Week had passed....
That week, wala namang nagbago sa routine ko. May dumagdag lang, si Eve.
For heaven's sake, she's really sincere for being my girlfriend! Cinareer na niya ate ko.
And here's me... Walang kaalam-alam sa trip ng babaeng 'to.
But base on my observation, she grow. Pagkatapos nung huling krimen noong gabing 'yun, hindi na nasundan pa pero may mga threatening death sa ibang mga tao.
Hindi ko pa rin masabi hanggang ngayon kung siya ba talaga ang may gawa kahit umamin siyang pumatay siya– I feel like, I'm having a hard time to believe her. Pakiramdam ko hindi talaga siya ang may gawa, she's just claiming herself to it.
She's just a kid.
"How are you these past few 7 days?" I asked her while she's writing something on her death note.
"Doing good." Seryoso niyang sagot na tinanguan ko lang.
Isa 'yan sa mga improvement niya, she taught her self to answer specifically, not just like before na walang connect 'yung sinasagot.
"Alright, kaya mo na bang ikwento ang nakaraan mo?" I asked again, doon siya natigilan mula sa pagsusulat.
Asking their history to gather information if they have a trauma or tragedy in their past is necessary for us, psychologist, na hanggang ngayon hindi ko pa nagagawa sa batang 'to.
"It's okay, puwede naman–"
She sighed. "I grew up alone. Just me and myself, I didn't had the chance to play with other kids like normal kids doing. I didn't experience childhood."
I bit my lower lip when I hear a sadness on her tone. Napahigpit ang hawak ko sa ballpen ko.
"Why?"
"My father used to be strict to me, until now, he always say what I need to do... which I always follow. I always stay in our house until I turn teenager, I didn't experience birthday parties, even big events... and a debut."
I blinked multiple times. Hindi ako nakahanda para dito. Base sa pananalita niya, walang bahid na kahit anong emosyon.
"Did you even think of escaping his life?" I asked again, pero marahan lang.
She shook his head. "I don't."
"Why?"
"Because..." She lifted her head, agad nagtama ang tingin namin. "Of my mom."
"Do you mind if I ask again, why?"
"I don't want to leave her with my father. Do you know why I love blood?" She paused, binigyan ko lang siya ng nagtatanong na tingin. "It's because the first time I encounter a blood... it was my Mom's blood."
Literal na natahimik ako sa narinig. Hindi kaagad ako naka react at nakasagot.
"It was caused by my father, he beat my mom... and I tried to stop him, then my Mom's blood touched my skin." Patuloy niya.
She sighed again bago binalik ang tingin sa death note niya. "Da fing alles an... I think that's the only part of my history I can share for now."
I nodded my head as a respond. "I'm proud of you, Eve. Thank you for being brave to share that. I'm sorry for it." Sabi ko, but she didn't answer.
"Gusto mo ba munang magpahangin? I'll come with you..." I asked, doon lang ulit siya nag-angat ng tingin sa'kin.
"Can I ask you a favor?"
I nodded my head.
"I want to live alone... can you convince my Dad? for me?"
