PROLOGUE
I watched the pitch black sky surrounded by colourful fireworks and stars, sitting here inside my empty house. I was alone, no one to talk to or to be with. I couldn't sleep since today was new year's eve and a lot of people outside are celebrating and whatnot, noisy fireworks, whistles and etc., there's no way I way I could go back to sleep now. The clock says 12:57 am, three minutes more and it's one o' clock. I was wearing my almost white, blue sleeveless dress and a dark coloured cardigan to match and to beat the cold. As I watched outside over at my window, the phone rang. I picked it up.
"Uh-hello?"
"Mai, we need to talk." a cold voice said shivered at the back of my spine.
"Why? Wait—how did—?"
"No time to explain. We need to talk. Now. So please, this is not the time to act stupid. Meet me at Central park near the big fountain, 1:20 sharp."
"Did you just called me stupid? Tch, that's rude. Wait, it's you—" he cuts me off again.
"Yes, stupid. It's best if you come alone. I don't want anyone to know about this. Hurry."
"Why should I—" again, with the cutting-me-off-before-I-even-can-finish-talking thing. Man, that's annoying. But what does he want anyway? Why me? Clearly, I'm confused of going or not. Questions keep popping in to my head right now, now that's just lovely. Thanks a lot, stupid. I can't answer all of this questions all by myself, I need to talk to him. But should I go? One thing's for sure there's something messing with my head and I had a feeling that this could be included to the subject of our conversation with him today. Something's going to happen. Something that I can't figure it out yet and somehow, it's been already been involved with me, a part of me, I just can't let it out of the tip of my tongue. I just feel it but not sure of it.
A memory of my past.
"Exposed." As I repeated it in a whisper together with a sigh.
That's all i can write for now. The 1st chapter will be on this weekend or next week. Sorry if you don't like it.