Shades of Erotica 3: His Forbidden Property (R-18)✓

HIS 46

Third Person's Point of View

It's already the middle of the night and yet Saint Yves couldn't sleep because he feels that someone's watching him.

"Fuck." Saint uttered while gritting his teeth. He is currently in detention because of his trial. Hindi ito pwedeng lumabas haggat hindi nito nalilinis ang kaniyang pangalan.

"I hate it here," bulong nito bago sumilip sa maliit na bintana sa kaniyang kwarto.

Many military officers are roaming around patrolling the whole area. Saint's men can't infiltrate because of the tight security, especially near his room. Mukhang sinisigurado ng Pilipinas na hindi ito makakalabas hanggat hindi tapos ang kaso.

"Damn it!" Mahinang bulong nito ulit bago umupo sa kaniyang maliit na kama.

Saint Yves is very much restless because he couldn't catch Saintess. He tried tailing her but his friends calls the police and immediately surrender him.

"I should have killed all of them. They are all hypocrites!" Anito bago napasabunot sa kaniyang buhok.

Para na itong baliw dahil patuloy ito sa ginagawang pagkausap sa sarili. You can't see the former glory of Saint Yves now. He looks like a regular guy who's been abusing drugs for so many years.

Saint's attention is caught when he hears a clanking sound near his room. Kunot noong tumayo ito bago muling sumilip sa labas ng bintana. Saint scratch his growing stubble before squinting his eyes. Wala na ang mga sundalong nag-iikot at tanging liwanag na lang ng buwan ang naiwan.

He felt his skin crawl when he saw a silhouette move. Lumaki ang mata nito bago mahigpit na hinawakan ang bakal na harang sa bintana.

"Who's there!" He yelled when the silhouette moves in his direction. Medyo madilim sa pwesto nito kaya hindi ito masyadong makita ni Saint.

"Fuck, who are you!" Gigil na sigaw nito bago inuga ang bakal na hawak. The silhouette stop on its track that made Saint furrow.

"Putangina. Who are you?" The wind blows and the bushes dance as the faint image of someone looks directly at Saint's eyes. The harrowing eyes of a child make Saint flabbergasted. Lumaki ang mata nito at sunod-sunod na umiling habang umaatras

"N-no, n-no you are not real," takot na turan nito nang mas lumapit sa kaniya ang pigura ng patay na kapatid.

"Fuck, no!" Saint couldn't adhere to what's real and what's fake because of too much anxiousness. Tuluyan itong napasalampak sa sahig bago sinabunutan ang kaniyang malagong buhok. He is sweating bullets while gritting his teeth.

"Fuck no, p-please stop. I-i didn't kill you," parang baliw na anito habang umiiling.

Lalo lang itong nanginginig sa takot nang tumigil sa harap ng kaniyang bintana ang pigura ng patay na kapatid. Cara is wearing a white dress that is full of blood and dry dirt while glaring at Saint Yves.

"You killed me!" Malalim ang boses na turan ng bata na nagpaawang sa labi ni Saint. Wala na ito sa kaniyang katinuan kaya naman kung ano-ano na ang nakikita nito kahit wala namang tao.

"N-no, I didn't. Fuck, I didn't," nakayukong sagot nito habang pilit umiiling.

Aside from being diagnosed with obsessive love disorder, he was also diagnosed with schizophrenia when he was 17. Only he and Silverado knows it and they both hide it from the world.

Schizophrenia's causes are unknown but the combination of physical, genetic, psychological, and environmental factors can make a person more likely to develop the condition. Saint Yves also stop taking his prescribed medication because he thinks that he is not mentally ill. Kaya naman lumala na ito ngayon.