This Love Killed Me (Dark Love)
The Past of Jordan

Freya sat alone on the balcony of her room, staring at the flashing stars above.

His mind glared far away, reminiscing about the past. As she becomes an innocent little girl, who plays and laughs happily with her parents.

Slowly the memory shifted, revealing the figure of a crying little girl roaring, because she lost her mother figure. Freya still remembered clearly, how sad she was at that time, the loss of her mother left the deepest wound in her heart, a wound that even today still exists.

Then Freya remembered her happiness with her mother, she laughed happily again, had a mother, and two brothers.

But the happiness was only temporary, he again swallowed the wound, when his father was gone.

When Freya was at the bottom, Jordan was present to extend his hand. Although sometimes his attitude is a little cruel, but the attention and care of Jordan can melt his heart. Jordan is the first man, who can make Freya fall in love.

But not long ago that sense grew, reality had dashed his hopes. Jordan he could never have.

Is this the destiny of his life?

Enjoying happiness for only a moment.

Freya looked at her arm that was still wrapped in bandages. There were many lives, dead in his hands. He never imagined such a life. The shadows about him in the past again flashed in his memory.

She is a fine woman, who works in her father's office.

Her tears began to fall, why did fate bring her in this position, if only her father was still there, she could not be here. He will live his days as usual.

"Freya," call Jordan.

Freya looked surprised, Jordan was already next to her. Since when was he there?

"Jordan, when did you come?" ask Freya.

"Just now, why are you crying?" jordan asked, wiping off Freya's tears.

Freya was stunned, her heart pounding again.

"How can I erase my feelings, if you are always by my side, always considerate, and care for me" Freya murmured inwardly.

"I'm fine, just remember Mama and Papa." Freya answered while trying to smile.

"They were happy there. You can't cry it" Jordan said.

"I know, it's just that I feel destiny is a little cruel to me." Freya muttered softly, and while looking down.

"Don't be weak, just because destiny doesn't go your way. Fight, and get up, you'll be a great person one day" Jordan said, patting Freya on the shoulder.

"Yes, I'm trying." Freya answered with a smile.

"You know, it's not always what we think is bad, it's really bad. There must be good in every incident. You understand what I mean?" jordan asked, looking at Freya.

"I understand." Freya replied while nodding.

"Don't be sad anymore, this is the last time I see your tears" Jordan said, embracing Freya.

Freya carved a smile on her lips.

Even if there is no love in their relationship. The important thing is Jordan was always nearby. Although she can't have her love for Jordan, at least no other woman has it.

"You've had Jordan's bleak times?" freya asked as Jordan had already let go of her embrace.

Jordan smiled bitterly, "not only gloomy, but very dark Freya." Answer Jordan.

Freya returned Jordan's gaze, she knew there was sadness buried deep in Jordan's heart.

"Until one day, there was a group of people who destroyed the parlour. The home moms there, and my little friends, are all lying without lives. You can imagine how broken I was Freya. If only I could have chosen, that night I would not have gone to buy food, so that I could die with them, rather than live alone." Connect Jordan.

"You're experiencing all that Jordan?" ask Freya slowly. He didn't expect Jordan's past to be that dark.

"Yes." Yeah." Answer Jordan.

"After that I lived on the streets, fighting hard just for a bite of food. I hate myself, why I live, and my friends don't. After two years of living alone on the streets, someone picked me up, made me his adopted son." Connect Jordan.

"Where is he now?" freya asked while looking at Jordan.

"You want to know the next story, Freya?" jordan answered, asking.

Freya nodded in response to Jordan's question.

"I was taken to his house, it turned out that he was a wealthy man who had many women. There are also a lot of kids my age. I think he's a kind-hearted guy, who helps street kids like me. But apparently not, he took us, because he had other intentions." Said Jordan. And he paused his sentence.

"It turns out he's a mafia. He taught us how to shoot, and also use other weapons. People won't be suspicious of children, that's why he uses us, to trick his enemies." Connect Jordan.

He sees Freya still staring at him, and Jordan continues his life story.

"Although I don't want it, but I don't have a choice. I don't want to have to obey him.

Until one day I knew a bitter fact. It turned out that he was the one who had already destroyed the parlor I was living in. I was so angry to find out this fact, I was determined to avenge my friends, they were innocent, and their lives were taken for granted." Connect Jordan.

"Why did he do that?" ask Freya.

"Because the mother of the parlour refused, when she intended to adopt us all. Home mom knows, if she's a mobster, home mom intends to protect us." Answer Jordan.

"Then what do you do after you know all that?" ask Freya slowly.

"Only with determination did I try to kill him, and I almost died in his hands. Fortunately, Andrew helped me. And he finally died in our hands. It was the bloodiest night. We the children revolted, killing them in the way they taught." Jordan replied, looking straight ahead.

"Then what did it end up like?" Freya asked again.

"They all died, but many of us also died. There are only three children left, me, Andrew, and Alex. That night was the beginning of our journey." Answer Jordan.

Freya stared fixedly at Jordan, how could a child of that age, experience such a terrible thing. His past is nothing compared to Jordan's. But why is that all he told me, how about Lyana? Why didn't Jordan tell me.

"Your past is bitter Jordan." Freya Mumbled.

"Yes." Yeah." Answer Jordan briefly.

"How about your love story? May I know?" ask Freya carefully.

Jordan looked at Freya with a smile, "quite knowing about Freya's life story, but not my love story." Answer Jordan.

"You don't want to share it with me, does that mean you still love Jordan so much." Inner Freya while smiling bitterly.

"It's night, go to sleep, I'll sleep too" Jordan said as he left.

Freya stared at Jordan's departure.

"Is that hope really non-existent, Jordan?" muttered Freya slowly.

Seriate........