Her Darkest Secrets || J.EB

{Chapter 11}

Chapter 11: S.O.S pt. 2

SAMANTHA

Napasinghap ako't agad na napabalikwas nang maramdaman ang malamig na tubig sa aking muka. Laughters then filled my eardrums, followed by an excruciating pain on my wrist, leg, stomach, on my back, then on my neck. Na para bang hiniwa ito ng paulit-ulit at pagkatapos ay nilagyan ng maraming-maraming alcohol.

My sight was slowly adjusting to the light of the room. Habang unti-unting lumilinaw ang ang aking paningin ay kasabay doon ang unti-unti ding pagbalik ng lahat ng mga ala-ala tungkol sa nangyari bago pa man ako mawalan ng malay.

My dad and I, we were ambushed. There were five black vans in total, 20 plus masked men, and two snipers from each buildings on our side. Our bodyguards and drivers tried to get us away from the red zone and protect us but unfortunately they were all shot dead.

I could still remember Gil and Stag, the last of our men standing. They tried to save us but unfortunately, we all forgot about the enemy's advantage. We forgot about the snipers from up above. At isa-isa ay kinuha nila ang buhay ng dalawa sa mga pinakamatapang at tapat na tao ni papa.

My dad tried to pull me away pero hindi ako gumalaw. I just tood there and watch how they killed each and every one of our people. There were a lot of dead bodies everywhere. Blood and bullets were scattered all over the cold and rough cement.

Hanggang sa biglang tamaan ng bala si papa. I tried to go near him pero biglang may dalawang malalakas na braso ang humila sakin papalayo sa aking ama. I tried to get loose from their grip and fight but they wounded me. I couldn't move.

I saw how they pushed my father to kneel down in front of a man masked in white. My father begged for our lives, convincing them that we'll keep everything of this quiet and give them the money they want. But they never listened. Until..... until he shoot him. And I.... I couldn't even do anything to stop him.

I.... I failed to save my father. I failed to save him. I failed myself. But most of all, I failed him... twice.

Agad na namuo ang luha sa aking mga mata as my breathing got heavier. It wasn't trauma anymore that made my heart palpitate. It was the fact that my father was gone, and the people who are behind it was just standing a few meters away from me.

Unti-unti kong tinaas ang aking paningin sa kanila. Hindi alintana sa aking paningin ang mga nagbabadyang luha sa aking mga mata. I can perfectly see them all. Lalong-lalo na ang lalakeng naka-upo sa isang silya sa harap ko at nag naninigarilyo. He was wearing an all-white suit and a black tie. His shoes was as shiny as a diamond. Ngunit hindi ko makita ang pagmumuka nito.

Unlike these men around me, hindi nasasakupan ng liwanag ang lugar kung nasaan ito ngayon. Idagdag mo pa ang suot nitong puting fedora at ang makapal na usok ng tobacco sa silid.

I roamed my eyes with furrowed brows and knew that I was in a cold and small room. May isang maliit at mukang malapit nang mapundi na bombilya sa itaas. At nasa gitna ako ng buong silid. I was all tied up in a small heavy wooden chair. May telang nakatakip sa bibig ko, preventing me from talking.

Agad akong nagpumiglas mula sa mga tali. I didn't care about the pain, I didn't care if my wounds will bleed again. All I want for now is to kill each and every person I see inside this fucking room! Sila ang mga taong pumatay sa papa ko! Sa papa ko!

Nakita kong lumapit sakin ang isa sa mga naka-itim na kalalakihang nakapaligid sakin. They were all wearing a black mask. He went near me and pulled down the cloth from my mouth, I took the chance and bit that man's hand.