Aileen_Arthur

The scar you gave and still giving

my name is Aileen Quinn, my dream is to travel abroad why?
because I want to get my mom out of their claws.
who are they?
the richest people in this city.

though their house is made up of gold 
we give fire to refine their gold.

..............................

today I had the chance to travel abroad, wow I am on the plane, the excitement that brew my heart turned into regrets.
the moment I got off the plane I was robbed and left wanting by the police.
...
thank goodness there is my savior

"you thought I was your savior? me!!! the police here don't like me. I visit them more often than I do my books for a high school student, and they love me for my presence. that place is like my second home"

indeed he wasn't joking because of him my passport was ceased they don't trust him..........
now what will I do in this foreign land


This cover does not belong to me

The Scar you gave me

"parents arrange marriage, we just happens to get along and fall in love"


"then you should take care of her, it's a blessing to find your soulmate at this age"


there seemed to be a karaoke going on in there


"how could you leave this fun for that fun!!!?" the police said


although Aileen said she won't wait, she actually waited for him, it was getting late and she was worried


"why am I worrying about him? why is he late? what's he doing out there?" were some of the questions that ran through her mind, she couldn't sleep, so she decided to  entertain herself to distract herself.


"why??!!!!, why???!!!!! why should I worry about him, he's an adult he can take care of himself" it was based on that she decided to entertain to distract herself.


the bell rang and she shut the music off


"that must be him" she said with an angry tone


she  opened the door and anger was shown on her face.


"the police? what did he do?" she thought


"good evening, he got drunk and got into a fight like he mostly do" the police said


she was so angry, that even Rían got scared


"how could it not be true when you have bruises" she said 


"get inside. thank you sir" she said and he got inside


"it's in my room" he showed her and she went for it


"how could you right after lectures, go to a party and that late too?"


"are you angry because I went to a party after class or the fact that it was late?"


there was a little cut on his left eyebrow and a little wound at the left corner of his lips.


"and how could you get into a fight and get drunk?"


"are you angry because I got into a fight or got drunk?"


"I got into a fight to defend myself and for that drinking part I have no excuse for that"


"how could you be drinking at this age, I know you are an adult but.... that for me is a no, and the way the police said it, this is not your first time, no wonder the police station is your second home"


she was really angry but he was happy at least someone cared for him, at least someone wants the best for him.


"does it hurt?" she said staring so close at his lips and blew on it


he stared back at her, they were so close that he said his emotions out loud


"can I please kiss you?" he said looking into her eyes, her eyes widened and she pushed him a little, she stood up and said


"hey! how could you think that with that wound on your lips" 


"so will you have allowed me to kiss you if there was no wound and besides I can kiss you perfectly fine even with the wound so.... can I?"


she was so shocked by his courage and she 


"what?" he acted as if he wasn't aware of what was going on


"nothing...am going to sleep" she said and rushed off to her room with a beating heart, leaving him all smiley.


act or real