THE GANGSTAR KING'S
The Part 20 Pieces of the Past
the Gangstar King -
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"William and pieces of the past."
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The orange glow blends into the expanse of blue-grey sky, accompanying the return of the sun, which will then disappear replaced with darkness while waiting for the appearance of the goddess of night, the moon.
The wind blew, flying the black mane of a girl who was walking bogusly. His mind was not far from what happened a moment ago. When he felt drowned by the cold gaze and hurtful words.
Damn girl said?
Vania never asked herself to be in the world. Nor do we expect the compassion or understanding of others. Yeah, Vania knows she's a fucking girl. There are so many bad things that happen to loved ones. Perhaps fate hated him so much that the whole world pointed the spear at him.
His feet let him walk as he pleased. Passing through the park until it ends in an area known to be prone to rape, for a moment he felt afraid and anxious. But considering this area is the fastest route to reach his home. He was a little rushed because it was late afternoon and soon 'his mother' would be home.
Accompanied by a mouse and a square object given by Leon, Vania opens an iron fence and steps her legs to enter the area. The warning board he ignored, Vania had to quickly go home before the 'mother' was the one who arrived first.
Her jet netra was scouring the slum. Abandoned buildings, cigarette butts scattered everywhere, some small shops across the street. It's a really bad place - if there's still a lot of people living here.
"Leave the right turn, right?"
Vania almost squealed in shock as her waist was hugged by an arm. He turned his head and found a thug with a face wound was smirking evil. Meanwhile behind the thugs were a group of people with equally evil grin.
"Main with us, miss."
Vania's pupils dilated when the thug's hand rubbed her stomach. Her reflexes elbowed the thug and distanced herself. Pissed off the thug.
"Basic ******!"
The men behind the thugs charged forward, holding Vania's arms together and pressing her body to lie down. Aggressively they fumbled Vania's body and intended to remove the clothes she was wearing.
Vania squealed as her jeans were pulled down. Simultaneously, there was a groan of pain and the body of the thug in front of him collapsed. Featuring a tall man with a sky blue bead, not far from him was a pink suitcase. Ah, Vania forgot about the suitcase when entering this area, surely the man had accidentally seen it. Ah, wait. That man's face is a little familiar. Has Vania seen him, huh?
"William?!" Finally Vania remembered.
"Oh! You're the girl who helped me when I was lost, right? Well, it's nice to see you again" William pulled a sweet smile. "Ah... Can you close your eyes, miss? It won't be long."
Vania nodded and closed her eyes. Then there was a groan of pain accompanied by the sound of objects slamming and... something cracked? I don't know, Vania doesn't really understand, but now she feels that those disgusting hands have stopped roaring her body.
Then everything became quiet and suddenly Vania felt something was attached to her shoulder, followed by her jeans seemed to be pulled up again.
"Now open your eyes."
The first thing Vania saw was William's sweet smile and the second was the terrifying sight behind the young man.
Ugh, so that crack sound was the sound of a broken bone?
"Sorry to surprise you, I'd rather take non-errr...."
"Vania."
"Ahh, let me drive Miss Vania home."
Vania took a short look with her eyes focused on the scene before her. He was amazed by the Englishman. How could he possibly expose them in less than 5 minutes? Vania didn't know William's way of beating up that man hmm.
William chuckled softly as he extended his white hand to the girl, "Come," she said softly, inviting a tinge of red on Vania's cheek.
Ugh, he's really weak with gentle men.
With little energy left, Vania received the young man's helping hand. He tried to get up even though his feet were weak. He was still shocked by what happened a few minutes ago. She was almost raped if William didn't come to help.
Gently the young man cleaned the soil that was in the clothes of Vania and cleaned the dust that was stuck on the face of the girl with a white handkerchief with a picture of a strange creature. Half human, half horse.
"Isn't that Centaur?"
"Ah, yes. It's Centaur."
Vania was only speechless seeing how William looked at the handkerchief with a difficult to interpret gaze. Then without realizing it all seemed to flow like water. Walking under the dawn while throwing some small talk interspersed with jokes is enough to make Vania feel familiar with William. In his mind there were so many questions about why he could feel comfortable and safe with William? I don't know.. Maybe Vania just needs to enjoy it, right?
"Well, it'll be winter soon"
"-what... miss likes snow?"
Suddenly Vania felt something invisible hit her head, instantly her brain was flooded with irregular memory pieces. Set each other and bond with each other like puzzle pieces that find their place.
"Vania! Lookie! The first snow is down!"
The figure of a small child staring at the excitement of the snow attack outside the window, grabbed by the tiny hand of the girl with black eyes beside him.
"Let's go out and play snow!"
Blizzztt
The background of a place that was originally a spacious room was replaced by a stretch of snow. Exactly 5 meters from the front of Vania there are two figures of different gender children sitting. One of them holds his temple which is filled with thick red liquid.
"Hiks... sorry, because of me you're bleeding...hiks.... does it hurt?"
"Ah.. no really! It's not a big deal! I'm it's okay. Let's go!"
The boy's wide grin became a cover for that brief memory before Vania's vision was completely dark.
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Tbc
