Depression Plutus (Curse #4)

CHAPTER 2 Cruel

OTTILIE POV

When I woke up, a sharp pain throbbed in my neck. I groaned as my blurry vision slowly cleared. Cool dirt pressed against my body, and all I could see were grass, mud, and trees. Something felt wrong. I tried to move, but my body wouldn't budge.

At doon ko lang napagtanto na nakalibing ang katawan ko sa ilalim ng lupa!

Mangiyakngiyak akong nagpumiglas, "No. No. Ayoko dito," I gasped, trying to move my arms, my legs, anything, but they were trapped under layers of dirt.

I was horrified. I screamed, tears flooding my eyes.

"Tulong! Maawa kayo sa'kin, tulungan niyo ako!"

Ngunit nang napagtanto ko na wala nga pala akong kapitbahay, ngumawa ako ng mas malakas. Lokong, demonyo 'yon, bakit naman niya ako binaon sa lupa! Ang gwapo-gwapo pero ang sama ng ugali!

"Are you done?"

The voice cut through the air, cold and sharp. I twisted my neck painfully to see Plutus standing over me.

"Siraulo ka ba?! Bakit mo ko binaon dito!" Singhal ko sa kan'ya.

He had a shovel in one hand, a glare plastered on his face, his sapphire eyes glowing with irritation. He dragged a chair in front of me and sat down like a king surveying his prisoner, staring at me with pure contempt.

"Serves you right," he said flatly, his voice laced with anger. "Here's the deal, you're going to undo the spell. Right now." His fingers tightened on the shovel's handle. "I can't get back home, and I'm stuck in this cursed little house of yours. And if you don't fix this?" He tapped the shovel against the ground, a warning clear in his eyes. "I'll bury you for good, and you can say hello to the afterlife."

Nangilabot ang buo kong pagkatao sa sinabi ni Plutus.

Seryoso, gagawin niya iyon? Bakit naman kasi sa dami ng matatawag ko ito pang demonyo na may saltik sa utak. Pero kailangan kong magpakabait, mahirap na baka totohanin niya ang banta niya.

Kaya nagdrama-dramahan ako at sinimulan ulit umiyak ng malakas.

Baka sakaling maawa.

"S-Sorry na! Oo gagawin ko na!" Pagmamakaawa ko. "Maawa ka sa'kin 'wag mo kong patayin!"

Plutus rolled his eyes, clearly annoyed by my crying. "Oh, for crying out loud, would you shut up already?" He rubbed his temples as if my sobs were giving him a headache. "Your voice is worse than the spell you messed up."

Suminghot ako, "Madami pa akong pangarap sa buhay, maawa ka kamahalan!"

Mukhang hindi gumana sa kan'ya ang acting ko.

He suddenly stood and leaned closer, his shadow falling over me.

"Listen," he growled, leaning closer, "you're going to fix this, and if you screw it up again, there won't be a second chance. Got it?"

Mabilis akong napatango-tango, "Promise! Aayusin ko 'to!" Mabilis na sagot ko. "As if naman gusto kitang kasama sa bahay ko," bubulong-bulong kong turan.

“What was that?” he asked suspiciously.

"Wala! Sabi ko gagalingan ko!"

Plutus just clicked his tongue then plunged the shovel into the ground, digging up the dirt around me with swift, forceful movements. As the soil loosened, I struggled to pull myself out as I stood, brushing the clumps of dirt from my clothes.

“Get inside,” he ordered coldly, pointing toward the mansion behind us. “And fix this mess.”

I swallowed hard and hurried back toward the house. Ang loko, sa backyard pa talaga nito naisipan akong ilibing.