Huntress

Chapter 10: Last Round

Chapter 10: Last Round

NANA'S POV

He scoffed.

All 1. Isa na lang, bagsak na'to. Gusto ko lang ipamuka sa kanya na hindi ako isa sa mga stalker niya. I emptied the last drop of my water. Ibinato ko sa gilid yung bote.

Pansin ko lang, lagi niyang hindi ginagamit yung right arm niya. Siguro hindi pa yun totally magaling. I got an idea.

''Fine.'' I said. We formed ourselves ready.

Ang dami ng nanunuod sa'min. They circled around.

''Let's start!'' I attacked. Whip here. Whip there. Left beat! Right beat! Lift! Kick! Lift! Kick!

''You're desperate'' Wess said between our fights. Ang sugasig din ng mga patama niya.

''Baka effortless'' inis ko sa kanya. The smug! Playing safe lang siya sa mga bagsak ko.

''Tingnan ko lang kung saan ang itatagal mo.'' I said.

''Aaackk! Fcvk!!''He moaned. Namilipit siyang bumagsak sa platform. I aimed sa kanyang kanang braso mo.

A round of applause to the boys' side. Girls were just like stabbing me to death after I won over our match.

Natapos yung club meeting na yun bago bumalik yung mga instructors. Akala ko matatalo na'ko, ang tangkad niya rin kasi eh.

WESS' POV

I can't believe this. I'm a black belter but it's my two losses by a newbie girl? Yung babae sa parking lot then ngayon yung lemon chic na yun!

Nandito ako sa parking lot, sa loob ng Black Ferrari ko.

Ramdam ko pa ang kirot sa braso ko. She's a white-belter pero iba siya gumalaw.

Beep! Beep!

Ibinaba ko yung window. Si lemon chic. Nakasakay siya sa black Ducati 848 EVO. She took off her black helmet. Dumungaw sa window ng car ko.

''Kaya pa? Need an Uber? ''she chuckled. Nang-iinsulto ang mga tingin niya sa akin. Nilingon ko siya.

''Uber? Low class lang sumasakay dun. Kampante ka namang napuruhan ako.  If you want-- race? Ano?'' hamon ko sa kanya. Tapang din. Basa pa yung mahabang buhok niya na halatang kaka-shower lang after ng duel namin. No makeup, walang arte sa katawan, ibang klase.

''Race? Not, interested. How's it feel? Double-dead arm."

Lemon said sabay suot ng helmet. Humarurot siya ng mabilis. I coughed. Ang usok! Pesteng  yan!

I dialled my phone...

Calling...

 secretary greeted.

''Choi, I'm here in Manhattan.'', sabi ko.

''Mr. Wess Chan, what can I do sir?''

''Send me a fvckin driver now!'' I shouted.

NANA's POV

''Mom, I'm okay staying with Wynwyn. Ayoko sa hotel, wala akong makausap dun.''I'm on skype.

''Nana dear, I was just worried about you. You even hid the gang group you were involved before that brought you four times in hospital. Who knows? Somebody's tailing you.'' Mom obviously worried. I felt.

Yes, fourth time nakong na-admit sa hospital wherein I was shot by a bullet 3 times sa likod ko saka lang na-figure out ni Mom and Dad na nainvolve kami sa gangfights. Sa abandoned building sa McGrawville nagka-one-on-one kami with Mexican gangs, malapit lang yun sa North town line, Northeast of Bellville.