Loved by an Assassin

Cold and Empty

Lavender Greigh Clark's POV

"We are heading home and that's final. Look, honey, just please understand that your grandma needs us."

"She just needs you, her princess! Not me! A piece of crap."

"Don't you dare say that. Your parents didn't made a sacrifice if you're a piece of garbage."

That's the only thing that can make me shut up for a few seconds in a conversation like this.

My biological parents were killed by some kind of devils. I have conquered the trauma I was brought to but still, I didn't move on from their loss even though there is still my mom's little sister who took care of me after their death. So, we went abroad for me not to remember the happy family we used to be. For the places we used to hang out everyday. 'Cause that will make the situation worse.

"That's because she loves me! My parents love me, and you."

"Everybody loves a blessing like you."

"What blessing? Me? Is that some kind of a joke Mom?"

She looked at me with deep worry, sadness and pain in her eyes. Sparkling eyes because of the tears that was about to fall. I know that I'm an impolite brat but I just can't stand seeing a person I love, cry because of my dramas and all.

I sighed then said,

"Okay mom, I'll come with you."

As soon as she heard those words, she pulled me in to a tight and loving hug.

"Thank you for understanding honey."

"Nothing's too big for you Mom."

***

His eyes were cold. Do eyes freeze? I don't know.

I was staring in the middle of nowhere thinking about what I saw or should I say what I stared a while ago.

We arrived at Philippines an hour ago, and now we are heading to my grandma's place.

My mom was super happy and a tear managed to escape her eye when my grandma greeted her with a big motherly hug. It was nice seeing my mom this happy. I was also happy seeing her happy even if it takes tears and hardships to live here.

My cousins, aunts and uncles went out of grandma's house and started asking how was my mother. I just smiled knowing everyone here is happy, but their smiling faces turned into a disgusted frown when they turned their heads to me.

"Bakit siya nandito?"

"Hindi ba niya alam kung gaano kasakit ang dinulot niya sa pamilyang ito?"

"Sabi nga ni lola na sana siya na lang daw amg nawala huwag lang yung isang princesa niya."

I fakely smiled at them then looked at the ground like it's the most amazing thing I ever saw in my whole entire life.

Even though I lived in States for more or less 14 years, it doesn't mean that I can't understand tagalog. Maybe I can't actually say a tagalog word in a perfect accent but I can clearly understamd tagalog words.

Hearing words like that makes me feel very small. Well? Who wouldn't? Your relatives, especially your grandma who should be treating you like a princess who should be loved unconditionally, would think you are the black sheep of the family after causing a life's death, a princess' death.

I was sure my eyes are watery at this moment and I can't stop blaming myself for my parents' death. If I was the one who's been killed that stormy night, everyone must be happy except for those who really loved me.

"Uhm, Lavender, why don't you greet your family 'hi'?"

Mom said, breaking the awkward atmosphere around us.

"Hi."

I said and tried to put a genuine smile on my face but it turned out to be a fake one.

"Psh! Ang peke naman niya."

"Oo nga, kala mo naman kung sinong importante."

"Mom can I go to my room?"

I asked mom, but I wondered why she gave me an apologetic smile.

"What 'my room' are you talking about? Don't get me wrong but at times like this where I get to hang out with my family, I don't accept guests hija."

I was a bit surprised by what she said . But who am I to say no to what grandma said? I'm just clearly nothing.

"Oh, its okay ma'am. I'll go ahead, enjoy the rest of your day though."

I said and smiled faintly. I looked at my mom's side and noticed that she was having a hard time to breathe due to her tears. I know that she wants me to stay by her side but too bad she can't change my grandma's decision.

I walked towards mom then gave her a tight hug. She then began crying.

"I'll be alright mom. I respect their decision of not having guests while their having a family bonding. I'll text you once I get to find a place to stay for the mean time."

I whispered but it looks like it was also heard by some bitchy cousins of mine.

"Pa english-english pa kala mo naman kung sinong matalino."

I just sighed and gave all of them an apologetic look. Now I look like a loser, but who the hell cares?

"Be happy."

"Of course we would bitch!"

I smiled at her then turned my back then walked away from them.

How can I even find a hotel? I'm just 8 back then and my real parents never wanted me to commute because I'm just a child. Maybe mom didn't even remembered that this isn't my hometown.

I called a taxi then told him to drop me on a hotel.

The hotel was big, it was about 20 floors. I gave money to the driver then walked inside. Good thing that my mom gave me money before we even get to land in Philippines.

"Good morning miss, are there any rooms vacant?"

I was shocked when she gave me her sweetest smile. It was quite creepy though.

"Of course ma'am, it's in the 15th floor room 713."

"Oo-kay?"

I held the key as I rode the elevator. When I was in 14th floor the elevator sprung open then a beautiful man stepped in. I tried to keep away from him for he has this black aura surrounding her and suffocating me.

'ting!' The elevator opened. I quickle stepped out and before the elevator closed I saw the man looking or might as well say staring at me. I was just about yo shrug it off when I saw his eyes. The same eyes I saw back when we were still in the airport.

Cold and empty.