The past still holds my soul and I can't tear it apart

MCD//Chapter 10// the past still holds my soul and I can't tear it apart

Illeon's Point of View ( Memories of the past)

"Azilan, where did you go?" She picked up my ears and pinched them roughly, which made me scream in shock.

I just got back home from the Herbal session of our class and told my mom and dad yesterday that it would take me a while to get home because the Green Garden Section is in the central part of downtown.

"Mom, I'm from class; ouch!" She tightened it even more, making me scream in pain.

She brought me to the kitchen and let go of my ear there, but I didn't expect her to grab my jaw so tightly, as if she would take it off at any moment. "Don't fool me, you kid!"

"You're worthless. You're still a liar!" she added.

And holding my jaw, she took a handful of salt beside her and suddenly forced me to swallow it. Besides, I was just released, but it was so salty that I couldn't take much of it. I coughed non-stop and grabbed my throat; it was like fire burning my neck.

I couldn't even speak.

"That's what you should do, to be weak, to suffer; you're so shameless. You're just a bitch in this house; you're still perverted. Swallow it until your tongue is all you can swallow," she said to me, full of her disgusted words. Why would she love to pick me? I just want to be her good kid, doing well in school, and always following her. But why would she have to hate me? I'm her kid.

I was left alone in the kitchen. I am lying down and hoping that HELP will show up in front of me and save me from this cruel life.I have one hand on my chest and the other on my throat. I was forced to fight the saltiness, but later, while struggling to breathe with a tired body and eyes, I realized that someone like me is weak. No one will lend a hand to help me and rescue me from pain because I didn't help myself first.

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And now, in this place, why do I still feel those words? I've done everything: I've been brave, I've been smart, I've distanced myself from people, and most of all, I've numbed the pain. But there is nothing that proves I have changed. What a shame.

"Illeon, you're here; I heard what you did; you're so good, Il. I'm so proud of you. I was stunned by Mrs. Timothy. She is only saying this because she sees her daughter, mistake, because she sees her daughter Illeon, the real host of this body, and not the Heart Azilan, not the Heart Azilan that I owned. If only Illeon was alive, she would never be like me. She was lucky because she had people who loved her. A love that I've been longing for since.

I didn't notice that she was already close to me; she hugged me, and I felt that she kissed my hair. "You are the luckiest and most precious gift I have received in my life. I looked her in the eyes. Does she mean it?

"What if I didn't get the deal? Is this what you're going to say to me?" To Illeon. I wanted to add that, but I just stopped it. If I hadn't gotten the deal earlier, Illeon would never have been treated like this. It's just a mask of people. This is not true. Humans in my world and this world are all the same.

"Yes, because I know inside of you, you can do the impossible. Even though you know that there is a probability that it is not what you want, whenever you persevere, you can achieve the things that you want to get. And Illeon, even if you get that or fail to have it, You are still the best thing that happened in our life."

Why didn't I even react properly? What should I say to her? Is it part of the lie? What exactly is this?

"I'm going to sleep. She let go of me, and I immediately went to Illeon's room, which is now my room. I'm a mess. I don't understand everything. I don't want to accept this thing or this feeling. I was duped by it once, and I don't want to be a victim again.

Three YEARS ago, on the next day of the Green Garden Session,

Heart slowly made her way under the path to the Herbal Garden. She was a little late because of the dizziness and thirst she felt. She was stuck that night trying to find a way to dispose of the saltiness. And she felt sleepy.

Inside their class, they do an investigation of the different genes of the plants and observe their poisonous parts. And to conduct medicinal research and do some experimentation with the venomous part of a snake.

"Students, better remember, don't be fooled by the form of the plant you encounter, because you don't know what kind it is. Heart was in the last part, and their masked teacher didn't notice her much during the session. And she accidentally inhaled something from a nearby plant, but she just ignored it and tried to listen to her teacher. And slowly, the effect of the poison is engulfing her sight. She thought it was her tiredness, but she was wrong.

"And don't put your noses closer than 60 inches because poisonous plants are playful; they enjoy people coming near them, so they spray them with non-lethal but suicidal poison. Understand?"

After the last information had been given, they did what had to be done. Their teacher was left standing in the middle and watching all around. It's surprising that he didn't even see Heart ahead. Heart in his class is outstanding; she is good, and her intelligence is greater than the teacher's if she studies in different classes of books. Yet she was shy..

But during his observation, he caught sight of Heart, who had her eyes closed, and as if unconsciously standing close to her, when he got close to her, his eyes widened when he saw a plant that bloomed only once and was the most poisonous of all the plants around the garden.

"Heart!" His shout grabbed the attention of his students, and the students in the corner were sent back and wondered what happened.

They just saw that their teacher was carrying Heart lifelessly out of the Garden.

"Is he all right? Will he get treatment?" The healer turned to him and smiled." If you don't bring her here right away, she won't be cured simply. He smiled when he heard that. He looked at Heart, who was sleeping soundly.

"But Mr. Hexian, the only thing I'm worried about is the amount of salt she ate; it may have damaged her kidney and will further ruin her life." He was surprised by what he said.

"Salt? Salt?"

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And this time, Harley stared at his kalanchloe flower. He picked up fallen petals while he remembered a tragic event in his life in the real world.

"When I get back, will I still meet her? Will you still remember me, Heart? How are you?" He spilled.

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Someone's Point of View:

I let out a deep breath.

"What are you thinking there? And why are you silent?" He asked me. He sat next to me." I just remembered something."

"What did you remember that made you deeply exhale? Is it that kind of fatal?" I shook my head and looked at the book I was holding. She suffered in her cruel state. I was late to notice her suffering. I never thought that her genuine smile was the opposite force that pushed her deeper into pain. I was too blinded by it.

Ever since I saw that girl at the bakery. I asked to see her again, but I never thought that she would be in that situation. Dying. Helpless. And be falling lifeless.

I don't want to see her hurt again. I had promised to protect her, yet I failed to do so when I lost her. And I never found her again.

"Someone who is important to me"

How is she? I hope she is happy and not suffering anymore. I can't treat her if she gets sick again. I hope she is in good condition. I haven't met her again yet.

"You were a healer back in your kingdom. Why didyou decide to stay in this place? You could have cured plenty of people with your knowledge."

I chose this world, hoping to see her again. But as a price of what I did for her to have life again, I couldn't have any memory of her face anymore.

I can't be a healer if the closest people around me were failed by me. "I'll be back once we find the cure for the lives of our world," and the life of his hoping to see her again might also be part of the price of what he did.

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