UNSTOPPABLE OBSESSION

20

Hexadawn Aze

I was pulling my luggage. I am wearing a formal dress for my grandfather and Our‘s meeting. Ofcourse, Ren is there too. And for my two siblings, Binilin namin sila sa kapitbahay. We are here in the Spain now. I let out a sigh. Ren held my sweaty hands and I step out of the Van. Everything is going under our plan and We are happy for it. Methas just nodded at us inside the Van. I let out a sigh before walking inside the Mansion where Lolo‘s living.

My brows raise a little. The mansion looks old but still pretty. Did my grandfather live here? I can‘t believe this. Huminga ako ng malalim saka pumasok. Sabay kaming pumasok ng aking kakambal, Si Ren.

“Can you hear us?” Methas Rhyme ask us on the earpiece. Hinawakan ko iyon. “Yeah. Don‘t talk too much.” Anya ko sa kanya. Bumuntong hininga lang sya at hindi pa nagtanong. Patuloy lang kaming naglalakad hanggang sa salubungin kami ng matandang babae na nakasuot ng uniporming pangkatulong. We bowed a little sigh of respect. Eventhough We are part of Royalties, They are still older than us.

“Come with me inside, Your Highnesses.” She bowed at us and walk first. Nasa unahan namin siya. We didn't talk and just walk following the old woman. When We came into a browed door, She stopped. “The Late King is here, Your Highnesses. I will take my leave now.” We just nod at her before getting inside of the room. And then We found our grandfather who‘s laying weakly on his bed.

His hair is white but He doesn't have hair on the upper of his head. He looks very weak. He was sleeping peacefully on the bed. I felt sad for him although He never cared or help us during his son hunts me so It‘s really confuse me why He wants to see us. I mean, We never be his fave. So It create confusion causing us not to bring our two siblings for this. We can‘t risk there safety.

He slowly open his eyes and shock to see us standing infront of him. Kaagad na ngumiti sya ng makita namin. He smiled weakly at us and motion us to sit.

“My grandchildren. . . Where‘s the two?” He ask us. We remain our face stoic. We don‘t know what‘s his agenda on dad knowing He always sided his son, We can‘t just risk it and believe him. Because, He might be lying and preparing our death with our jerk father. You can‘t blame us because that‘s what He‘s showing to us when We are still a kids.

“We left them. . . Hindi naman kailangan sila rito. . . We can‘t risk they‘re safety. We don‘t know. . . You are part of our father‘s evil plan.” Ren said coldly. I expect him to straight-forwarded because He‘s always like that. Straight to the point that‘s why Dylan never ask for his opinion because it might hurt his ego.

“I am sorry for what happened to you ten years ago. . . I‘m. . . I‘m regretting everything. I regret that I didn't stop your father for doing it. . . For trying to kill you both for the throne. . .” He sigh. “It‘s my fault. If Only i didn't tell him that You, His twin will be the ruler of the country then it won‘t happen. I‘m sorry, My grandchildren.” He apologize sincerely.

“It‘s okay, Lolo. We understand you.” I sigh. “We just came here to fulfill your wish. . . To be visited by us. . .” I let out a sigh. “We did fight if We‘ll go or what. But We see, You are harmless. I hope this is not an act.” I said respectfully.

“This aren‘t an act.” He laugh. “I just want to filfill my second wish and you both can only fulfill it. . .” He said. Ren cleared his throat.

“What do you mean?” Ren ask. Confusion was visible into his face. Our grandfather let out a sigh. Nagdadalawang isip na sabihin saamin ang kanyang ikalawang hiling.

“I-I want you to rule the country, Ren. . . And also. . . To get rid of your father. . . He cause a lot of trouble in the country. . . Simula ng maging hari sya ng bansang ito ay lumaki ang sungay nya. . .” Malungkot na anya saamin. “As much as I love my son, I know that He‘s getting worst. . . Hindi na sya ang dating anak ko noon na mapagmahal. Tuluyan na syang nabulag sa trono at kapangyarihan. . .” Anya. His tears fall from his eyes.

“Matanda na ‘ko, Mga Apo. . . Malapit na akong mamatay. . . Gusto kong mamatay na walang iniisip. And I will only felt relieved if Ren would be able to accept the throne. . . You can kill him if you want. . .” He sigh. “Also, Get ready, My grandchilds because He will came. . . The old nanny told him that You are both here. . .” He said. “Tauhan sya ng iyong Ama. Pasensya na.” Dagdag na panito. I just nod. Ren just click his tounge.

“We are ready though.” He said and took the gun from the side of his waist. “We are going, Lo. I‘m going to kill your jerk son.” Ren said and stormed out of the grandfather‘s room. I followed her outside and found our cousins who‘s smirking while torturing the old woman.

“Stop that morons and get ready. Our asshole dad was coming.” He said coldly. Mababahid ang galit sa kanyang boses dahil nga sa pagkakadiin ng pagkabigkas nya. Mahigpit ang hawak nya sa kanyang baril at namumula ang leeg tanda na galit na galit sya at mukang makakapatay.

He goes outside. Sumalubong saamin ang lalaking kamuka ni Ren pero matanda na ito. Nakangisi habang nakatingin saaming magkambal. He looks at us like we are sort of his toy that He‘ll be killed. Nasa likod nya ang kanyang mga alalay na may hawak na baril at handa ng pumatay. My twin, Ren smirk evilly.

“So You are now old, huh? Tsk.” Ren said. Bahid ang galit sa muka nya ngunit pinigilan nya lang. Our father smirk to Ren.

“Yeah but I can still kill you so I will be the King forever.” He said and laugh like crazy. “Ah, Can‘t wait to say that. . .” He said.

“Where‘s Mom?” Nabaling ang atensyon nya saakin ng magtanong ako. His brow raised as He smirk at me.

“Your Mom? Oh, Kiddo. She‘s already dead for helping you escape.” Yumukom ang aking kamao. Akmang susugurin ko sya ng pigilan ako ni Dylan. Huminga ako ng malalim habang galit na nakatingin sa kanya.

I can‘t believe He killed his own wife just because of throne. He‘s really blinded of power. Fuck this asshole.

“Alright, Let‘s start this battle, You freaks. Tingnan natin kong matalo nyo ‘ko.” Anya saamin.

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