SUBMISSIVE MEN 1: SIXTO RAMIREZ [COMPLETED]

CHAPTER SEVEN

Another day came to Sixto. He was bored and decided to visit his friend. After the long days of just burning his stomach of devil liquors and drawing himself on it, he deserves to unwind.

Just maybe, if he will go out from that hell, he will see light again. And maybe his mind will be clear at once.

He drove his black mustang, no, he let it flew. Wala naman siyang pakialam ano man ang mangyari sa kanya e.

His life is a messed and nobody cares about him anymore. Not his father nor his mother. They're happy and having their own life.

At hindi siya kasali doon. Ayaw niyang hilahin ang masaya niyang mga  magulang sa buhay niyang ganito. Kaya hindi siya nagsasabi sa mga ito.

All they know is that he's okay and his life is just fine. Because that is what he's feeding them.

So, kung siya lang, ano pang halaga ng buhay niya?  The woman that he felt something strange with doesn't like him too. Wala namang kamahal mahal kasi sa kanya. Wala ding kagusto-gusto sa kanya.

He's useless. Simpleng bagay nga hindi niya magawa at ma-produce e. Ang magustuhan pa kaya siya ng kaisa-isang babaeng gusto niya?

Ang sakit kaya no'n. Mas masakit sa dating naranasan niya. Ngayon lang siya nagkagusto ng ganito, pero basted siya agad . Hindi pa nga siya nanligaw e. Pero pinatikim na siya, bakit hindi siya pinatuloy na pinapasok?

Now, he's questioning his ability. Baka hindi ito na satisfy. Baka hindi ito nasarapan. But she moaned. Huminga siya ng malalim saka dumiretso sa pakay.  Iniwasan ang mag-isip kasi nasasaktan na siya.

"Primo ma boy! " Masiglang saad niya pagkapasok niya sa loob ng opisina ng kaibigan.

Nawala ang ngiti niya ng makita ang isang babae sa malapad na monitor. The room is filled with the same sizes of monitor that hanged on the wall. Naka hilera ang mga iyon doon na para pang naka display na mga paintings.

Prim Castle is owned by Primo deLa Vega, it's a hotel per se but the upper floors are just weird as the owner is.

He glared at the woman at palaki ng palaki ang mata niya habang nakatitig sa monitor habang wala itong emosyon na bumabaril sa target nito. She's using high quality arrow gun and damn, she's too hot into his eyes!

"You know her? " Walang buhay na tanong ni Primo.

"Yeah" Sagot niya na nakatutok pa din sa monitor.

He never thought that this woman is a member of that club. Hindi basta-basta ang pagpasok sa 15th floor which is the shooting range kasi kailangan mga expert lang sa mga baril ang pwedeng pumasok doon.

He's not even a member himself. Oo nga at alam niya paano bumaril but he's not that good. Kasi niya magka-away naman sila ng baril.

"She's badass brad— he acted like he's shivering— watch and see it for yourself"

Nakatanga lang siya sa monitor. She's to engrossed with what she was doing. She's looking hot when firing but badass when she's reloading arrows to the gun.

Looks like she was a warrior. Nonchalantly shooting her enemy. May takot pa ba ang babaeng 'to?

"For how long she's been a member already? "

"As far as I remember, this is her third time coming here"

"Ah"

"Her face is something. She looks like ready on war every time she pull the trigger. I mean, no emotions, cold eyes, nakakatakot" He chuckled "Minsan nga nakausap ko 'yan, and I swear to God, that was the first and last na lalapitan ko siya habang nag eensayo. She gave me a snow chills, fuck! I still remember how she slowly aimed the gun in my face! "