CHAPTER 2

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SAMANTHA~

I'm not a party girl but you can always find me inside a club. Lights stared to dim party music started to play. It seems like everyone was enjoying, the place was loud. Someone grab my left arm. Ugh this is the hard part whenever you're inside a bar, some guys just don't know how to work with the word respect, for them every girl who enters here is a fucking hoe that they can use for a one night stand.

"Tatlong segundo. Bitiwan mo ako." I said it in a warning tone.

"Pakipot ka pa? Don't you know me?" He said in a seductive voice. I look at him.

"How about me? Don't you know me?" He gave me a questioned look.

"Yes you're my playmate for tonight babe."

"1"

"So c'mon I'm a good bed warmer."

"2"

"3"

I smash the beer in his face. I was free by then from the jerk's hold. Kung kaya't mabilis akong nakakilos. I was about to go. He pulled my hair so I moved stiff. Bloody hell! I kick him backward and he fell to where he belongs.

"Bitch! You'll pay for this." He help his self stand. He grab the bottle of beer and throw it to my direction. It didn't even reach where I'm standing, what a damn weak asshole.

"You done jerk?" I move to where he is. He smash me in the face so I spit blood. I didn't saw that coming, a smirk formed to his lip. I automatically punch his plexus three fucking times, and kick his face maybe 6 times. He was pleading, so I stopped. Blood covered his face. You can't even recognize who the hell he is. What a fucking asshole.

A boy is holding his camera and it seems like he recorded the whole scenario so I grab his stupid toy and smash it to the floor the camera shattered into pieces.

"1,000,000 pesos for your broken toy, and to shut your dirty mouth off." I signed the check and handed it to him. I made my exit as if nothing actually happened. Someone caught my gaze. His reaction was amazed by what he saw. He's the guy who's almost eaten by a snake yesterday. Stupid ass-face jerk.

***

I'm sleepy. I haven't sleep since... Ugh when did the last time I went home again? Last week? Ugh bloody hell. My head hurts a lot. I just want a sleep so I drive myself home. It's already 2:57 AM. I arrived at the mansion. I park my car in front of the house since I'm also leaving later, I climbed the stairs towards the front door, I didn't knock yet but someone opened the door.

"Mom?" She was shock, she didn't even look at me. Maybe she is still mad at me. I can't blame her. She walk away and headed upside. I followed her my room is just in front of them. I missed her. I missed her a lot.

"Good night ma." I didn't get any response she entered her room and I entered mine too. I inhaled and exhaled the bad shit but it didn't lessen the pain. Bloody hell. I miss my bed so much. Binagsak ko ang katawan ko sa kama ko, before I knew it I'm already deep asleep.

***

Long ago, real life brought fairytales and castles. Sitting on the edge of my bed I'd bounce and be a princess on a pony. Now I know the daily things, the love life brings it was all a lie. I was born in the wrong generation. Someday I hope to see the fairytales I used to be. But today this is a reflection of strict reality and our own blessed measure of victory. This is life at its finest, I fix my hair went inside the bathroom and made a quick shower, I changed my clothes and went down. I saw my family eating breakfast. They noticed me. I hurried outside entered my car and drove my way to my school.

I park my car I entered my class. Everyone greeted me along the way. I greeted them back. For them I'm perfect, they wished to live my life. Pathetic isn't it? My life is a hell, why would they wish to have it? Because in a snap I can have anything? Everything?

"Have you heard the news?"

"The news about what?"

"About the new student! Ivan Dio Dmitrich?"

"Oh yes, isn't it nice?"

"How about the news about the missing boy of section 6 Emerald?"

"Haven't heard about it."

"Some say the boy is dead, they found his body at the back of the school."

"Don't freak the hell out of me Sofia!"

"No I'm not scaring you! I'm dead serious!"

"How can an international school let murders inside it?"

"SILENCE AT THE BACK!"

I look at the two girls talking their topic bothered me, a dead boy? How can that be? I mean... This is an international school. I just shrugged and continued listening to what our teacher is speaking. While the teacher is busy discussing our lesson someone opened the door. It was him... I don't know his name yet. His reaction was serious. He's wearing a black v-neck and a slim pants combined with a converse shoes. His hair was a mess. He brush his blonde hair using his fingers. He's like Adonis.

"Mr. Dmitrich, you're an early bird today huh" Said Mr. Knights full of sarcasm.

"Thank you sir." Then he headed towards the vacant seat at my back. His perfume is like a drug, it's strawberry mint. I look at him and he smiled. Yung ngiting aso.

"Ass-face" I murmured. Kasalukuyan siyang naka ub-ob sa desk nya.

"OKAY THAT'S ALL FOR TODAY." I put my things inside my bag. Then the lights started to on and off. This is weird. Bigla namang gumising yung kaninang naka ub-ob sa desk niya now he's right beside me, I headed towards the door. The lights are back to normal. Kasalukuyan na kaming bumababa, nasa 2nd floor kasi ang room namin, bigla ulit nagpatay sindi yung ilaw hanggang sa nawalan nga ng kuryente. Bloody hell.

We heard a massive heavy object fell. Everyone was shocked. The lights are back again, nasa hagdan pa rin kami, and what I saw brought chills up to my spine. There was a dead body in front of us. His left arm is missing, bruises and scars covered his body. Naliligo siya sa sarili niyang dugo. Base on his appearance he was tortured before they killed him, some of his wounds are still fresh. Everyone panic. Even me. I want to scream in horror. Nanghihina ang tuhod ko. Tumingin ako sa taong nasa tabi ko, nginitian niya lang ako. His reaction was normal as if he did not saw a dead body in front of us, Biglang uminit yung kamay ko, he press my hands and he look at me. What the hell? Why is a stranger holding my hand?

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