Chapter Thirty Two
"Si Emi." naririnig pa lang niya ang paghabol ng hininga ng tita niya ay parang dinurog na ang puso niya. "Hindi pa nakauwi hanggang ngayon"
His memory regained the last time he saw Emi, it was earlier that day when she stepped in to ride a tricycle. He even had a glimpse of......
Nanlamig ang buong katawan niya, ni hindi makurap ang mata sa sama nang nasa isip.
"Fuck. Fuck!" lahat sila ay mas lalong nataranta sa biglang pagmura ni Cley. "Show me...show me the picture of that asshole they suspected who killed the girl they found in the bushes"
"Are you serious, bro?"
Earlier, he didn't feel cold, but now he heard about Emi, halos hindi niya mahawakan ng maayos ang cellphone sa sobrang panginginig.
"Please...France. Show me his picture, please!"
No...I swear, if something bad happened to her, I will never ever hesistate to put stain in my hands again.
"I-ito." he already saw its picture ngunit hindi niya ito pinagtuunan ng pansin.
This asshole. You fucking animal. I will never forgive you.
"Call the police, let them know that she is abducted."
Maria broke down on the floor that her loud cry echoed inside thr house.
He was so sure, that the man on the picture, was exactly the man who was driving the tricycle Emi get into.
Gusto niyang pagsusuntukin ang sarili, ngunit ayaw niyang magsayang ng panahon. Paano niya hinayaang mangyari ito sa kanya? He was there! He witnessed how she enter the door of her death. And that's his fault.
No.. She can't be dead.
I will kill you.
Suot pa rin ang basa niyang damit, pumasok siya ng kwarto at kinuha ang itinago niyang baril sa ilalim ng cabinet ng mga damit niya. He loaded his gun and went back outside.
"Bro, shit! Totoong baril ba yan?!"
"Cley, utang na loob, hayaan na natin ang mga police na gawin ang trabaho nila"
"Then what? Deliver the news that they failed and she's dead? No fucking way." he slid two more cassetes of bullets in his beltbag. "Listen to me, France. This is what you'll tell the police when they arrived here, to expect someone's death, cause I will kill that fucktard myself."
'The fuck, Cley? Ano bang kailangan mo ngayon oras ng hatinggabi?' it was Zace on the other line.
He's desperate.
Even his ego and pride depicted just to rush his way to get Emi back and safe.
They were raised rivals by Ibrain and with that, even though they were brothers, they never treat each other as one. Tumino na nga si Arsen, pero ipinasa naman nito ang responsibilidad kay Zace kaya ay hindi ganun kadaling humingi ng tulong sa walang emosyong kambal niya.
"I need your men, Zeck. I want them now. I promise that this will be the first and last time I'll ask help from you."
"And why should I do that? I haven't heard from you so many years tapos tatawag ka sakin?"
That's it. Napalitan niya si Arsen sa pagiging aroganteng magsasalita.
Tumahimik lang siya at hindi na lang ito pinansin dahil wala na siyang panahon upang makipagtalo dito. He need help.
"Para saan?" Zace asked again.
"Emi was kidnapped"
"Your Emi?"
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𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙏𝙤 𝙈𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙃𝙞𝙨 𝘽𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙃𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩
Short StoryCleyou Andres was once an honorable man, never resorting to deceit or dishonesty. Sa kanilang apat na magkakapatid, siya ang tinaguriang lover boy. Gentleman, palatawa, matalino at higit sa lahat, hindi babaero. However, despite courting her first t...