Psychopaths
#48 - Regrets that come last
The white house where Ahzarel lived, more precisely the relics of the Father. Many of the memories in the house include memories with his mother.
"Mrs ...." Look at family photos in the picture frame with mixed feelings.
DOR
A shocking shot from the house. They ran for cover. Including Lina and Ahzarel, they hide in the attic and are ready to plunge if the door is breached.
"Sst." Ahzarel placed his index finger in front of his lips. He asked Lina and Ran to be quiet. While Leo was standing guard at the door, he would shoot if someone went inside.
"Rel, mending we hand over ourselves. I'm tired!" Said Ran with a soft look. He ruffled his hair.
Ahzarel was also confused, he was also tired this time. "We just run out, you ready to jump?"
"You're suicidal or-"
DOR
Turns out the door was broken. I want them to jump. It hurts to hit that hard ground.
And Leo?
The three of them ran to the street. As fast as possible until the mysterious person's nose is not visible.
"Rel, I'm tired of swearing. Where are we going?"
"Where, come on."
They headed for an empty house that was completely uninhabited. An atmosphere of horror enveloped the place.
Cold temperatures are so supportive. Ahzarel took an erratic walk inside the house. He remembered when he was in the room.
BRACKET!
The door opened suddenly. All the bullets were fired in the original until they hit 3 and fell. However, Ahzarel could still see clearly. Lina's body being dragged roughly made her angry.
DOR
Ahzarel closed his eyes tightly, the one who was shot was Ran. He protected Ahzarel no matter what.
A slap landed smoothly on Ran's left cheek. "Rel, you should be safe huh. I beg you," said Ran while sobbing.
DOR'S!
Blood came out of Ran's head and hit Ahzarel's hand. The man no longer had any hope. He gave up and allowed himself to be carried away by that group of people.
"Good, gini dong give up!" Said one of the men there.
Ahzarel's skin was exfoliated bit by bit, but the pain was not as painful as losing the person he loved.
Hope is dashed, Ahzarel can only hope one of his family picks him up. Meet and regroup together.
"Impossible." One word in his mind made him even more hopeless. He stared at the dark ceiling while hallucinating.
He did not realize that his soul was separated from his body. He was alone there until the people left him, carrying the destroyed body of Ahzare.
No one accompanied him. Alone on the regrets that Ahzarel felt. She wanted to cry, but tears didn't come out either.
He looked around, the room completely empty. Ahzarel closed his eyes and opened them a few minutes later.
"Rel! What's in there?" Someone from a distance. Ahzarel turned his head, it was Lina. With her cheerful face she waved her hand. While carrying a bunch of flowers that are so beautiful in his hands.
Ahzarel did not catch up, he was afraid it was just his crazy imagination. But ....
No!
Ahzarel's forehead was snatched by Ran quite hard. "Master or tell it?"
"Yes, yes! Onion!"
Ahzarel, however, realized. He could not get close to them. The place he was at was behind from that beautiful place. Lonely and tormented over regret.
"Sorry I can't join."
- End-of-the-peak
(Author cries this typing (😂 cringe))
