"Who the hell are you? And what do you want?" I asked, gritting my teeth. The pain was getting worse, and the only thing that this guy did is to stare at me creepily. I went down to take the knife, and he snatches it before I could reach it.
"Seriously, what the hell do you want?" I was fuming.
"I am keeping this with me," with a deep voice, he said. He put the knife in his pocket. "And, think of me as the angel your dad sent to you to save you from your sick mind." He said before he started walking. I was perplexed. What just happened? How the hell he knows my dad? Feeble mind? What a great angel?

Sarah has an unordinary life. Due to previous events in her past, she now experiences some side effects that bigger even to her age. She gets nightmares that never know why she has them, and she kept getting pain in her chest and heart whenever it rains. She never knew an answer about the cause of any of this.
The life she's leading is away from anyone else. 
She doesn't talk to anyway and pushes who tries to get close to her. Until one day, when five guys came with their own stories to bother the painful silence, she was living.
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Warning: I don't encourage self-harm, violence, or aggression; It's a part of the story.
If any of this triggers you or if you don't like it. I don't advise you to read it.

Drops of Pain

"You're not coming back, aren't you?" I hastily stood and turned to the person who's glaring daggers at me now. I couldn't utter a word. His calculative eyes were reading every inch on my body. 


"I'll take your silence as yes. The show there at the dorm was a goodbye show. You're not planning to see us anymore," He was like reaching conclusions from my silence. And I still couldn't talk. I couldn't even nod or shook my head, denying it. "After letting you in! They'll be hurt when you disappear or when you act one day like you don't know them," He barked hard to the point I flinched. He was furious, and he shouldn't be that angry. It makes nonsense. Knowing his character, he should ignore me and be the one that'll act as he doesn’t know me when we meet. 


"Why so dramatic, Noah? You know me for less than a month. I'll give you another one month, and you all forget about me. I am the last one you want her to be part of your life. I am doing a favor for everyone here." 


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