I’d never felt so alive. I’d never had what I’ve wanted. Everything I did, felt so wrong. Even if I did what I loved, it felt like there is something missing. Everywhere I went, I felt like I don’t belong there. Then, I met him. My life changed 180°. It was more colorful, more bright, and full of happiness. The real happiness. Until it changed.
Everything felt so right and I finally had what I’ve wanted. Then, I realized, it meant I put other people’s life in danger. How could I live with that? I guessed I meant to live this way. At least, I’d felt the happiness I wished for. If sacrificing my life meant to safe their life, it would be a good way to die.
Without second thought, I ran over to place myself between them. I got there in the perfect time. I was still breathless because of running when I felt the sharp, cold metal cut through my left stomach skin. My body stiffened as the pain spreading all over my body and my feet felt floppy. I saw his worried expression and the stalker’s shocked look for a split second before he went away. I heard a lot of voices but I didn’t know what they were talking about. My vision blurred and my head was spinning. Then everything went dark.