THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING

It took her a sometime before she could get the knife, she look so stupid looking around if anyone suspects her, she quickly got rid of her "soon to be useless" thinking.

' There's nothing to be ashamed of' she kept repeating in her head.

BUMP!!!

"OH My God" she yelped looking upset about what happened .

'I'm sorry, are you okay?.

That thick magnetic voice, she could recognize it anywhere.

'Yae'Yes I'm fine, it alright,., Where are you going? She ask trying to strike up a conversation and wiping any suspicion in his mind.

'Nowhere, i came looking for you' , let's go. He didn't even give her enough time to process everything.

'Oh... okay . She replied sounding uneasy.

They walked casually like normal couples would,. But her once calm heart started thumping, threatening to break free from her rib cage, as soon as they were getting close to "their" room.

She quickly excused herself 5seconds after they set foot in the room

'I'll go freshen up she mumbled to no one in particular,.

(No reply)

Since she got no reply she took that as her clue and went to a little room like closet,. It was a changing room. She remembered seeing this in a south korean movie.

IN THE DRESSING ROOM..

She didn't waste any seconds and took out the knife she hid on her body. There was no time to waste,. She hastily slashed her hand not caring about the pain. She closed her eyes absorbing the pain, opening her eye lid to check out the results.

But was disappointed when she found out nothing changed.

Nervousness,panic,fear,shock,. Every sort of negative emotions took over her system,

'No this can't be. How come? This isn't what she was expecting . 'What do i do, I'm not going to have sex? . I'm just an eighteen years old girl, my life can't end like this,. Me, being a house wife and.....oh my God!!!. It dawned on her that the priest already slashed her with a knife before this. Though the wound had already disappeared.

' Mira, Mira is everything okay?.'

Hmm she hmmph almost choking on her words . 'I'm okay,she raised her voice a bit trying to sound as natural as she could.

'Okay I'll leave you alone then.

As soon as she felt him leave her surrounding her brain quickly went into the strategizing mode.

'Calm down Mira everything is okay, i can escape this I'll just look for an excuse,he will buy it he seems to be a nice guy'

She thought inside her, and her dead confidence and faith bloomed like a sunflower. 'I can do this' she muttered to herself and stood up dressing her self up and exiting the dressing room.

But what welcomed her doesn't look pleasing.

'We need to leave' the charming prince announced in a rather urgent and alarming manner,

'Why?, what happened?, She kept asking rattling

'I'll explain to you later'. ' Pack just little of your clothes'.

'WHY?, Where are we going?. She asked a bit panicky.

'I'm not sure, but first pack your bags'. He answered blocking any room for questions.

What is happening?, Why are we leaving?'. She interrogated, sounding desperate.

'I'll explain to you later, just pack your bags ..fast.

He answered breathless.

Several thick voices shook both of them out of their conversation.

'Break the door, hurry you fools'.

This was bad news she could feel it in her guts and She couldn't stop that feeling from rising deep in her stomach. She turned her her head to him throwing him a questioning look but she got the opposite reaction she was expecting, . He looked like a predator ready to pounce on it's prey.

'Zamiel '. She didn't even know she said that out loud.

'We have to go', he declared, scooping her up and went for the window.

'Wait what are you doing?' ,her voice sugar coated with fear.

Hold on tight', he whispered sending thousand waves of emotions in her stomach, and then he

SHATTER!

Darkness, she felt as if she was drowning into a pitch black abyss, floating into an endless void. Her skin tingling from the cold feeling she felt from within her, even though she couldn't feel any form or sign of air,.

**********************************************"Mira" a voice as cool as morning breeze called.

'Yes mother', a girl of about 17 or 18 years of age walked into a homey kitchen it looks clean and hygienic, not too large.

'l thought i told you to go to the parlour and help your sister,. The cool voice questioned sounding upset.

'But mom, why do i need to do that i mean it my birthday today,. I'm clocking 18 for God's sake I'm not a kid anymore'. The girl argued

'To you, you might not be a kid, but to me you are'

(Groaned) 'i'm not a kid anymore, I'm at the age people consider as an adult stage'.

'You are very wrong, you are still a teenager, ,any number that has teen at the end is a teenager. You are an adult when you are 20 years of Age, now, are you ready to go and help your sister' . The lady chanted nonstop.

Uuuuuuuugggghh. She groaned, surrendering to her mom. '. Fine I'll go, you win mother.

That's my girl now go hurry.

"Mira! Mira!a thick voice called sending shivers down her spine. She woke up opening her eyelids in a drowsy way, and shut it back, opening her eyes, peeking trying to adjust to the blinding light.

( 'Where was she?), She wondered,first thing, not paying attention to the source of voice.

Everywhere looked so unreal it looks like a painting brought to life. Everywhere was surrounded with huge and tall trees, chirping birds and the sun highlighted it all,it gave a beautiful contrast to imaginary image.

'Where am I?', Am i in another imaginary world?, No i don't want this anymore. This time she said it out loud.

'Uhmm, Mira are you okay?he asked trying to get her attention. To be honest he was a bit offended that she didn't pay any attention to him, as if he was invincible.