HELLO AGAIN~!

IT'S ME THE AUTHOR! IN THIS CHAPTER, YOU WILL KNOW WHY :)

WHY SEIGHART HATES LASS SO MUCH -_-

SO JUST KEEP ON READING :D

ANOTHER DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN GRAND CHASE OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS,

(BUT I WISH THAT THEY WERE REAL)

BUT I DO OWN THIS STORY :]

AND HERE GOES THE STOREYY


The day of the accident... (SEIG'S POV)

Age of 10...


"Father! Slow down the car!", I yelled at my father, but he wouldn't listen. "But son, we need to go fast so we could attend your sister's graduation", father said while glancing at me. "B..But!", then tears started streaming down my face. Since my father won't listen, I just pulled the seatbelt and buckled it, sat properly and crossed my fingers. "Son, why are you nervous?", my father asked. "F..Father!", I yelled. Father then looked straight and tried to stop the car, but it hit the silver-haired boy who was carrying a bag. "Fa..Father..", I whispered quietly, tears started to form at the corners of my eyes again. "Let's go son!", father yelled, unbuckling my seatbelt and dragging me with him. By the look on father's face, he was scared. Father is scared of going to jail. When we got off the car, I could a silver-haired guy lying down the street, still holding a bag in his left hand. He was covered in blood and he seemed to be dead. I kept on looking at the silver-haired guy 'til a purple-haired girl came. She was crying, "Lass!", and kept on crying. She was the same as me, cyring... "I'm really sorry", I whispered to myself. I wanted to help, but I couldn't.


Back at our house...

A week after the day of the accident.


"You smell like alcohol!", I heard mom yelling. And I knew that she was yelling at dad. I tried to peek under their bedroom door but I couldn't see anything, so I just listened to their conversation. I know it's wrong for a kid to listen or interfere with adult talk, but I wanna know why father is drunk. "I just wanted to drink!", dad yelled. "Do you have a woman!", mom yelled back. "I'm out of here! Talking about non sense...", dad. After that, I could hear cries and footsteps. Someone was walking towards the door. I ran off to my room and peeked through the door. I saw mom carrying luggage, weeping. "You're not going anywhere!", father yelled, pulling mom's luggage. Mother tried to break free from father's grip but instead, dad dragged her back to the room and after that, I started to hear yells and cries, slaps and begs. Tears started to form at the corner of my eyes again. I stood up, locked the door, and tried to wake up my two sisters. "Pl..Please wake up", I whispered. "What is it, Seig?", my sister asked, looking all groggy. "Mom and dad are fighting", I whispered again. "You know that you shouldn't butt in with adult talk right? Go to sleep Seig", my other sister yelled.

I couldn't do anything so I went back to sleep, praying, "Please, Lord! I hope nothing bad happened". I wiped off my tears and went to sleep. Trying to calm down.


The next day...


*Slurp* We couldn't eat anything else since mom didn't cook food. My prayers weren't heard. Mom is covered in wounds, from the lower limbs to the top. Mother's eyes were colored red. It was like mother cried the whole night. The atmosphere was gloomy, I think. "Where's father?", I asked mom. "You father... Left us", mom said, crying. My eyebrows started to twitch and I tried holding back my tears, I said, "L..Let's.. J.. Just.. Eat", I said. I was shivering then I suddenly dropped the spoon. I stood up and hugged my mom. My sisters stood up too.


A day after...

Our family was still in sorrow...


"Elizabeth! Elizabeth!", our neighbor yelled. "You husband is on TV`!", our neighbor yelled again. I went outside and peeked at their TV. Dad is on TV! The words and the broadcast... It brought me to my knees. My body started to shiver again. Tears streamed down my face again. Why did father kill hisself?


The report:

"Mr. Leo Aerknard, the 42 year old senior, who killed the heir to the Isolet Company, is now in a rampage. The 42 year old drove the family vehicle to his duaghter's school, with his son. The reason behind the tragedy seemed to be because Mr. Aerknard was talking to his son during the tri-"


The report was cut off, since father took thee microphone from the reporter and threw it the police. Father grabbed the gun that the police was holding and held it pointing to his head. When a police went closer, father shot himself...


Tears. Shock. And. Revenge.

I'm gonna live for my father's life. I'll kill you Lass Isolet.


VERY SORRY AGAIN IF I MADE SEIGHART A KILLER XD

BUT... IT WILL BE A BLAST BY THE TIME *SECRET*

SORRY IF THERE ARE ANY MISPELLINGS :(

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SEIGHART'S FLASHBACK IS DONE D: