I see them suffer! "...happy and contented...." I would only be happy when they all die! I cursed them! "...So that I can rest well." No... T
Lucas stared at me, then he nodded in satisfaction."It seems that your soul is getting stronger. You managed to control a part of the ancient demon while being inside his stomach. You've done well." He patted my head. Hmph. Even if you complimented me like that, I would not easily fall into being your bait again! And why are you patting my head? Although he was still arrogant and annoying, he was nicer than usual. Suddenly, I remembered what Lucas said before the hunt when he was avoiding me. Right, this would be our last hunt together, right? "What are you thinking so deeply? I complimented you but you seemed out of it. You want more praise?" I glared at Lucas. "Cough." Doctor Eye coughed to catch our attention. "It's the end of your memories?" "Ah. I vaguely remember some movements. I think that was the moment when you guys are trying to get me out. Then I entered the merging process. I went the same thing again." My face went ugly. "The. Same. Thing. You get that? I had t
Being a ghost without a physical body was one of the perks of being a ghost. I did not need to recuperate from my injury or weak body. Once the pain was gone, I was back to normal.Carl came to the room afterward and lead us to Sir Reynold."Your luck is truly great, huh?" This was how Carl greeted me.How truly insincere. I swayed my hair arrogantly, "It's not luck but my ability."Carl: "...."Carl ignored my self-serving quotes and turned to Lucas."By the way, why are you wearing sunglasses?""It's a new fashion." Lucas dismissed it by answering nonchalantly.I was speechless.New fashion? You have time to care about fashion while I was suffering? "You guys have gone a great job. I expected there would be casualties. You did not disappoint us. So I especially prepared great rewards for you two." Sir Reynold put two folders on the desk."Your first reward is this."Folders?One has my name and the other one has Lucas.Lucas took the folder but did not open it hurriedly like befor
On the way back to the hospital, no one dared to speak. Both of us have weights in our minds.The 'door to the afterlife' importance to me had now become significant just second after recovering my memories.I should investigate more about this so I could help Lucas.I glanced at the folder. Although I badly wanted to study what was inside, there was a matter at hand that I must first do.When we arrived at our territory floor, I cornered Lucas."So...you promised to me that we are going to talk about it after the hunt was over. Now is the time."Before the hunt, Lucas deliberately avoided me because I saw something that I shouldn't see. It was Lucas' business, but as his partner, it was my business too. I could not help but be angry that he was keeping this to himself.Avoiding me was not the answer! If Lucas was suffering, I, the person who received much help from him should payback and help him.Oh...I sound cool at that, right?Lucas stepped back from my kabedon pose*.(A/n: Kabed