Talk About My Man (DISCONTINUED)

02 | Mercury's Shadow

THE LITTLE GIRL was awakened by a deafening noise that sounded similar to the fireworks she never fond of. They were beauties, of course, but their thunderous uproars made her cower away.

She hurriedly came down to see what the commotion was about. She had wanted to see the fireworks, even though she was afraid.

"Father, what happened to mother?" The girl looked down to the woman that laid stilled on the floor, a pool of crimson water encircling her.

Her father knelt down beside the unconscious mother, his anger rising.

"She is asleep. Somebody gave her medicine to rest peacefully." His voice was hard and cold.

"Will she wake up to take me to school tomorrow?"

"Yes. It's your turn to sleep, Maddie."

"Mother has still not given me my goodnight kiss." The girl pouted and crossed her arms stubbornly.

Her Mother's back was facing her. She didn't trust her Father's words, and wanted to see the actual reason why her mother was like this. Just as she was about to do so, the silence in the room was disrupted by more uproars.

The girl quickly dropped to her knees and bent over. She threw her hands up to her head, like how the school had taught her during the earthquake drills.

How silly of her. That wouldn't do her any good.

Once the chaos was over, she slowly peeked up and eyed the room. Many others had found themselves in the same condition as her Mother.

"Father?" She stood up, her pajamas now tainted with blood.

A man approached her, giving her a genuine smile that terrified her.

"I'll be taking care of you from now on alright? Your Father has some business to deal with." He held out his hand.

The truth was, her father was involved in a crime that if commoners knew about, are killed ruthlessly.

Maddie didn't know what was happening and timidly nodded to the man, taking his hand.

Then, he led her away from her home.

Away from the angst, away from what will haunt her when she understand its true meaning.

My eyes snapped opened and I gasped for the air that I longed for.

My sleepless nights were due to that cause. I shrink in fear when those memories rewound itself like a song stuck on replay. They play a part each day and taunt me until they were satisfied.

I screamed, supposing I was in the same situation as I was years ago.

No, this can't be.

"Shut her up will you, Dante?" The man I recognized as Opossum said to the 'bartender' that served me.

Did he save me?

"Sure thing, Boss," Dante grinned. He grabbed my face with both of his hands and kissed me sloppily.

I was called back to reality and pushed him off. I whacked him hard on the head. "You have a girlfriend!"