All Chapters of The Scar Face: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I opened the window and let the air caress my face. It was drizzling outside, making the weather colder and the surroundings beautiful. I got a little outside and looked around. The shops around the area were still closed including mine.I looked up at the sky and sighed. Dreams....I have lots of dreams to achieve and I've started the journey to achieve them. Being without parents was a lot harder.Although I've lived in an orphanage from the age of five, I don't live there anymore because I'm twenty now but I do miss that place so much and keep visiting it from time to time.I have a small house of two floors. I live on the second floor and have a boutique on the first floor. It is small but at least it helps me feed myself and I'm able to buy stuff on my own. One day I will make this small boutique even bigger with time.Other than that I'm a writer. I like reading and writing books. At first I used to just imagine it and my imagination was so strong th

"Where is that little boy?" He asked. He asked while looking directly in my hazel orbs with his black ones. Sweat drops started to travel down my forehead in such cold weather due to fear. This wasn't the first time I'm seeing them but definitely the first time to end up in such a situation.  "Who?" I asked with a confused expression. I tried my best to act confident because that poor boy has softened my heart and I guess I'm ready to risk it for him. He looked at me right in the eyes for a good while. It felt like he was trying to read through me. Trying to see my shaking soul within. He looked around at my boutique and then he gestured something to his men and all of a sudden they started to check around my boutique and some of them even went upstairs. 

Mess. A whole mess around me. I looked around my boutique in pure shock. My collections were laying down on the floor like garbage. I shut the door behind me and looked upstairs in shock.  "The boy." I whispered under my breath and rushed upstairs. I could see muddy footsteps on my stairs, indicating that they went upstairs too.  The scars were here for the boy. I opened my room door and found my book on the floor. Anger rushed through my body. Although I was a very calm person. I rarely get angry and when I do I don't care if I get hurt or the person in front of me.  I looked toward

"Thank you for coming." I said while shaking hands with one of the random customers as she bought lots of my dresses for her upcoming wedding.  "Will come next time too." She said while winking at me and I passed her a polite smile. "I will be grateful." I said and waved her a bye as she left my boutique. I huffed and walked towards the door to close the boutique as it was already 8:30 PM and I usually close my boutique at eight so I better close it now before someone else comes.  After closing the boutique and arranging some stuff back to it's previous places. I made my way upstairs as my stomach growled. I'm hungry.  I've forbidden 'the boy' to come down in the boutique and he is very obedient. He is a very mature boy even though he looks around seven. Look

I locked the door and turned around. I took a deep breath and leaned on the door. My heart beat was running like it was in a marathon race. I could hear the sound of my heart thundering in my chest and in my ears. My whole face was red due to running and I was trying to breathe in the air as it was getting hard to breathe. I immediately put the bags on the couch and rushed towards my counter to grab my inhaler. "Where i-is it?" I harshly opened the drawer and threw the stuff coming in my way  only to find my inhaler but I couldn't find it.  My shoulders got tensed as I couldn't find my inhaler where I put it last time. I slapped my chest and coughed as I couldn't breathe. I took off my coat and threw it away.  I can't go up in this condition.