All About Athara

Chapter 1: Athara.

Reader's discretion is advised. Warning.
Suicidal thoughts and violence.

[She Who Was Lucky.]

  THE sun was already setting down yet I was here at the abandoned parking lot, strolling with my baseball bat in my left hand. I let it make an ear piercing noise t’wing tumatama ito sa maliliit na bato sa lupa. I look around with my lazy eyes while tightly pursing my lips in boredom. I was walking, almost slouching when I heard some faint voices.

Narrowing my eyes, I stared at the red car next to the black car na almost skeleton na. Puro dumi ang nakikita ko sa paligid. Rotten cars are parked like a sardines, dikit-dikit. I almost puke when I smelled something disgusting, smell of a dead rat and trashes na matagal ng nakatambak. Mapanghi rin at nakakita rin ako ng dog poo and who knows poo. And not only that, I also smell some iron. Amoy ng bakal na nabasa ng kung ano. I can’t describe the smell, basta mabaho.

I sighed heavily. Bahagya kong inangat ang baseball bat at ipinukpok ito sa isang medyo malaking bato na nakalikha ng mas malakas na ingay.

It was my signal. To let them know that I came…

Pero mukhang bingi sila. I can still hear the faint voices that buzzes. They didn’t stop talking so I assume that they didn’t hear my footstep nor the sound that my weapon—my baseball bat made when I hit the rock with it.

Ano ba sila, Manhid? Bingi? Bakit sila nakatagal sa isang delekadong orginisasyon kung wala naman silang talentong makaramdam ng panganib? Why did they survive till this day?

I stopped when I was nearing the red car. Nasa likod ako ng black car at nakikita ko na ang mga buhok ng mga taong nag-aabang sa akin. I can see colorful hairs— like the color of rainbows. I didn’t expect na marami ang kahaharapin ko. I thought apat lang sila, pero sa nakikita ko, mga nasa sampu sila.

I bit my lips and let out an exhaust exhale as I grip my weapon tightly. Nagpatuloy ako sa paglalakad at dinaanan ang red car. Tumigil ako sa gilid ng kotse at taas ang kilay na pinagmasdan ang mga taong nagu-usap. At first walang nakapansin sa akin but ten seconds came at napansin na rin ako ng dalawa sa kanila.

I smirked at them, and before they can even open their mouth to shout ay mabilis kong itinaas ang hawak na baseball bat at malakas itong hinampas sa trunk nang pulang kotse. I let out a chuckled when I saw their widening eyes and hear their screeching scream.

Squinting my eyes ay nakita ko ang yupi sa kotse. Nagising lang ako sa pagkakatitig sa sira na ginawa ko ng makarinig nang isang sigaw. Mas malakas sa nauna.

“Ahhh!”

Ibinalik ko ang tingin sa unahan at napangiwe. Nakita kong napaatras ang iba habang ang may itim na buhok ay napaluhod sa madumi at buhangin na lupa habang sabu-sabunot ang buhok.

“Ah. Ah! My car! My baby! What did you do?!”

Tumakbo ito sa pwesto ko kaya mabilis akong humakbang palayo. Dumistansya ako habang hindi inaalis ang tingin sa kanila. I saw how the black haired guy kneel beside his smashed car and hug it.

“My precious baby. Oh, my baby car,” I heard him muttered crazily while caressing the damaged trunk.

Well. Boys will always be boys.

Nang ma-realize nya ata na wala ng magagawa ang paghi-hinagpis nya at hindi na mababalik sa dati ang nasira ay dahan-dahan itong tumayo at nakayukong bumalik sa mga kasama nya.

“Why did you do that? Why did you do that?!” Sinamaan ako nito nang tingin nang mag-angat ng mukha. His colleagues also gave me the death glare.

I chewed the bubble gum na kanina pa nasa bibig ko at pinalobo ito. I pop it using my lips at muling nginuya. “I smashed it with my baby. Why? Don’t you like my design?” Taas kilay kong sagot habang nakapamewang.