“What do you mean?” Simon asked curiously. I explained to him everything that happened to us and how I got out of jail alone. We were both stunned and silent because of what happened, but we continued our walk again until we reached the city. We looked around our entire surroundings, and we couldn't say anything but dumbfounded. Other houses were destroyed, there were burning buildings, there were car accidents and there were people lying in the middle of the road. This was not the world I expected to greet me upon my return. “Tell me, it's all just a dream.” Simon whispered, and we still couldn't believe what we were seeing around us. “This is not a dream, but we are in reality.” I replied to him. We slowly walked towards it while observing our entire surroundings. Very different from the world we live in and my origin. Everything we see is heartbreaking, especially the corpses around that seem to have been abandoned. Apart from that, no one can be seen running around. It was like

It wasn't easy for me to get him out of the mental hospital as their security there was tight, and everywhere I looked there were his father's men watching over him. Some uniformed nurses simply pass by his room to make sure he's in there and what he's doing there, then they report it to their boss or Wesley's father. I'm just lucky that people around me don't notice me and nobody knows me either. But I still have to be careful because they're not just an ordinary people. Seven days ago, I always went into Wesley's room to clean up his messes. But no one knew that he did all that on purpose so that they would call me and let me in to clean up his messes, even though the truth was that we were both talking about what we should do on the day he ran away. I looked around to make sure that no one else was outside and that no one else was listening to us. At the same time, I took out the janitor uniform from the garbage bag and then handed it to him. He quickly took it and hid it inside h

“Simon, can you hear me?” the psychiatrist asked me while I was stunned and deep in thought. I don't remember anything about what happened to me, as long as I woke up to find myself in a white room while I was wearing a patient gown and my hands were tied behind my back. Suddenly, I thought about Wesley because my last memory of him was that I saw him sitting on a chair with his hands and feet tied and half of his face bleeding. That's why I immediately looked all around me to look for him, but there was no one else there except me, the two security guards standing next to me and the female doctor in front of me. “Where's Wesley? Where did you take my friend?” I asked the doctor, so she looked up at my face and then lowered her eyeglasses on the desk. “How many times have you mentioned that name to me. Who is Wesley?” she politely asked me at the same time I brought my face closer to her, which shocked her. “Please help him. Save Wesley. His life is in danger now, and someone wants

Lucia and I became close to each other, and she became my first friend. She was the first person I trusted and loved completely, more than myself. I won't deny that I'm slowly falling for her, but I just chose to keep it a secret to myself. As time passes, I get to know her more and more, and gradually something changes in me. I learned to laugh, smile and talk to anyone. Apart from that, I have also changed a lot. The former psycho that they all feared and avoided became a good guy because of an angel like her. It's also because of her that I learned to go to church every week, and my day is always colorful whenever I think of her. I didn't waste a day or a moment to be with her and hear her every story. Until I decided to confess my true feelings to her. It was December fifteenth and it was snowing. I sent a message to her that we both meet at our old meeting place because I have something important to tell her and I also have something to give her. I fully prepared for that day and

The heavy rain was pouring down as I stood near the window and looked outside. I closed my eyes and inhaled the cool breeze. This is what I like most. I love hearing every drop of rain as well as the cool breeze. When I opened my eyes, I noticed a woman standing outside the gate while she was drenched in the rain. I frowned, and I stared at her carefully, where I realized it was Lucia. So, I quickly ran down the stairs and came out with my black umbrella. I quickly went to where she was and opened the gate. I looked at her from head to toe and noticed that she was shivering from the cold, and it looked like she had been standing there for a while. She slowly looked up at my face and I noticed her puffy eyes as if she had been crying all day. “What are you doing here, Lucia, and why are you wet? Are you losing your mind? What if you get sick?” I said at the same time I put my umbrella on her, and I was the one who got wet in the heavy rain. She suddenly ran to me and hugged me tightly