UNDER Series #1: I'm in love with your eyes.

CHAPTER 12

"Uhm, we're friends, right? So?"

He continued muttering those words, and I could feel continuously gulping from this point.Unti na lang dila ko na yung malulunok ko!

I saw the smirk on his lips as he noticed my gesture towards him. Lumayo ako ng konti sa kanya at inayos ang pag upo ko.

"Uuwi na pala ako!" natatarantang sabi ko pa tska tumayo at kinuha ang bag ko. Agad na lumabas na ako sa bahay niya at naglakad palayo.

I shakes my hands as well as my body. Tumalon talon pa ako sa paglalakad para mawala ang lakas ng tibok ng puso ko dahil doon. This is wrong...I shouldn't felt this way towards him lol.

Kung si Drix nga na ilang taon na nagpapahiwatig ng nararamdaman niya sa akin, pero hindi ko maibalik balik paano pa kaya itong lalaking to?

He was literally suicidal! He wants to kill himself for good, while I kill for fun and satisfaction...

Medyo nakakalimutan ko ata ang hangganan ko dito. I came here to stay away from danger and not mess around. I shouldn't let myself be close to the people here. I can't trust them.

Nandito na ako ngayon sa isa sa mga kotse namin nang magpasundo ako sa isa sa mga bodyguards ko, nakakalat lang naman sila sa paligid. I can immediately call them whenever I want.

Nagpahinga na lang ako sa kotse. I grabbed my notebook and started reading the notes that I had taken down. I must distract myself and stay away from everyone as much as possible. It was foolish of me to think I could live a normal life.

As we arrived at the mansion, it was always the same; the emptiness of the place screamed. Umakyat na ako sa kwarto at inihiga ang sarili ko.

"Kuya..." I whisper to myself as I can feel a teardrop from my eyes, "Mga traydor." I said as I let it rush down to my cheeks.

I can't help but cry, "I miss you, k-kuya..." my voice cracked as I said those words.

The heavy feeling from my chest started to take over me again, I can't do anything but to hug myself and cry.

I miss his voice, his presence, how he scolded me, how he got angry, how he shouted, and how he cared for me. I miss my kuya...so much.

Kahit gaano pa katagal, hindi ko kayang matanggap na wala na si kuya. I can't see my life without him. He was the person who's beside me everytime I'm having panic attacks because of my trauma.

I can't remember anything before I turned 7. Doctors said it was because of some traumatic experience that happened when I was a kid, but every time I asked about that, no one wanted to answer my question. I do have a huge scar on my torso from my underboob down to my hip. It was so huge that it covered half of my upper body.

I was in the middle of a breakdown, missing my brother, when I remembered something.

"Si Ate Zin!" sigaw ko at mabilis na bumangon sa kama ko at hinanap ang phone ko.

Zinadia Claire Pimenova is Kuya Cloud's fiancée. I don't know where they met, but I know their love story is something that you can read straight from a book. She was my brother's obsession, before he disappeared.

Hindi ko alam kung anong nangyari sa kanilang dalawa para mabaliw ng ganon si Kuya sa kanya. Nung una ay ayuko rin sa babaeng yun, pero maganda siya at mabait, yun nga lang hindi siya galing sa mayamang pamilya. She was broke, but she was my Kuya's "home"when everything got heavy.

While slowly browsing my phone contacts, I finally saw her number I immediately dialed and waited for her to answer.

"Ate Zin!" I shouted as she answered the call.

[Hera? Why are calling? Did something happen to you?] nag aalala na tanong sa akin ni Ate Zin.

Umiling iling pa ako, kahit na hindi nya naman yun makikita.

"None! I just missed you! It's been so long since we talked." I said excitedly and answered her worried question.

Simula ng mawala si Kuta hindi ko na rin nagawang kausapin si Ate Zin. I've been locked in my own mind thinking that I'm the only one who's hurt from my brother's disappearance, knowing that Ate Zin also lost her fiancé.

[I'm happy to know...but why did you call?] she spoke with curiosity in her tone.

I stayed silent for a bit, thinking why did I call her.

"I'm having one of those nights again Ate." I muttered, I could hear her sighed.

[Is this because of Cloud?] she asks as I nod, even though she can't see that gesture.

[I also m-missed him too, Hera...days don't pass without me thinking about him.] Her voice cracked as my chest started to feel heavy again.

Maybe it was wrong to call Ate Zin in this kind of moment, we both have negative and sad thoughts because of Kuya's disappearance. Pero sabi nga ng math teacher ko negative times negative equals positive, hehe.

[But you know Hera?] she muttered as I listened, [I believe he'll be back.] words from her that make my tears rush down my cheeks like they are in a race.

[He wasn't dead, Hera. He'll come back to us, trust me.] she added; I agreed with her silently as I covered my mouth to prevent myself from bursting into a loud cry.

"I-I know." my voice cracked; she was right; Kuya would be back.

He wasn't the type of person that would embrace death just like that, after all he was Uri Cloud Salviano.

Inabot na kami ng madaling araw ni Ate Zin dahil sa pag kwekwentuhan tungkol sa buhay at syempre tungkol kay kuya, kahit papaano ay nabawasan ang bigat na nararamdaman ko. It's great that I talked to one of the most important women in his life.

Ayaw ko mang aminin pero pangalawa lang daw ako sa buhay ni kuya hmp! At first, I got jealous of Ate Zin to the point that I also did some bad things towards her before.

Nagkaroon naman ako ng character development ng mapagtanto na si Ate Zin nga ang una at laging nasa tabi nya kapag kailangan niya magpahinga sa mundo.

As we finished talking, I just stared back at my ceiling, letting a big sigh out. I stood up as I walked in front of the huge portrait of myself beside my bed. I stared at that portrait for a while, landing my hand in the middle of the frame as it started to scan my biometrics.

In the blink of a second, the portrait became a secret door leading to another room.

I walked through the hallways as a huge room appeared in front of me. The room was filled with different jars and preserved things for my collection. As I opened the lights, a huge preserved eagle stood in the middle of the room, filled with jars of eyes.

My feet started to have their own mind to walk to the table at the end of the room as I sat in my swivel chair. I can see all the collections that are placed here.

This room is a secret museum of my family, where we put our different collections. I was in charge of taking care of the family obsession. Human bodies of different sizes, colors, structures, and textures were in here.

My eyes traveled to a huge cabinet full of jars of eyes; that was my obsession. Collecting the eyes of my victim who didn't deserve to be in this world...the eyes of the devils.

I tilt my head as I think about how I felt towards Waige earlier... Was it a crush, or was I just interested in making his eyes mine?