Strings of Fate

1st String: Getaway

I changed clothes and went over to my drawer. I opened it and got myself a pair of hair clips. I wore it and looked at my reflection in the mirror.

I smiled sadly. Yup. They were right. I really do look like my mom. Especially with these hair clips.

I brushed the thought aside. I have no time to cry right now. I still have to go to that king.

I went outside and headed to the Execution Hall.

As I came near him, I can feel my blood boiling. His eyes were cold, with his double fang tattoo on his cheeks as symbol of being king of the Lithieum clan. I lowered my head, trying my very best not to shout at him.

"You called, king Hebreus?" No. I don't want to call him dad. Yuck. A murderer, my dad? Can I please faint? Ewww! And besides, he never considered me as his daughter, anyway. So why should I? It'd be pointless.

"Pack your bags and get out of here. You're free to go." He said nonchalantly.

I blinked. Wait, what? Did I hear him right?

I looked at him. "I beg your pardon?"

"Get out of here. You have always wanted to, right? So get the hell out."

I know I wished to get out of this bloody world of bloodshed... But still, after all he's done to me, he still has the nerve to say that? If that's the case, then I'll go. This is what I've wanted for nine years, and now I got the go sign to get away from here. To escape. I should be happy.

But the thing is..

...I'm not.

"Oh yeah? Of course, I would want to get out of here. Everyone here is a monster, a stinking monster! Including you! You really are one hell of a dad, aren't you? You're a killer, and a monster rolled into one!" I shouted. And after my words sunk in, I froze. That came out solo wrong. Why.... Why was my voice strained? Why was I enraged?

"Take any car. Although it would be better if you take your mom's car, the owner is dead, anyway. I've also enrolled you to a school. The Mountainville University. School starts tomorrow. Be sure to go to school everyday. The tuition fee is very expensive. Don't make me waste my money," he said, unfazed. Didn't he hear what I said earlier?

Dang it! How the hell could I hold it in if my father behaves in such an irritating way?! He acts so mature, and it's pissing me off!!

My hands balled into fists. "You know what? I hate you! I wish you were the one who died! Not mom!" I exclaimed, feeling like my blood rose up my head.

Oh no... What did I just say? I looked at the King. His expression didn't change. He was still staring at me. I bit my lip and turned around.

"Just so you know, you Highness, I don't regret the words that came out of my mouth. I look forward to not seeing you again. Goodbye."

I ran into my room and closed the door behind me. I headed straight to my bed and crouched. I picked my bag up and continued packing my things. The tears that were threatening to come out streamed down my cheeks. It would be better if I leave now. Maybe, after I'm gone, things here would be livelier. I'm the only strain to their so-called heaven since everybody's so caught up in protecting me from the mages. I smiled at the thought. There hasn't been any mage who tried to attack me since my birthday last year. Maybe that's why they're letting me roam freely now. Outside the 'mansion premises', I mean.