Fear.
Ever since that night, fear is all i felt. Anxiety took over me and i became a mess. I had no idea how i would grant my promise that i'll destroy all those who killed my parents.
I know nothing.
I didn't know what my life's meaning is.
I didn't know what my mom meant.
Am i really stronger than i think?
If so, then why am i losing faith in myself? Why do i just want the ground to swallow me and join my parents in the after life?
What am i supposed to do next?
I kept thinking negative thoughts as i walked through a dark alley. I don't know where i am. I don't know what i'm supposed to do. I'm a mess.
It has been 2 months since that night and i kept having nightmares about it.
Out of all the thoughts that were running through my mind, only one stood out most.
My mom's last words.
"you're stronger than you think."
I badly want to prove my mom right but i can't. I don't know how.
Tears started forming from my eyes as i thought about the horrifying events that happened two months ago.
I kept my head down as i reached my safe place.
Or so, that's what i call it. It's the only place i feel safe and secure ever since.
It's a small tindahan but has enough room and still has electricity and running water, thank god. It also has a small bathroom. It doesn't have a bedroom but i only sleep on the sheets placed on the floor.
I didn't care if it's dirty. It's all i got.
I turned on the almost blood coated television. I didn't know what happened here but i'm pretty sure this house got attacked by aswang too.
I watched the news channel. It was the same old shit. Aswang attacks there, aswang attacks here. That's all the news has to offer these days.
Although this time, they mention the word "lakan".
It's that word again. I thought.
Have i been never paying attention or have they never ever said that word before?
I thought about my mom's words again.
The lakan is the only one to trust.
Those as her words as far as i can remember.
I need to find her. She seems famous so i don't think it would be that hard to be in contact with her.
But first i need to get out of these clothes. I've been wearing these for two weeks. Ew.
Thankfully, there are still some clothes left here that fits me. I just hope the owner's ghost doesn't hunt me.
I took a shower and changed clothes. Now, i feel refreshed, i smell good, and i look more handsome. Although i'm only wearing some gray sweat pants and a black t-shirt.
I slowly open the door, making sure there aren't any creatures out there lurkong around waiting for prey.
Once i'm sure there isn't anything that's gonna feast on me, i go out of the house.
It's time to live up to my promise.
This is a disaster.
I've been asking around for four hours and no one seems to know where this lakan is.
And here i am thinking she was famous. Who thought it would be this hard to find this bitch?
I sat down on the stairs of the MRT, starting to lose hope.
"God." i groan as i roll my eyes. "what the fuck am i supposed to do? I've been wandering around this fucking city for four hours!"
I hit my head in frustration multiple times until a voice suddenly spoke.
"anong ginagawa mo dito? May tama ba ang utak mo?" a voice of someone suddenly spoke as i was hitting my head.
I look up to her, only to see a girl with short hair that has her bangs styled in between her eyes. Standing with two of her body guards. Or so i assumed. One of the body guards had slicked back long hair while the other one has also a slicked back hair but not long. They both looked identical so i just assumed that they're twins. But who knows what they could be. Thsi world is full of crazy and I believable things. I wouldn't be that surprised if they weren't related at all.
"u-um.." i started as i stood up and bowed apologetically to her. "i was looking for lakan. Do you know who that is?"
"she's right in front of you." she said as she looked at me without any expression at all. She kept her straight tone as she spoke.
"oh." is all i could say.
What the fuck am i supposed to say? Why didn't i think this through? Oh god, i'm such a dumbass.
Do i just say my parents' name or something? What the fuck do i do?
She was about to leave until i actually opened my mouth to say something.
"wait!" i yelled to her, making her stop and her body guards. "my mom said i should come to you. She was killed by aswang. They attacked us in our home and killed both of my parents. They didn't attack me for some reason-"
I didn't get to continue my sentence as she shushed me.
"what is your last name?" she asked seriously. But to me, she always seemed serious.
"(L/n)" i replied.
Her eyes almost popped out due to how hard she was shocked.
What's so shocking about my last name? Is it so ugly that she had to react like that?
Or was it so important that it made her react like that? What is the right answer?
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There's the first chapter! Hope you liked it. I know this might not be the best story ever but i want you to know that i'm trying and this is my first book.
Sorry for any mistakes and i hope you guys are enjoying this shitty story. Please share your opinions and don't be shy to be honest!
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