My hand balled hardly into fists the moment the sedan was out of sight.
Why do I have this feeling that these chromes are toying with me?
I checked the vanity, particularly the DigiCam that he touched at ganun nalang ang pagkabwiset ko nang makitang burado na ang lahat ng pictures na konektado sa kanila.
"You son of a bitch." I hissed bago padarag na ibinaba ang camera sa ibabaw ng vanity.
***
Kinabukasan, huwebes, I decided to leave the house and went to the villa kung saan madalas magkita-kita ang inner circles o zweites. Wala naman akong inabutan sa bahay kundi si Pitch na mukhang busy sa paglilinis ng mga baril niya.
"What're you doing here?" He asked. Na pansamantalang tumigil sa ginagawa niya at tumingin sa akin.
I sighed before tiredly slumping my body on the couch, "I'm bored. Dad, asked to cancel out my job. I got nothing to do."
"Can you handle the Chromes?" Tanong niyang muli habang naglalakad palapit sakin at umupo sa couch opposite sa kinasasalampakan ko.
"Dad said I can't yet. That I'm weak." Napaiwas ako ng tingin nang sabihin ko sa kaniya ito. It was really frustrating to the point na nagrarant nalang ako. It's kind of childish, yes. Pero nakakainis na kasi talaga.
"Hahahaha."
Napalingon ako sa kaniya at sinamaan siya ng tingin sahil sa bigla niyang pagtawa.
"Dammit, Pitch! It was not funny!"
"Hahaha. He really is treating you like a baby. You're still young, I guess." Sabi niya pa habang natatawa, pertaining to my father.
Sinimangutan ko naman siya at tumayo ako at tinungo ang kusina para maghanap ng makakain.
"I just don't understand his huge obsession to keeping me out of anything involving those Chromes. I mean, I was the strongest assassin here, why keep me on the shadows?" Dire-diretso kong sabi habang nagsasalin ng wine sa baso.
"Uh huh, maybe he was just over-protective of you. And you are, indeed the strongest assassin here but with the Chromes, you're as defenseless as the viertes."
Padabog kong naibaba ang basong hawak ko sa counter ng kusina, I glared at his direction kahit alam kong hindi niya ako nakikita.
How dare he compare me with those lowly viertes?
"Why do all of you keep telling me that I'm defenseless against them? Damn. It's frustrating! D'you know that?"
I angrily faced his sink. Everything really is getting more and more frustrating. Nakakarita dahil pakiramdam ko pinagtutulungan ako ng lahat.
I felt something coming from behind me kaya mabilis akong umikot at iniwasan yung dagger na ngayon ay nakatarak sa wooden cupboard above the sink.
I glared at Pitch nang makita ko siyang prenteng nakasandal sa kitchen doorway. Nakaporma pa yung kamay niya after throwing the dagger.
"What the fuck was that for?" Naiinis kong tanong sa kaniya.
I'm in a foul mood, at kung trip niyang makipaglaro ay wala akong panahon.
"Just a simple reminder that you are not weak. Sa pagkakakilala ko sayo, I have a feeling na yun ang pinagmamaktol mo."
Napataas ang kilay ko dahil sa tinuran niya. Didn't he just said that I'm defenseless?
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