I'm on the rooftop, I want to breathe some fresh air, and unwind my horrible experience. Although, I really can't forget my parents.
I smiled bitterly, I'm just fooling myself from that thoughts. I want to cry, but it seems like my eyes were dry, and my tears are gone. I'm dehydrated.
Should I laugh? Should I cry? I don't know what I'm going to do for now, and for the rest of my life. I can't decide without my parents, and I can't be happy without them. They are my only happiness.
My happiness turns into the reason why I'm feeling blue. A cold wind touches my skin. My mind is tired.
Should I change my attitude for the better? Should I apologize to the people? Especially, to those people who have been bullied by my personality.
Maybe, it's time to change, I already received my punishment, and I don't want to happen it again. My phone suddenly rang.
“Hello?” I responded while holding the phone. I arched my eyebrow, “I'm here at the rooftop, why? Do you need anything?” I asked.
Zoe called me because she wants to buy some beverages. She answered me immediately.
“That's all? Okay, I will buy some fruits, how's Zhian? His father? Does the operation succeed?” I asked her, my heart is beating like a drum, that's why I'm asking her without wasting some time.
She answered me with a piece of positive news. I smiled, even though, she can't see it. The call ended. I kept my phone inside my pocket and decided to sit down for five minutes.
I heard a strange noise coming from the storage room, I arched my eyebrow. Storage room at the rooftop? Well, mostly, their storage room was located on the rooftop.
My eyes widened, there's a couple who went out from the storage room. I gulped, and my sweats are slowly dripping down on my face.
They looked at me with an awkwardly look, the girl covered her face, while the boy is looking at the ground, and his cheeks are blushing.
My heart starts to beat as fast as I witnessed an awkward moment that was meant to be private. I scanned their whole body.
The girl's clothes were crumpled, and the boy's Polo was unbuttoned, and his hair was messy with a bit of sweat are dripping down.
The boy whispers to the girl, and she began to run. I sit properly and fixed myself to move on from that moment of silence. I looked away from him, and calming myself, and persuading him to forget that thing.
In my peripheral vision, the boy fixes his clothes, and comb his hair using his fingers. He murmured, but I didn't hear it.
He walks toward my direction, so I pretend that I didn't notice him, “H-Hi!, I'm sorry for that kind of moment, we didn't notice that someone is here, I'm sorry,” he explained. I looked at him and smiled weakly.
“It's okay, I'm just surprised, but yeah, I don't mind it, don't worry,” I stated. He sighed, and he sits beside me.
I moved a bit, so there will be a space for him. I remained looking at the beautiful scenery.
“Are you okay? You're crying.” I touched my cheeks, yes, I'm crying, I didn't expect that there are still some tears to cry. He lends me his handkerchief, but I hesitate to accept it.
“Don't worry, it's clean, and we didn't use it.” I decided to refuse it, I don't know why I'm just—never mind.
“I have my handkerchief.” I showed it to him, so I wiped away my tears, “What happened?” he asked.
I shrugged my shoulder, and my lips pressed into a thin line. He looked at me, “I'm Harvey McKenzie, we owned this hospital, nice to meet you!” he said. He offers his hand, but I just smiled at him.
“Does something terrible that happen to you? Why are you crying? Why are you here? I mean, you're here, and sitting here alone.” I didn't respond. I stood up and began to walk away from him.
“I need to go, sorry, maybe, we will meet again someday? My five minutes have been already done, and I need to buy something, see you next time! And by the way, your secret was safe in me.” I winked at him and walks immediately.
“Hey! What's your name?” I ran, and after a few minutes, I reached the ground floor. I need to buy some fruits and drinks.
I'm wearing the necklace, this was the reason why these horrible things happened to Zhian. However, his father did something wrong for me.
The bruises, and scars in my skin are not healed, but the scar inside my heart wouldn't be healed.
After ten minutes, I reached the store, and the girl who I saw on the rooftop was there, her eyes widened, and she immediately hides.
Her clothes were completely fine, and her looks were already neat, and clean. I said what I need to buy, and the woman smiles at me.
I nodded, and told her the words, “Thank you!” I moved away and examined the whole place. The polluted city, a lot of buildings, and factories. Plenty of cars, and few trees.
The world is already tired, but it seems like the world doesn't want to give up, just for the people to continue to live. However, humans still abusing the world.
I observed my sides before the traffic lights become red to stop the cars from moving, so the people can cross the street.
I looked around while holding a plastic bag of fruits. I stepped foot when I heard a loud honk from the truck.
All of a sudden, the person in front of my hit by the truck, its blood spread on the ground, and it spits out to my clothes. My eyes widened, and my jaw dropped a bit.
I can't move my feet until the rescuer arrived, I'm still standing here, “Miss? Miss? Are you okay? are you hurt? Tell me, so I can put some aids to you, answer me,” the man asked me.
I'm still looking at the dead body while they are cleaning, and the police arrived. They put some police lines, and the media started to capture everything.
The truck driver hit his face, and the broken glass from the truck was stabbed in his face, his eyes were open with thick metal on them.
I'm going to vomit, I rushed to the hospital, and I walked immediately, the nurses, and doctors, also the patients are looking at me. I reached Zhian's room, but I remained standing, I'm hearing something.
“Are you Zoe Amethyst? Where's my father? Why I'm here? Huh? Sammy? Who's that? I don't know her, sorry...” It's him. I know his voice.
My tears start to flow, and my body starts to tremble. He forgot me. I can't accept the fact that he forgot who I am.