A/N: Do not proceed if you haven't read the previous chapter. But if you already did then go ahead and enjoy reading!
James
"May humahabol sa akin." Marco's voice was circling in my head. And I hated it!
How he went missing? Was he serious about he said yesterday? May humahabol ba talaga sa kanya?
Damn it! Now I am thinking and worrying about that little pig. And why the hell I care? Kailan pa ako nag-alala sa ibang tao. He's not even my concern. He's just my classmate.
Matapos kong ihatid si Mena sa academy tower ay agad akong bumalik sa organization building. I still have a lot of things to do there.
"Hey." Walang ganang sambit ni Lemuel.
He's leaning on my swivel chair and facing the newly installed monitors in our clubroom. He's doing some talk now and I don't like it. Ayaw kong makipag-usap o makipag-plastikan sa kanya but this bastard is sitting on my swivel chair.
"Don't sit on that." Saway ko sa kanya. I had to do some actions bago pa niya angkinin ng tuluyan ang upuan ko sa loob ng kwartong to.
He turned to me, confused. "Why?"
"Just don't."
Nagkasalubong ang kanyang mga kilay at may pagtatakang tumayo sa kanyang puwesto.
Napanatag ako kahit papano. Pero naiinis parin ako sa presensya niya. I wanted to throw a grudge of fire on him but I can't just do it. I am fusing every time I saw him, and I am always thinking of killing him. But I can't.
Considering that he's ahead of strength than me, I can't just lay a hand on him. I should have a plan before shutting him down. And besides as Mena said, we are a team. For now.
Umupo siya sa mono block chair at nanatiling tahimik. Hindi ko na siya pinansin. I grabbed the boxes that I loaded down earlier. Inside this boxes are my minions.
"So... you're good at this. I thought you're just good at...running."
I stopped. From my shoulder I secretly looked at him. Napalunok ako ng laway, kumikirot ang natutuyo kong lalamunan.
I turned to face him. "What do you mean? What are you talking about?" Of course it's a lie. Alam ko ang tinutukoy niya. Bakit niya pa naalala iyon?
"Wednesday. Sa underground parking lot. You were there, right?"
"I--hindi ako sigurado. There was so many things happened the other day." Many huh? Think about it. "But yeah. I was there, and I guess you were there too."
Our eyes fixed on one another. Walang kumakalas. I was observing every move of his eyes and how the way he looked at me, he wants to know something.
His cold eyes are intimidating and pissing me off at the same time. "Oo, nandoon ako--"
"Kicking some ass." I took the liberty to reveal what he was doing there.
"I was defending myself. You know that group, they are trouble makers, bully." He reasoned out.
"Why would they bully you, mas mukha ka pa ngang basaguliro kesa sa kanila?" I asked. "Baka naman may atraso ka?"
His forehead crested before he shook his head. "It's not the thing. I--it's complicated." He clicked his tongue. "Now back to you, why did you run?"
My eyes flinched. He was serious while throwing that question. Nagkatinginan kami.
"Why did you chased me? Takot kaba na isumbong ko ang ginawa mo sa grupo ni Lacsamana?" Sunod-sunod kong tanong, sinusubukang ibahin ang sitwasyon.
