Illusory Of The Deep Blue Skies (Chocolates & Flowers Series 1)

Chapter 5

WARNING: Slightly SPG

Kiss

Elijah:

I'll hunt that fucker tonight.

That was his last message before they left the cafe shop. And I've read it a few times already.

Nakauwi na ako at nakaharap sa laptop pero lumilipad parin ang isip ko sa ibig niyang sabihin.

Hindi ko maiwasang mag-alala. Paano kung mapahamak siya?

The person who attacked me last time was not an ordinary man. He was calculating and skilled at martial arts.

A psychopath. Walang kinakatakutan at masama ang budhi.

Me:

What do you mean? You're not planning on doing anything unlawful, right?

I texted him but received no response.

I sighed, pacing back and forth. I can't think clearly.

Me:

Elijah?

Me:

Hoy! Elijah?

Three hours passed. There is still no response from him.

Is he asleep? Hindi ko tuloy maiwasang mag-overthink kung ano na ang ginagawa niya ngayon.

Kanina pa ako balisa at hindi makapagfocus sa trabaho.

Baka natutulog na 'yon. Antukin pa naman ang lalaking 'yon. Kung saan-saan nalang nakakatulog.

It's already 12:30am, so he's probably sleeping, but...

Why do I feel he's out there unleashing his inner demon?

Na baka gising pa siya at may ginagawang hindi tama. Pero sana naman mali ako.

Nagpatuloy nalang ako sa pagtatrabaho kahit lumilipad ang utak ko sa ibang bagay.

Napatigil lang nang mapansin kung parang may tao sa labas.

Kinakabahan man ay tumayo ako para tignan kung sino iyon.

I grabbed my swiss knife and went outside. I have bodyguards so I shouldn't feel scared.

Pero nakapagtataka kung bakit hindi agad sila alerto na may ibang taong umaaligid sa apartment ko kayong wala naman silang mintis sa pagbabantay.

Are they sleepling? Slacking off?

Hindi malabong mangyari iyon lalo pa't gabi na at malamig sa loob ng sasakyan.

God, please protect me.

Pero kung sisigaw ako, maririnig naman siguro nila agad?

I stopped when I felt someone behind me.

I can clearly see how enormous he is just by looking at his shadow. He's a giant.

Darker than the night. Deeper than the ocean.

I turned around and came to face Elijah.

I gasped.

"W-What happened?" I asked him worriedly. His face was covered in blood.

He did not move, but the sides of his mouth rose slightly.

"He got away," he answered, unhappy. "But I almost killed the motherfucker's henchman, though," he added apathetically.

I was shocked by what he said.

And he spoke as if it were nothing. Even his voice sounded frigid.

"W-What have you done?"

"The asshole who dared to hurt you got away, but he won't be for long. I won't stop hunting him, and I'll make it personal and bloody." His baritone voice was venomous and acidic.