My parents are no where to be seen.
Probably out somewhere unable to return for the time being.
Later that night,
I went out later than usual
With my younger brother home alone.
I just wanted to throw away my duties and responsibilities for just once.
Hangging out with friends.
All i can recall, it's a very weird place.
Looks like some kind of office building, but then again,
we went in there to have tea or something, i can't recall..
We came out talking about where next.
It was open space.
Soon i recieved a call from my brother.
He made the man across the street from our house mad.
And he is coming for me. He knows where I am and told me that our house will soon be his.
My brother was hiding inside the house.
Suddenly i heard gun shots.
I turned to where the sound was from.
Only to see the man across the street entering his vehicle along with some ladies in cocktail dresses.
I regconize this man. He's K.
After K is out of sight, i started to realize the havoc around me.
I look to where my friends was.
One of us got shot. She's... someone I couldn't recognize,
I recon that's a friend of my friend.
YY told us to stay put and ran to his car.
Some of our friends followed him.
He said he's gonna get help and best don't move her.
I kneel beside the girl, she's breathing heavily.
Another friend of mine I couldn't really remember, probably GX, probably PS.
He was holding on to her wound which was bleeding crazily right on her stomach.
I stood up thinking this can't go on, she will die.
All of a sudden my phone rang and YY was on the phone.
I heard screams and shouts then gun shots.
YY was trying to say something but i couldn't understand.
'They're here!' someone shouted.
Then i hear glass shattering, metal screeching. then silence.
I stare hard at my phone. I decided to make the wounded girl walk.
We are too exposed.
At first PS disagreed. But i insisted. No use sitting here waiting for help that won't come.
We are in a toilet. Trying to use a white towel to seep up her blood.
She's getting pale but still smiling.
The whole toilet floor is blood.
I'm in a weird place.
High place. High up from the ground.
The floor board is made of pieces of wood.
I could see through the creeks.
A lady was under me doing something i couldn't remember.
Searching for something. I'm like in the back stage of a performance or seomthing.
It's like someone's house.
I couldn't find what i was looking for and i realize someone was starring at me from behind.
A lady starring at me curiously.
She didn't say or ask anything. She had a gentle look on her face.
She gave me a makeover on my face and i start climbing down the 'stage' i was on.
I'm in a japanese restaurant.
Kneeling beside me is the wounded girl.
She is trembling and cold sweat was pouring down from her forehead.
I gave short stares at her to see how is she doing.
Many other people wearing the same uniform as us are kneeling too.
We are seated around a long table.
We are waiting. There are guys and also women.
We all are wearing yukata's.
A man walks in the room with shades on.
I peek at the person.
It was K. Shocked I quickly look away from him.
He was keeping dead quiet and stare at all of us.
One by one he tossed the people out of the room.
Me and the wounded girl is all that left in the room with him.
He slowly made his way in front my me.
Squat down.
Lifts my chin so I look at him.
I stare at him with hatred.
'Found you.' He says and smirks.
I tremble in fear and shouted at him. 'NO!'
I send a punch right to his face and his shades breaks.
He yelled and feel backwards.
I drag the wounded girl with me.
He chases after me I send another kick into the position between his legs.
'STAY DOWN!' I screamed at him.
outside the room, lights are slightly out,
some lights flicker using up the remaining energy it has.
Shelfs, tables, chairs all feel out of place,
All broken and books scattered everywhere.
The wounded girl kneels down unable to move any further.
A tear fell down my face as she nods and releases my hand.
K was screaming behind me.
I got up and ran.
Suddenly I heard a loud thud.
And I tripped after listening to the sound.
Trying not to believe what I heard was what i thought it was.
I turned around with tears in my eyes,
K dropped a television on the wounded girl, with an ugly smile on his face.
Thats when I realize the place was burning down.
It was raining outside, water are leaking through the broken roof.
Dirt was all over my yukata.
I tear off the yukata so I could run easier.
Left with shorts and a t-shirt, I ran.
I'm finally home.
The whole neighbourhood looks dead,
Even the street lights are dead.
I went in the house searching for my brother.
K shouts from outside saying he's coming, he's coming.
I held my brother's hand and went out.
Starring at him. Standing on our front yard where he is standing outside our gate.
He tries to climb in.
I hug my brother and he hugged back. Tears flowing down our face.
And I woke.
JW
