Sins of the Rebels (Lush Trans Series #1)

Chapter 35

Warning: SPG

"Ano? Galing mo." His deep voice was laced with utmost menace, gritting his teeth infuriating one another when his squared strong jawline tensed, clenching. The holes in his straight nose broadened outrageously, smoldering. My throat ran dry at how sinister his facial expression seemed to my very own eyes.

Maangas niyang itinagilid ang kanyang ulo habang nanlilisik ang kanyang madidilim na mga mata. "Suportadong suportado, ah?" The side of his left lip turned awry, he then flashed a lopsided grin. Giving me a hair-raising sensation all over my body because of how psychopathic, dangerous and inhumane his dark eyes were... sending me to damn my grave.

Praises be Jesus and Mary...

"Tang ina, babangasan ko na 'yon pag nakita ko lang siya sa kanto." He growled under his breath and nodded his head in a very calm and collected manner, a certain way of presenting himself through his body language and well-received savagery...

Shucks...

All I know is that he cannot sustain feelings for very long, with the exception of anger... certainly. He also lacks any spontaneous reciprocal emotions for other people. He kind of reminds me of the criminals I had watched on true crime series. And I do believe that some people are dead inside. They revel in their smugness and are dishonest through and through. They savor their cruelty. Their sense of entitlement and savagery has no limits. They see people as things, pawns and not people.

The cunning sharp look in his menacing dark orbs made my knees wobble and weak when he gradually raked his eyes from my head down to my toes, the sink that I was grasping felt like it was the only thing that was keeping me safe and standing on my feet.

He's like a damn chameleon, he can adapt to his surroundings and put off a convincing display. How could I forget that he was extremely cunning and great at hiding his psychopathic traits. Gosh? Naalala ko pa nung kinurot niya ako sa balat para lang dumaing ako sa sakit para makumbinsi niya si Papa na natapilok ako. O kaya nung unang session namin! How he manipulated and threatened me. Gosh... those feelings came back to me like an ocean tide from the depth of the sea.

"H-Hermideo..." My voice came out a squeak, no, it was inaudible to hear but the deafening silence between us and around the four corners of this room was enough for him to hear apparently.

He took a step forward, making me step back as my breathing became unstable. Itekwang juraw na ba ang tegibels ko chudai? (Last day ko na ba sa Earth ngayon?)

My back hit the cold beige wall, and a loud gasp escaped my throat so I had to cover my mouth as my body starts trembling uncontrollably. My heart was thumping abnormally and loud inside my ribcage. I felt light-headed all of a sudden, I held my head as my eyelids appeared to feel more and more heavy. A screeching deafening noise in my head caused my ears to hurt.

This scenario is very familiar to me, a memory that became foreign at the back of my head but surfaces when a certain event happens, triggering the memory I badly wanted to forget.

Professor Denver Avellana...

Who knows what may have transpired had that Predator accomplished if Eros hadn't come back and saved me from his desire... raping me. Yes, rape. I did not gave him consent. I did not want that to happen. I did not ask for it to happen.

I vividly remember what had ensued that day... the sole reason why I am dealing with trust issues and traumas now...

I stayed quiet and let him pull me until we got inside the boys' locker room, marahan kong iginala ang mga mata ko sa loob. Pinauna niya ako at tinuro ang pwesto ng kanyang locker.