ALCY

Yeri a 17 year old girl is in her 2nd year of high school . She works hard in order to become a designer .Her friends and classmates admire her thinking how  she is both  smart and rich and also has a loving family,but in reality her father is selfish and abusive . She's studying hard so that she can move abroad and get away from her father .
On the first day of her school a transfer student arrives , who is introvert but has a similar pain. They start getting close not knowing something more painful is waiting for them.

UNTILL MY LAST : bound to end

[ the following content contains, physical and verbal abuse which might be disturbing for some readers ]

It was a rainny day, the day we held her funeral. But the tears coming out of my father's eyes seemed heavier than the rain.

He kept drinking for days without eating anything and he didn't want to see me not because I reminded him of her , but because I didn't. Well it's not my fault that I look like my father but he was too drunk and heart broken to realize that.

At first I thought it'll be okay after some time passes. And he seemed to be recovering , he started eating well and after 3 weeks he started going to work and even went to meetings again after a month but what he kept resenting was me he neither want to see me nor did he talk to me.

It was the time when her one year death anniversary was around, he called my name out , for the first time after so long . I would have been happy to hear that if it wasn't midnight.

I opened the door of my room and as soon as I stepped out he threw something at me, it hit my head. I was dizzy but saw him glairing at me, after that he was shouting at me , I lost consciousness . when I woke up it was morning ,father wasn't there anymore and my forehead was swollen, a broken bottle of bear was right next to me. The pieces of glass scattered around me looked like emerald as they were reflecting sun rays .

" Oh this is what he threw at me "

I couldn't think straight. I didn't know what to do, what was my fault, I locked myself in my room for days, but he didn't care.

While I was thinking someone opened the door.

" He came back early today as well. "I whispered

"YERI!! KIM YERI. COME HERE" he shouted.

"You ungrateful brat. Your father came back from work and you don't even bother greetings him. "

"I'm sorry father , I was studying. "

"So who do you think pays for your studies. "

I went to the kitchen but was still trembling.

My hands were shaking so much that I barely managed to hold the plate.

I almost placed the plate on the table but accidentally made a eye contact with him and the plate fell from my hands.

"You good for nothing wench. You can't do a single thing right. You're nothing like her. You piece of sh#t.Let me teach you a lesson"

Lesson he says, I know what comes afterwards.

He grabbed my hairs and pushed me towards my room. I bumped to the open door and fell down. Then he grabbed my collar and slaped me so many times that I couldn't even count.

He pushed me again , my head bumped into the shelf and the flower pot on it fell down.

Blood was dripping down my face, some went inside my eyes that's when I door bell rang.

I could hear his deep yet soft voice, it sounded familiar.

"Can you please not make noise, it's quite late. My mother is busy working , it's distracting and I'm also studying. "

I slowly opend the door and peeked through it.

The guy at the door looked inside after hearing the sound of the door opening.

Blood was still dripping down my face. But I was more flustered when I saw the face of my downstair neighbour.

FOR THE FIRST TIME