B.L.O.O.D (BlackRose)
Aqila (At James's house, meeting with Mrs Taylor)
James invites Aqila to return home on Delvino Street, fifteen minutes from the Natural History Museum. Throughout the journey Aqila only daydreamed sadly, he did not expect the only person he considered family to be killed horribly in front of him. Nine years ago all his family were killed, and nine years later his guardian angel was also killed. One thing in common they are all equally killed by an unknown group, Aqila may not know the very face of a killer but her voice is very attached to Aqila's thought. The bell tattoo, again and again that's what he saw.
‘ father, mother, sister, Daddy. I'll avenge you, whoever they bell it. Fucking bell tattoo, I'll slaughter everyone who has that tattoo without exception. ‘ Aqila keeps thinking the best way to avenge, only in the eyes of people she is a lost teenager. But that did not dampen his spirit for revenge.
“ okay.., we arrive. “ James parked the car on the side of the road, he got out of the car and opened the car door for Aqila. “ Please enter dear, my mother is very happy when guests arrive. “
James opened the front door while telling Aqila to enter first, James's house had two floors tucked between the two buildings on the right and left sides. The place does not look like a house but a two-story apartment, when viewed from outside his house shows a typical European architectural style that reminds us of the House where Sherlock Holmes lived. It's just more modern, if we open the front door only looks empty room and stairs but if we go back to the door on the right it will look simple room, it will look simple, with a sofa and a television. And there was a connecting door that was the kitchen, where a middle-aged woman of about fifty years was struggling in Him.
“ Mother.., I'm home. “
“James you're home fast, mom cooks your favorite turkey.” The woman turned her head towards the girl standing behind James. “Oh it turns out we have a guest, god damn you're such a mess. Go to the bathroom, I'll get you some clothes. “
Aqila looked towards James looking at him doubtfully, James smiling amiably. He gave a warning to follow his mother's advice, Aqila was indeed very messy. Her clothes and hair were filled with bloodstains, her pale-looking face added to the concern of anyone who saw. Aqila was in between James to the front to the door on the left, Aqila also entered and began to clean up while enjoying the drops of water that flowed into his body.
“ Dear what happened to the girl. “ said James' mother while choosing clothes in the closet.
“ No mother just accident, actually I want to drive her to her house but she does not seem to be a British citizen, I could not bear to leave her in the office with a body full of injuries like that. “
“ Why don't you take her to the hospital first.?, what about the rest of her family?. “
“ He refused mom.., he was really stubborn. And the bad news is all his family is gone. “
“ what a poor girl. “
Ms. Taylor came out to deliver clothes to Aqila.
After taking a bath, they were invited to have dinner together, and they ate in a very quiet and awkward atmosphere until Ms. Taylor started talking.
“ I've heard everything from James, I'm sorry. You can stay here as long as you want, I'd be so happy if anyone would accompany me while James is busy at work. “
“ don't be formal once you can call me Jessy. “
“ Isn't that disrespectful.? “ spontaneous words from Aqila had made them confused. “ ummm.. I mean calling an older person by first name I don't think is good, my mom taught her. “
“ Oh..., your mother must be a good person. Well call me mommy 'cause from now on I'm gonna be your mom. “
“ I just don't want to disappoint you.., well mommy. “
“ mom.., finish eating I have night shift duty so I say goodbye. “
“ well dear, but take Aqila to the guest room above. “
James nodded his head in agreement, after dinner ended James escorted Aqila to the upper room. And then withdraw. Aqila lay facing the wall, unable to fall asleep at all. So great was the pressure that kept him awake, he cried endlessly he did not know what else to do. She was confused and scared, until finally Ms. Taylor knocked on the door bringing a cup of Cammomile tea to Aqila.
“ baby I know you haven't fallen asleep, it's a hard day for you to drink. “ Ms. Taylor put the drink on a small table beside the bed.
“ well I'll excuse you first. “
“ Wait, will you accompany me tonight?. “
“ Alright dear. “ Ms. Taylor sat down beside the bed. He rubbed Aqila's head, unconsciously his tears were dripping. She was crying, Ms. Taylor felt pity as she hugged Aqila tightly and rubbed her eyes together.
“ Drink, Cammomile tea will win you. “
After drinking the tea Aqila felt a little calm, she slowly closed in on Ms.'s lap. Taylor. For the time being Aqila was truly fragile, she was not even able to stand up to run like nine years ago.
