"are you alright?" I flinched at the sudden touch of something cold pressing down my cheeks and I turn to see Selina smiling at me.
In her hand was two glasses of cucumber lemon juice the one she like to do during sundays.
"Still angry about your job?" She sat down in front of me, sliding one glass towards me.
I raise my head and look at it, the condensation on the glass accumulating and slowly trailing down.
I clutched my head, "It's just so frustrating.. It's so wrong-" I grab the glass and chugged it down before slamming it back down to the table the remaining ice letting out a loud clink.
"A party? Really?! It's clearly a serial killer case but they buried it like a massacre" I grinded my teeth.
"Some of the women wasn't even identified yet and the case was just closed like that. What the fuck"
"Obviously its because they don't want people know of their incompetence" Selina placed her hand on my shoulder, massaging them, "Nothing is ever new under the sun"
I slapped her hand away, "This isn't one of those true crime stories you got. This is-"
I can't even end my words. Because just how do I make sense of all this? Fuck.. What do I even do? Even the chief had a frown on his face when he receive the call from the higher ups.
Forget about being atheist, I need to trust that there is a god, So I can cling to the hope that there is hell for this people.
Or else I'm gonna lose my marbles.
I grabbed into my hair, My breath growing heavy and rapid.
I can't breath.. It almost like in every inhale I take the more suffocating it feels.
Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck
"Hey" Selina hugged me from behind her hands wrapped around me almost like how a snake wrapped it's prey, "Breathe with me"
"Calm down. Your with me" Selina whispered to me, She said it kindly but I can't help but feel sick.
Perhaps I'm just being too sensitive.
It just so frustrating.
People are dead. Someone killed another person and that said murderer was wandering around right now.
No one would look for something they don't even know lost to begin with.
Have we as people already gave up in humanity
Or do we just considered ourselves somehow higher than others?
It doesn't matter as long as it didn't happen to me right Or to Anyone I love?
Why can't people understand? That they aren't special. None of us is special.
Turning a blind eye because it didn't affect them but one thing is for sure.
This is fucked up.
"Is it because of your father?" My vision shook at Selina's question. A sore spot that I have placed in the back of my mind had begun to ache once more.
"I don't want to talk about it" I muttered to Selina but as I turned my head away her hands cupped my face and ushered me to face her.
"Tell me"