The Bad Girl's Depression

Chapter (M) - Mighty

A/N: Characters sa Media. :)
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SOMEONE'S POV

[Hello?]

"I need your cooperation bstard." The guy whom I called did not say a word. Alam kong kilala na niya kung sino ako.

[Anong kailangan kong gawin?]

"Meet me at ***** tomorrow 9pm sharp. Don't bring anyone with you except yourself. Mark my word."

[Fine] I immediately ended the call.

"AAARGH!" I feel annoyed whenever he's shouting in pain. If he would just talk, he won't be experiencing all of this shts. But I had to admit, I love the sound of his agony. It's just the beginning of all he had done to her.

I stepped forward to him. He looked at me still smiling. But I know he had killed me in his mind several times in different ways. Too bad, I'm doing it to him.

"Are you tired?"

"Hahaha! Sinasayang mo lang ang oras mo! Sa tingin mo ba kapag pinapahirapan mo ako ay magsasalita na ako? TANGA! Kahit patayin mo ako, hindi ako lulubod sayo!" I slapped him with my gun. Kating kati na ako patayin siya pero iba ang gusto kong gumawa sakanya non.

"Just wait. Wait 'til I find the girl whom you just rape years ago. And after that, you won't be able to say your last word."

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GENEVIC'S POV

It's still 4am in the morning. I've decided to take a walk. Before I went out I glanced at the sleeping guy on the sofa of my room. I smiled at the fact that he wants to sleep in the sofa because he wants to protect me from the Monster living under my bed. He keeps on pushing that there is really a monster under my bed. For all I know, he just want to be in my room. Yes he's stupid. But I find it very adorable.

I can feel the cold breeze that are now crawling on my skin. Geez! I should've brought jacket with me. All I'm wearing now is a thin-black sando and gray jogger pants.

I have this feeling that this cold breeze is comforting me. I never felt comfortable with cold weathers but this time I feel, comfortable and also it drives all my negative thoughts away from my mind. Funny, but it still did not drove away the horrible thing that happened to me years ago.

I sat on the sand and hugged myself. I leaned on the coconut tree as I watch the water from the sea moving back and forth. Do bodies of water feel depressed whenever people leave them after they had a good time with them? Do they also feel lonely? Damn. And now I'm talking nonsense.

I sighed and felt tears came from my eyes. Realizing that I am already crying. The pain, the loneliness, that I have been bringing in my entire life, shoot me again. The feeling of being lonely is the most depressing part of life. People make efforts for you not to feel it but sadly, you still feel lonely. Thinking you are left alone, even if you are not. Hurting yourself, randomly, physically or mentally satisfy you.

Now tell, me, how would you understand people like me?

Comfort me with words don't even affect me.

Showing efforts makes me smile yes, but I'm still broke.

Telling me I'm not alone never did made me feel okay.

I'm a hot headed person and impatient as well. Nobody likes to hang around people who are hot headed and impatient right?

I don't care about people. I don't even want to be with many people.