Taste of Wrath

Prologue

I am a firm believer of one and only true love.

Some may make fun of me for believing in that shit knowing that this world has already been modernized. In today's generation, cheating is rampant. It had spread all over this planet until it became fucked up; causing uncertainties to some true love believers like me.

"I want more years with you," Dad whispered to Mom.

I smiled at that sight.

One thing that pushed me into believing this is my father's love for my mother. He loves her so dearly that I envy them. I want a love like that: a never-ending one. At the same time, I want to protect them. Baka kasi mahawa sila sa Kalandian Virus.

I was five when I found my handsome playmate. I was eight years old when he completely became my best friend. I was 11 when he, the friend of mine, confessed his feelings for me. He told me that he has a crush on me. I was very happy because I know that I felt something for him, too. His name is Zen Kaizer and I always feel giddy around him, thus I just want to be with him and play with him forever.

"I will love no one, but you!" ZK swore to me. His eyes sparkled in happiness as he gave me his sweetest smile that even a candy would doubt its sweetness.

I was over the moon. I know we're just young, but this feeling knows no age. It's for everyone. It is just seriously normal to have a big crush on someone.

I am aware of his father's past with my auntie. He fell in love with Tita Shan, but then, Tita Claire came and won him over. And now, the summary of their story is Tita Shan is his first love while Tita Claire is his last and definitely the only one he loves.

"What is your plan after you graduate from your degree program, ZK?" I gently ask him as we stroll around the campus that one peaceful morning.

I just came off from a long talk with the dean; informing me that I'd be a tribute to the upcoming academic mission somewhere in Manila. I agreed to it. I've got nothing to do with my free week, anyway.

ZK, in his complete uniform, turned to me, blocking the sun's view; exuding his almost ethereal and crown-princely features during Tang Dynasty. He seriously resembles a crown prince with those chinky eyes and white complexion. From his well-combed raven black hair while some fringes of it covered his brows down to his luscious lips, I have no doubt in that.

"I will marry you at the right time, Neme," ZK replied, and flashed a sincere smile; eyes glistened in hope and love as he held my hand close to his heart. As his mouth opened, my heart did some somersault upon absorbing his indeed soothing words that turned my fear away. The fear of losing him while we're in this battle.

I threw a soft punch on his chest as I rolled my eyes. It is my way of feeling giddy in a subtle way. ZK's soft laugh almost echoed in every corner of my ears. He then kissed the back of my hand as we continued strolling around.

I know he will do that. I know he will seriously marry me. I was hoping for the opposite ending. I don't want to end up with anyone, but ZK. There's only him in this world full of balls. But then, fate really find ways just to wreak havoc and plant vengeance on my mind.

"You are now here, Kai!" a voice coming from a distance echoed throughout the four-cornered hall.

I and ZK were happily talking about the future when someone came through. As I scanned her, I couldn't feel anything, but utter disgust as she played with her fingers; eyes twinkled upon ZK's figure.

With that, I suddenly remember that very moment when I first met her in the park back when we were 13.

"Neme, this is Avri. She's our plus one!" ZK happily introduced the fidgeting girl behind him.

Avriara Regina I-don't-remember-her-surname. She became our playmate, and it was obvious back then that she had a crush on ZK. No. Up until now, she still likes ZK.

Avriara's eyes widened when her eyes went to me. "A-And you are here, too, S-Shantria." She looked utterly surprised by noticing that I am standing beside ZK.

Avriara played like a shy doll and stayed quiet throughout that day. I seriously had no idea why the hell she went to our school. Does she want to score a dang date with my boyfriend? Gosh. So low of her.

She was maybe silent, but I know better. I know that look in her eyes whenever she looks at ZK. I know the claws she's trying to hide. I even noticed her raging eyes whenever she steals glance at me. Poor her she can't do something.

Since this girl came, everything changed. She just ruined everything. She started fucking up with ZK and I's lives that made me doubt ZK's feelings for me. To fucking play it safe.

Until it happened.

We broke up.

I heard a knock on my door that one fine morning. I didn't say anything, so when the door swung open, I got startled. I was so ready to throw my lamp at the intruder's direction, but when I realized that it was just my older brother who was dressed in his most formal attire, I bit my lower lip to suppress my sob.

Kuya Hadjiri strode fastly towards me. Then I threw myself to him. He hugged me back as he kissed the top of my head. "Hush now, pumpkin. You are still young. I know you'll find someone better than he is."

I smiled sadly. But he is the someone better. But what can I do if that bitch is enraged enough to harm me in any fucking way possible?

I was the one who broke our relationship, but dang. I felt my heart broke into million pieces when I saw them together. They're so happy. That should've been us. That should've been fucking us. Why did that had to happen?! Why is she so damn desperate?!

"I will damn make you regret," I whispered with full of hatred. "I will damn make you remember what you've done to us."

I am not named as Nemesis for nothing knowing that Nemesis is the Goddess of Vengeance. I will make her remember me every damn time. I will make her remember what she have done to us. Every damn bits of it.

"And you, Buenavista. . . " I trailed off as my eyes turned to slits. "Why does it seemed so fucking easy for you to throw our relationship away?” I was already seething. “I am starting to hate you."

I hate him. I damn loathe her. . . to her deathbed. I wish I could crush her with my bare hands, and I also wish I didn't meet him. If he just went with the flow, I damn wish not to meet him in any other life. But sometimes, words of humans could be twisted that I just found myself protecting what's between us.

For our own sake.

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A.N. : Fret not, I'll make this as short as possible:)