BROKEN BEYOND REPAIR

PROLOGUE

Two bodies, two souls, same day, same time but different scenarios and different turmoils.

One who is running from her fear and the other who is getting rid of his another one-night stand, whose name he doesn't bother to learn.

One who is screaming and crying in a desolate alley and the other who is groaning, result of too many tequila shots.

"Why me, God? Why me? What am I stuck in this horrible place?" she is crying in both physical and emotional pain. Her surrounding is taunting her, which is peaceful and silent whereas her inside is creating havoc in her brain.

Same time in another part of the country, the other is quite busy kicking a naked girl out.

"Um, Senorita?" he calls her unsure of her reaction.

"It's Cendriae" the naked girl beside him whines, too sleepy to take offense.

"Okay. Sandra, you may leave" he languidly puts on his sweatpants and adds over his shoulder "Preferably, before I get out of the bathroom," still rubbing his temple.

"Not Sandra, it's Cendriae and I'll order breakfast for us" she offers hopefully.

"Santro, just leave before I kick your one-night ass out of my house" he drags his lazy body to the bathroom but stops to listen to her voice, too shrill and high for his hangover.

"You are an asshole, Kevin. I thought you liked me" Now she is conscious enough to take offense and offense she took.

"Jeez, woman. My head is still pounding. And yeah, I liked you all right but only for few hours", he murmurs the last four words. Smart on his part, seeing the girl is ready to go on a battle now and there.

"Fuck you! Kevin" she snarls, throwing off her cover and vexedly putting on her dress from last night.

"Thanks for the offer but I am not finding in myself to get excited about the recap. So I suggest, you leave and save your dignity" saying this he slams the door shut.

In the alley, the girl is still crying and cursing her fate when her brother calls her.

She takes a deep breath before answering his call and tries her best to sound cheerful and not her morbid self.

"Alexia" her brother greets her from another side of the call.

"Yes, Xander" her voice is firm, not giving any attestation of her current miserable state.

"When are you going back to college?" her brother, Xander King, always the cut to Hecuba kind, asks her without any preamble.

"Next week or so"

"Okay, I'll inform your college authority"

"That would be of great help"

"Alexia" pause "I am proud of you"

She bites her knuckle, sobbing silently, and manages to mumble a small ''Thankyou''

"Where are you now?"

"In a cafe. How are mom and dad?"

"They are good and we all miss you"

"Miss you all. I hope to see everyone soon"

"Call me after you get back to your place. Gotta go"

"Bye, busy man"

 After disconnecting the call, she snickers humorlessly. Years have past and she is still stuck in her past. Aloof and scared.

"Kings Valley" she sighs heavily.

Whereas Kevin is called by his father in his office. 

"Good morning, Son"

"Good morning, Dad" he groans still nursing his hangover headache.

His dad, Benjamin Emerson,  shakes his head disappointed in his behavior.

"Get your shits in place because I got news for you".  When Kevin doesn't entertain him, he continues "Here is your transfer letter"

Kevin remains silent.

 "You are moving to Seattle. Kings Valley accepted your transfer"

It took him a moment of wide eyes, consequent blinking and closing and opening of his mouth to finally understanding what is going on.

Kevin is an affectionate guy, so he hugs his father muttering thankyou. 

Albeit only for last semester, he is getting transferred to his dream college.

''Get ready Kings Valley'' he mumbles to himself.