Losing Grip

Chapter Twenty

Gail Gracia's PoV

Naalimpungatan ako ng may marinig akong bumukas. Napabalikwas ako ng bangon at may pumasok na tao sa kwarto ko. The room is too dark to see who entered the room. In panicky mode, dali dali kong ini-on ang lampshed sa side table ng kama ko.

"Did I wake you?" Lyra asked.

"No. You creep me out." Napabuga ako ng hangin. I felt relief. Why am I even worried about my safety? This is Ellyra Montreal's home for pete's sake.

But you're still worried, Gail. For you and for Lyra.

"I'm sorry. I was just going to check you. I see, hindi ka pa fully nakarecover kahapon." She sat on the side of the bed and held my hand. Napatingin ako sa kanyang seryosong mukha.

"I'm going to protect you, besh. I won't let you get yourself in danger again. Not now that you trust me with your safety. I was so worried about you yesterday. Thank god he didn't dare hurt you but still he won't get away for scaring you. The hell with him!" She furiously said. I'm very happy to have Lyra by my side. I hugged her and she did the same for me.

"Thank you, besh. I know that you can protect me but I don't want to drag you into this mess." I cried while hugging her. Yeah, I didn't have siblings but I have Lyra as my sister. I have my friends and they're on my side.

"I drag myself in, besh. You're the sister I never had. So as long as I have my power and strenght to protect you, I'll lend it to you. I'll protect you. Even I'll kill that asshole with my own hands." She said and let go of me. I shook my head.

"I don't want your hands to get dirty because of me, besh." She held my shoulder and smiled. She wiped my tears using her hand.

"My hands are already dirty, besh. That's what mafias do. Dirtying this hands for you are much worthy than those other people I killed for my father. Don't worry, besh." I didn't say anything. I just hugged her back. Pero napabitaw ako ng mapansin ko ang get-up niya.

"Where are you going?" Tanong ko. Naka-black skinny jeans siya at black leather jacket with white spaghetti top sa ilalim. She's even wearing a low cut boots. Nakalugay ang straight at color dark chocolate na buhok niya.

She look gorgeous!

"Underground. I have to clean the mess, the newbie made." Isinuot niya ang half-mask niya. Ang mata niya lang ang nakikita ko ngayon.

"Mess? You'll kill again?" Normal na tanong ko na lang. I know mafia's do dirty works. At kahit isa si Lyra sa kanila, I love her. I accept her.

"Nope. I'll just going to beat their asses up." Tumango-tango ako at tiningnan ang mukha niya. She looks like an assassin. A cool assassin. Well, Lyra really is a cool mafia heiress. But, bakit kailangan pa ng mask?

"What's with the mask?" I boredly asked again. She rolled her eyes at me.

"I don't want someone to see my face when I'm going to knock them down." She answered and stood up.

Secret identity? Parang si Kaneki mylabs ko lang?

"Now, don't stress yourself too much. Get back to sleep and rest. I'll be back soon." Pinahiga niya ako sa kama at hinalikan sa noo.

Papalabas na siya ng kwarto na pinagamit niya sa'kin when I asked her what time is it.

"Two thirty-three in the morning. Get back to sleep now, besh." Lumabas na siya ng kwarto. I sighed.

She really care for me, a lot. I can't afford to lose her. I love my best friend.

I closed my eyes and tried to get back to sleep. I won't think about what happened yesterday. I should forget about it now. Worrying to much won't help me.