Where The Sun Set

Prolouge

Mooku's POV

In all of my life, I didn't experienced freedom. Everyone that surrounds me always lie. Everyone that surrounds me always keep the truth from me. Everyone always betrays me. Even my own blood-line hurts me.

Why does my life has to be with this?
What did I do wrong?
Where did I mistaken?
Is it because I choose to be happy?

I walk to my closet and packed all the things I'll be needed when I'll move there.

Yes, I am going to my uncle's house because he'll be the one to take care of me. Im not so sure about him. I research him on the internet but it only results nothing.

By the way, Im Mooku Devina. 17 years old. Im not good at describing myself but before Im used to be jolly, funny, happy but then in one blink of an eye my world became upside down.

My long wave purple hair are no longer beautiful. My bright blue eyes are bow dull. My reddish-pink lips are now pale. My olive skin are now full of scratches.

Yes and I accept that I'm no longer beautiful. Why? Because here I am packaging my things from my living-hell-lovely home. The home for homeless.

Yes, I am homeless and no one take care of me. Why? That's the question I cant answer. Why does my mother left me here. Why does my father left me and my mom. Because in the first place, its not my liking that Im here in the stupid world. Its not my fault that I made because in every angle, its their fault. Then now they'll let me without explanations? What kind of parents are they?!

I wiped my cheeks when I felt that there's a tears that are rolling down my cheeks. I didn't even feel it.

I continue packing my things and now looking at my beloved room that are now clean and empty.

I'll miss this room (not the house and the owner though) because whenever they'll hurt me, I always lock myself here in the room from our drunk foster parents.

Our. Yes. Because im not alone here. I have a company here. Their names are Raven, David and Alex. They are all from 7-9 years old.

Even if I'm happy that I'll be gone from this hell-house, I'm still worried about them. Every time our foster parent hurt them/us they'll always come to me and I'll sing for them until they'll fell asleep.

Little did they know that I secretly go to their rooms and kiss them in their foreheads. These kids grow so much on me. They're like my younger brothers.

I walk to their room and wake up these sleepy-head kids.

"Kids?" I shake them for them to wake up but I get no answer. I shake them again but still no answer. I gave up and about to stand up from the bed but then I felt an arms that are surrounded on my neck, waist and shoulders.

"Dont leave us pleasee Mooku" they said with a puppy eyes. I just smiled sad at them.

"But I have no choice. Whether we like it or not I'll be send at my uncle's. Im sorry kids but you're favorite person Mooku will be gone. But I promise that when you grow up or in your birthdays I'll be there." I raise my right hand "Ofcourse I'll be there when you'll be a big boy and I know all of your crushes" I tease them and they all blush.

I chuckled and hug them and rocking them back and fourth and gently caressing their heads

"Im so sorry kids but I have to leave in 10" I said with a tears in my eyes looking at their also teary eyes.

"We will miss you Mooku. We promise we'll never forget you and you should keep your promises Mooku or else I'll be mad at you" Alex said with a cross arms.

"I promise" and kissed their heads and hug them for the last time. I will miss them very very much. I love these kids.

"Oh hey Raven,dont cry. Your ate (older sister in tagalog) will comeback. I promise" I assure them with a small smile. They just nod in response and leave the room but not before I gave them a last glance. My last day of happiness. I will very very miss them.

I walk back to my room and grab my things and bags and walk downstairs only to find out that my foster parents and my uncle are downstairs talking.

"I'll take care of my niece. I promise" my uncle Bryan said.

'Tch. When is the last time you take care of me?' I thought

I clear my throat to get their attentions

"Oh there she is. Mooku, your uncle is ready here and you're ready to leave" my foster mom.

"Cant I can come wit the boys too?" I said with a pleading eyes.

They shake their heads no. I sigh heavily in defeat.

I walk to my uncle's car and get inside followed by my uncle. We drive in a comfortabke sentence and later on he broke it.

"So how's the life in there?" He said and smirked knowing that I dont have a nice past there

"Its nice. But not anymore" I said and whisper the last part remembering the three cute fluffy-cheeks boys.

"What?" He said and look at me with a glare using the mirror in the front seat (AN: i dont know what name is it. Sorry hihi)

"Nothing" I mumble.

I didn't notice that I fell asleep until I felt the car stopped.

He didn'nt even bother waking me up. 'What kind of uncle is he?' I thought.

I walk out of the car and grab my things. I enter the house with... no surprise there. His house is full of dust. Trash here, bottle there, smoke everywhere.

'Ughh. Atleast im out from that hell-house' I thought. I stopled in my tracks when I remembered the 3 boys.

I miss them very much. Its just an hour ago since I left them and I missed them already.

I wiped the tears that fell from eyes and roll down my cheeks. I sigh heavily and shook my head trying to ignore the pain in my heart.

"Are you just gonna stand there all the time?" My uncle Bryan said while crossing his arms with a smirk

I just nod my head and enter the room. Once my things are all inside of the house, I walk upstairs and plooped down on my bed while closing my eyes trying to figure out what I am supposed to do since I didn't know anyone from here nor friends except my uncle.

Since its 6 in the evening, I grab my picked some nighty clothes and walk to the bathroom.

Im thankful that I have my own bathroom and in that way I dont have any one to compete there.

The bathroom is nice. It has a tiles that is color pink, well i guess this is the room where his daughter sleep. It has a shower and a bath tub and I noticed that theres no shampoos nor soaps yet. I guess its my responsibily though.

I exited the bathroom and grab my shampoos and soaps that I can use. I walk again through the cr and took a full bath.

Since Im done bathing, K slipped my nighty wardrobes and plooped down in my bed. I closed my eyes remembering all the things that happened earlier:

1. I left the hell-house and Im happy for that
2. I left the 3 boys there all alone themselves
3. I arrived at my uncle's lovely home *Note the sarcasm*
4. I have to deal with this messy room
And 5. I have to deal my uncle's attitude.

I just hope this part of my life with be good and all will back to normal