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VIII

Her skin was so soft, I can't get enough of her.

I was staring at my mom's lifeless body while leaning on the tree. Mayroon siyang limang saksak sa kaniyang dibdib, isang tama ng baril sa kaniyang noo at punit rin ang kaliwang bahagi ng kaniyang pisngi dahil kinagat ko ito.

She deserves this. She deserves to die.

I was just trying to be friend with our new neighbour-Camz, because she looks cool but mom kept reminding me not to be friend with anyone, especially woman. We were busy hanging out when my mother suddenly appeared and dragged me inside her car. She said that I might eat her but why does she always has to say something about my needs when I don't even talked whenever she was eating someone in front of me. That's why we end up like this, her lifeless body in front of me.

"Fucking hell," I whispered out of annoyance.

Pinunasan ko ang aking mukha nang maramdam ko ang malapot na likido rito. I roamed my eyes around and saw our car parked nearby. I know how to drive but I never tried, I don't know why this bitch drove me here.

I looked around and saw an arch with a word carved in it, Mt. Kitapio. I guess that was the name of this place. I stood up and looked at the lifeless body my mother. I looked around and saw that there was really no one in this mountain.

I bent down, held her wrist and slowly pulled her until we reached the back of her car. I opened the back of the car and heave a breathe.

"One, Two, Three-Uhmp!" Bilang ko at bumwelo upang kargahin siya patungo sa likod ng sasakyan.

I stared at her for a second. Her eyes were wide open and her body was bathing with her own blood. I closed her eyes with my palm and then looked for her phone. Nakita ko ito sa likurang bulsa ng kaniyang pantalon.

I opened her phone and scroll to her contacts, tatlo lamang ang naroon. Ako, Papa, at ang aking guro.

Mabilis kong ni-dialed ang numero ng kaniyang asawa at pinanood itong mag-ring.

"Hello? Sena? Asaan kayo?" his voice was stern, "Umuwi na kayo!"

"D-dad..." I trailed off.

"Shaina? Wha-Where are you?" his voice were thunderous. I smirked.

"Mt. Kitapio... I'm alone here, Dad," I whispered.

Taranta ang naging boses ng aking ama at sinabing nasa malapit lamang siya kaya't susunduin niya ako. Pinatay ko ang tawag at naupo sa harapan ng sasakyan, doon ko rin lamang napansin na mayroon nga pala akong mantsa sa aking damit.

I sighed and got off the car. Hinanap ko ang ginamit na kutsilyo kanina at marahan itong pinadausdos sa aking papulsuhan. Idiniin ko ang kutsilyo sa aking pulso ngunit tila ba wala pa rin akong nararamdamang sakit. Mas lalo ko pang diniian ang dulo ng kutsilyo sa aking balat at hiniwa ang aking balat paitaas hanggang sa umabot ito sa aking siko.

"Shaina! Nasaan ka?"

Mabilis kong isinuksok sa aking likuran ang kutsilyo ng marinig ang boses ng aking ama. When his eyes landed on mine, I saw worried, guilt and rage in it. Mabilis siyang lumapit sa akin at nataranta matapos makita ang sugat sa aking kamay.

"Who the fuck did this to you?" his voice was echoing inside the forest. I rolled my eyes.

"Can you just fucking drive me home?" I asked.