Make Up, Murders, And Macchiato

28 | s w o r d s

28| s w o r d s

SEELIE exhausted everything she has. She have squandered her effort and her time trying to find her father. 

She's in the police station and they told her that they can't still find a lead to her father's abduction. The only thing they have is the picture of the ice cream truck that was used to kidnap her Dad.

Binagsak ni Seelie ang mamahalin nitong leather handbag sa harapan ng pulis na nasa information desk. 

"How are you even called as a fucking police when you can't do your fucking job!!" Seelie shouted to the officer she was talking to in the information desk. 

"Ma'am we are doing everything we ca.." sagot ng pulis.

With a boiling anger she immediatelly snapped. "Doing everything you can?" she sarcastically asked. "You even haven't done something!" she added.

Seelie is so tired of their incompetence. She have already provided all the details of her father's wherabouts, recently contacted person, and possible politcal rival to help them solve the case and yet they were still sitting on their chair doing nothing.

Incompetence doesn't work on Seelie.

Every second counts and its her father's life who is at stake. Without them or anyone working on that case she might found her Dad's lifeless body dumped in an empty lot or worse they might discover his skeletal remains beneath the ground. A

"Remember this all of you! You will lose your fucking jobs the moment I found my father!" Seelie threatened.

She took a deep breath.

"And you Henry," she said calmly slowly turning her head to where SPO1 Henry Ilacad is standing.

The police looks like he's in the mid 40's , a typical man with a semi-bald hair and huge beer belly.

"I know every dirty transactions you had! You will never reach that position without the help of my father and look at you it seems that you don't actually care about my father's disappearance you ungrateful swine!" wika ni Seelie inangat niya ang bag mula sa desk at marahang naglakad palabas ng police station.

She never storms out every after an argument or a fight rather she always leave something memorable.

And with every step she take she leaves a trail of abhorrence.

Slowly a growing spark of anger and hatred spread inside her. She lived for a long time with such immense deep-seated aversion to everything or to everyone.

It started when her Mom left her and the only person who stood by her side is her father.

Her Mom should've been there when she first won the pageant during her primary days, her Mom should've been the one who proudly put on her medal when she graduated with honors. Those where the things she wished her Mom was there but she didn't.

In spite of the fact that she's longing for a presence of a mother she didn't let that feeling succumb her and ignore the efforts of her father to fulfill her mother's unattended responsibility.

She was walking the empty pave way leading to the parking lot. It was dark, empty, and cold. The towering street light in the entrance of parking lot keeps on flickering.

Tanging ang yabag at lagatok ng kaniyang takong ang namutawi sa madilim at tahimik na lote.

Nasa dulo pang bahagi kung saan naka park ang kaniyang sasakyan medyo malayo layo rin iyon kung lalakarin.