I DROPPED the card when I heard a noise coming from outside. I slowly stood up and was about to take a step towards the door when it suddenly sprang at me. I fell to the floor and was stabbed by a piece of wood from the destroyed door.
Pilit kong inaabot ang kapirasong papel ngunit pinulot iyon ng lalaking nakaitim na maskara. "S-sino ka?" I stuttered to ask him. The man slowly walked towards me.
Sinubukan kong gumapang palayo sa lalaking nakakatakot ang mga tingin. Ang mga mata niya... tila puno ng lungkot at galit. I gulped in fear and my knees were trembling in pain... but my heart was suffering even more in pain as it was slowly breaking down and continuing to be crushed into pieces.
My wound on the left side of my abdomen was bleeding. I tried to stand up and fight the armed men but they were too strong and numerous. With the amount of blood, I suddenly lost consciousness.
I woke up in an unfamiliar place, a dungeon- dark and smelly. I am still weak and scared this time... I feel like I'm in hell and waiting for a painful death.
Pero nalilito na nga ako kung ano ba ang mas masakit at nakakatakot- ang mamatay o ang mabuhay.
I've been locked up in this hellish cell for a few days... No food or water. I feel like I'm being punished for the above. It will become easier if I just end my life, but I'm not ready to die yet- not now. With each hour and second that passed, I became weaker and weaker. It seemed that it was intentional to torture me little by little until I died.
"Matibay ka... Buhay ka pa din pala hanggang ngayon."
I looked at the cell gate... I tried to get up to approach him even though I was struggling so hard. I almost ran out of air from suffocation. "Let me out!" I said in a whisper. I slammed the iron gate and forced it to open. "Why did you treat my wound if you are going to do it like that? Y-ou should have just killed me."
He smiled at me as if he was glad to see me struggling. "That's exactly what I'm going to do, but it's more painful and satisfying if you die little by little."
I couldn't help but scream and kick the iron gate in intensifying rage "H-halimaw ka!."
He gripped my neck so tightly that I could barely breathe. "Dapat pinili mo na lang mamatay kasama ng mga magulang mo" he said emphatically.
"I-kaw-Ikaw ang pumatay sa magulang ko?!" nahihirapan kong sambit dahil sa higpit ng paghawak niya sa leeg ko.
"Sana nga ako na lang. I would be happy to end your parent's lives... But even so, I'm glad they're gone... but I would be happier if you also disappeared in this world" he uttered.
I tried to remove his hand from my jaw but he is too strong. I almost ran out of breath at the tightness of his grip on me. I choked and almost collapsed "P-pakiusap b-itawan mo ako... K-ailangan ko pang m-abuhay" with each plea he tightens his grip on me.
"You shouldn't be here, you should have chosen to die with your parents. But you chose this, so you suffer", he laughed slightly and stared at me more sharply.
Parang inaapakan ang puso ko at unti unting nadudurog dahil sa mga salitang binibigkas niya. I seem to be to blame for everything "what have I done wrong to you? I don't even know you."
"Ikaw wala pero ang tatay mo- malaki ang kasalanan niya sa akin."
I saw his eyes full of anger. "Hindi siya naawa sa anak ko noong nagmakaawa din siya tulad ng ginagawa mo ngayon. Ang anak ko... wala siyang naging kasalanan. Pero pinatay ng tatay mo ang anak ko ng walang kalaban laban kaya papatayin din kita... Damhin mo ang paghihirap na naramdaman ng anak ko!. Pay for the sins of what your parents did!" he screams at me.
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Agercia Series 1: Her Finest Betrayal
ActionWARNING! • R-18 ⚠️ | SPG | Mature Content | I am Agatha Herrera, the lost heiress to the throne... And this is my finest revenge.