Kidnapped By The Possessive Maniac (Under Revision)

Ang Diary

Chapter Eight
Sica's POV

"You have one week to work on your articles. We will publish our 1st magazine in the 2nd week of August"

"Ha? One week?"
"Makakaya kaya natin yun?"
"Ang hectic pa ng scheds huhu"

Kahit pa anong reklamong nagsisilabasan sa mga bibig nila, finalized na yun. Baka di na ako matutulog nito.

"Meeting adjourned"

Nang magsi-alisan na ang lahat ay nauna ng magpaalam si Flare sa akin. Ang naiwan ngayon dito ay ako at si president suplado, Zace.

"Why are you here? Wasn't it clear that you did not passed the screening for the club?"

"Sorry po talaga, sir——"

"——cut the sir."

"President?"

"No"

"Kuya?"

"The heck?"

"Oh siya sge Zace na nga lang. Zace, wag mo agad akong ereject sa club niyo." nilapag ko ang dala dala kong certificates simula elementary hanggang high school.

"Ano to?"

"Credentials. Proofs. Just years of experience being a gazetter member. Graduates as a chief editor last year. Kung gusto mo assess me. If I fail your standards, I will quit. Hindi ko pa nga napoprove ang sarili ko sayo eh tapos ganyan ka na sakin" nakanguso kong sabi.

"Young lady, If you think your sweet, catchy articles will impress me, well to inform you it does not." dumilim ang mukha niya na nagbabadyang palilisik ang mga mata. "We write articled about murders, abductions, gamblings weapons, sex. Facts not rumors. I don't think you can do that. Are you that brave, lady?"

W-what?!

"Read that" may nilapag siyang magazine na may hindi kaaya ayang cover. It is a picture of a group of guys na nakaluhod, maraming pasa at may isang nakatayo na may bitbit na paddle. "March 2011's copy to enlighten your mind. Then if you think you are fit here, send me a news article about what happened the disaster during the basketball match, after that the verdict will be given to you, by me"

Halos mapugto ang hininga ko ng diinan niya ang magpasabi sa katagang me.

Mali yata ang desisyon kong mapadpad dito, sa lugar na to. Even smart people can do evil things. It's just, undescribable. Paano ko magagawang magsulat ng purong karahasan. Ng binuklat ko ang magazine na iyon, they even had an abituary of the people who died——

"Oh god!" why? They died inside the school premesis? Bakit? Anong nangyari sa kanila? These poor bodies, who ever did this is not human.

The more page I turn, the more gruesome articles are there. Even in the entertainment section, they wrote how a girl's confession being gang banged.

Dali dali kong sinara ang magazine nang mapansin kong may isang makapal notebook na nasa kanto ng mesa. Nilingon ko ang nasa likod kong pinto pero tila wala na si Zace doon.

Sa makapal na cover na tila gawa sa mamahaling papel, may nakasulat na...

"Zeck"

After my class, curiousity striked me that I even took that notebook myself. Alam kong napakaterror ng lalakeng iyon pero may sariling utak ang mga kamay ko at kinuha yun.

Since bakante naman ako ngayon ay sisimulan ko ng basahin ang laman nito.

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February 10, 2011

I am writing this as my point of view of what happened today. The mistakes that changed my life.

The big boss beat each of us like we are going to end up our lives in hell. We ran out of time ans fail our mission. The first ever failed Harada in history.

We never missed but we eventually got unlucky today. We fucked up the plan and took a wrong target.

"Hi Sica!"

"Ay KABAYO! Ano ba Cley, ginugulat mo naman ako" sabay tiklop sa diary ni Zace at itinago sa ilalim ng desk. Dapat pala akong mag-ingat dahil baka magilitan ako ni Zace.

"Ano yang binabasa mo ha?"

"W..wala."

Nginitian ko siya at umupo naman siya sa tabi ko habang nginunguya ang kinakaing peanut brittle.

"Sayang yung laro noh? Ang laki pa naman ng ipinosta ko"

"Pumusta ka sa school natin, Cley? Panalo na sana tayo non eh."

"HINDI." deretso niyang sagot.

"HA?!?!! WALA ka bang tiwala kina Quirt?"

"Bakit mo kilala yun? Dami mo na friends ah, ako, si Arsen, at si Quirt naman? Sino na naman kaya kasunod?"

"Saka si Flare." umusog ako konti sa kanya. Ganito lage ang ginagawa ko, ang bulungan siya. Nasanay na rin yata siya sakin. Lol. "Dinig ko sinabotahe daw yung laro?"

Tila nagulat siya sa tanong ko.

"Ang galing mo ng sumagap ng balita ah?"

"Sge na. I need more info."

"Well, actually. Nahuli na ang may gawa. Ang headcoach daw ang maypakana non."

"Ganun? Sa sariling teritoryo pa natin?"

"Money can make things possible, Sica. Him, and the people involved is in a death row now"

"Ano?! P-pero.."

"Hmmm, no buts. You are here now kaya you have to normalize death her just like tossing a coin in the water."

"Sino ba may hawak sa kanila ngayon?"

He faked a smile na may halong panunukso. Ano na naman kaya ang nasa isip nito? Parang hindi ko gusto kung ano man yun.

"You really want to know?" I nodded. "Your new friend, Quirt."

"What?!"

Arsen's POV

Konting konti na lang mababali na itong kutsara at tinidor na hawak ko. Ba't sa kanila sumasama't nakikipag usap siya? Ha? Mahirap ba akong pakisamahan? I can behave if she wants to! But she's the one making my blood boil!