(Kaylee's other alter pov)
I don't know how long I've been hiding in this place. I don't know when my body will succumb to my despair. I don't know why I still haven't died even though I have cut off the intake of nutrients that entered my body.
I refused to eat or drink and pulled the IV needle out of my hand. All I did was sleep, waking up only to bang my head against the wall before the doctor finally knocked out with his magic syringe. Nevertheless, the grim reaper never picks up, leaving in this endless dark place.
Why? Why are they still keeping ? Don't they want anymore?
'Because of you, I lost my daughter. Give my daughter back to !!'
But I am your daughter too. Is my existence not as important as your other daughter's?
I just did what my mother asked and intended to leave this world, but… why didn't anyone let die?
Every ti I banged my head against the wall, they imdiately sent a doctor to treat my bruise.
Who? Who can give death instantly? I want to die quickly till no one could save .
That guy… yes, that person can give an instant death.
The next day, I behaved as best I could in front of everyone. I still refuse to eat, but at least I'm not banging my head against the wall anymore.
I did it to catch them off guard and reduce their guard in front of my room. As expected, when they thought I was sleeping, there was hardly anyone guarding my room.
I decided to go out and look for that guy, but I didn't expect that person to co to see even before leaving this room.
That person had dark red hair that looked like dried blood on white skin. His eyes were unique with golden yellow eyes and seed to glow in the dark.
The horrific snake tattoo image is clearly visible from the notch of his neck to below his ear.
Before this, I had never been afraid of this person and hoped that this guy could give the easy death I wanted. But when I saw his eyes filled with hatred, my guts shrunk, and I felt scared.
"You killed her!" hissed that tattooed man. "How are you still alive when she's dead? Shouldn't you two go together?"
This is my chance. "That's right. I killed her. I hate her, rember? I wished she was gone! You should be mine! Ugh!!" I suddenly couldn't breathe when his big hands grabbed my neck, blocking all the way for oxygen to get in.
Is this it? Finally… will I die? No. There's sothing holding him back. Why? Why did he feel reluctant to kill ?
Just as I felt I had lost consciousness, my lungs resud functioning and inhaled as much oxygen as I could as if my body wasn't ready to die yet. I saw so people entered the room and arrested a friend… an ex-friend who was about to kill .
"I will kill you, Kaylee. Soday I will avenge her death!"
Surprisingly, I felt unafraid of the threat. I thought I deserved to die because I caused my sister's death.
The following day, I woke up again in the sa bed and the sa characteristic hospital sll. It only ans… I'm still not dead.
I'm trying to get up when I felt sothing under my palm.
I saw a diary… not another diary, but it was my sister's.
I opened it and read it from the first page to the end. This is the first ti I have read my sister's diary because she has never let read it.
For the first ti, I understand how she felt every ti she saw . Now I know what her life was like in school days where she had to rely on Wendy and to survive.
All this ti, I thought she was a strong girl and didn't care what other people said about her. She may look weak, but she can be a lioness if she wants to.
As for … they all said I was a strong girl. I was unrestrained and hard to ta. But the truth is… it was only a façade.
I was too afraid to inherit my father's legacy. I was too scared facing people who loved blood spurted here and there as if human life was utterly worthless.
That's why I rebelled. Just because I was the firstborn child, why should I replace my father?
As for my sister… I know she is far more capable than . I know in her soft, gentle facade, hidden a sleeping dragon.
They believed I was the though one while I had a fragile heart. On the contrary, they believed my sister was a weakling, while in truth, she was the most frightening person I've ever t.
That's what I thought all along, but after reading my sister's diary… I felt… I was an evil person.
'I feel jealous of my sister, but I couldn't bring myself to hate her. I adored her so much that I didn't even realize she was my role model. I want to be like her, where everyone looks at her with worship and adore. People adored but not the sa way they worshipped my sister. She was my dream, yet it isn't easy to achieve my dream. But at least, I wish soone could grant my wish.
My wish is to be an M University student and be a professional pianist. I wished my na would be known to the world and that person would only look at .'
I felt my eyes sting, and my vision was blurry as tears pooled in my eyes. Without realizing it, tears dripped down my late sister's diary.
Since then… I decided to make all my sister's dreams co true.
I will live as my sister and do everything she wants to do.
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