Sibyl Franchette
I grew up with blood in my hands, rules i must obey. I never complain with the kind of life we had. With all the deaths and bloodshed I've seen, i live a happy childhood. A big and happy family.
Everything change when my worst nightmare came. My lust for blood brought me down to my knees, my eagerness to become the best cost my happiness.
I lost everything i have in that fucking pitiful night, my smile, my laughter my sunshine. I become a monster, a merciless devil. My urge for revenge is too hard to satisfy. For years seeking revenge is what i lived for.
And now i am protecting the man who have always been in my side, who share my sorrows and grief.
"Hello dad" i kissed him on the cheeks and hugged me.
"You've change"
"What do you mean?"
Umupo ako sa kanyang harap, he handed me a cup of coffee and take a sip.
"You care"
I care? It puzzles me, what does he mean by that? My gestures told him na hindi ko sya maintindihan. He puts down his coffee and looked me in the eyes with a smile on his lips.
"Timothy, you care for him. You don't know how long I've been waiting to see that you care for someone else other than us"
My forehead knotted.
"Alam mo bang i missed hearing you laugh? Yung mga tawa mong wala kang pakialam sa paligid mo. The real you, my old jolly princess"
"It just that, he is funny sometimes. Unggoy kase yun, and it's just so sad losing him he is rare"
Daddy gave me an are-you-sure look. What did he expect me to say from that monkey? Napakababaero nun at lampa pa.
"Dad, he's my husband now. I need to protect him we live in a world where death is just a normal thing. Walang kaalam alam sa mundong ginagalawan natin"
It's true, i care for him because of the title that he is my husband. And that's it nothing more nothing less—
I felt guilty on what happen to him awhile ago. I told him that it will be okay kung hiniwalayan na nya ako. Because in the first place the relationship we shared is not by our own choice.
I stiffen when he suddenly kiss me 'what was that?' This isn't the first time he kissed me but this one is different, it was just a peck.
I was taken aback when he let go of my lips and kissed me again. This time it's long, he started to move his lips it was gentle. I never hesitated to respond, his lips is soft and the way he move it feels like he's afraid i might got hurt. I am savoring the kissed we shared i am feeling something warm and ——
"Reminiscing on something?"
Shit.
What the hell am i remembering the night after the party?
"Nothing"
Pagtanggi ko kay dad. Did i really change?
No.
Hindi dapat ako magpapaapekto sa mga bagay na ginagawa ni Timothy sa akin.
He was just a like a praying mantis, after a great hot sex, they will going to eat their partners head. He is just good for nothing.
Dad's just smiling like crazy, inismiran ko lamang ito. I just continued to sip my coffee while he's busy on his phone.
"Timothy's in danger"
