No Guns, No Entry | Gangster Academy: Book 2

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Gangster Academy Book 2: No Guns, No Entry.
(For book 1, kindly proceed to my profile.)

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"Are you okay? Magpapataas na lang ako ng pagkain. Pagod ka pa siguro." I just gave a bored look at him. Actually, I don't care if magpaakyat man ng pagkain o hindi si Lolo. Hindi ako nagugutom. Hindi ako nauuhaw. In fact, wala talaga akong pakialam sa pagkain ngayon. After kong kumain ng mga walang lasang pagkain sa hospital? No way. I lost my appetite.

Katatapos lang tanggalin ang benda sa mukha ko. Pumasok ako sa loob ng walk-in closet ko. I was about to grab a pair of pajamas and tee when I saw that girl sa salamin. I immediately froze. It took me three seconds para maisip ko kung sino ito.

It's me.

It's the new me. I stared at my new face. I can't say that my new face is angelic. An angelic face does smile. I don't. Well, that's good. Smiling leads to happiness. Happiness leads to hurt. Better stop being happy so that you won't be hurt. Nakita ko ang picture frame na nakapatong sa tabi ng salamin ko. Me, smiling with him. I grabbed it and took the photo out. I stared at my old face. Immediately, nakaramdam ako ng lungkot at ng sakit. I loved being Zitty. I loved everything about myself before. Siguro, if someone is not in my situation they would say that I am crazy.

Taking revenge with a new face? They don't get my point. I changed my identity, not because I want to, but I need to. I need to see a different face every time I will look in the mirror. In that way, I will always remember that my life was destroyed by someone who owns my face now. I need hatred. I need that to feel something and not just pure numbness.

I grabbed my pajama and changed. Gusto ko na lang matulog.

10:02 PM

11:30 PM

12:16 AM

Bullshit. Naiinis na hinagis ko ang unan ko. I can't sleep. The hell! It's already 12AM, but my soul is still ready to kill. This is insane. Should I punch myself para makatulog? Ugh. Am I that desperate to sleep? Maybe yes. Kapag gising ako ng mas matagal sy mas marami akong naalala.

I went to the table near my bed. Better get some smoke.

"Shit." Napasabunot ako sa buhok ko ng hindi oras. Anong klaseng mansyon ito at wala man lang akong sigarilyo sa kuwarto ko? Maybe I should fire those maids tomorrow. They are fucking useless. Bunch of Rats who want money. Pathetic.

At dahil sa wala naman akong magawa, I decided to go out. Maybe a walk will make my system better para naman makatulog ako ng mas matiwasay. Hindi ganitong dinadaig ko pa ang nakahithit ng tambutsho sa sobrang gising ng diwa ko.

I grabbed my black jacket. I didn't bother to change my pajamas. Wala naman makakakita sa akin kundi iyong mga guards namin. Sa pagbaba ko nakita ko si Thres. Nakahiga sa sofa at tulog na tulog habang nakakalat naman ang maraming papeles. Damn it. Tulugan ba ng mga hindi gustong umuwi ang mansyon ko? Sira ulo pala ito eh.

Ano pa bang ginagawa ng isang ito sa bahay namin? It's given that he is my protector but I don't need him now. I don't need anyone in the first place.

Tsk. Napailing na lang ako nung nakita kong parang giniginaw siya. Sino ba naman kasi ang nagsabing matulog siya dito sa sala? I think this guy is idiotic. Dahil naiirita ako sa nakikita kong may lalaki na giniginaw sa sala ay naghanap ako ng pwedeng ipang-kumot. After ko siyang makumutan ay lumabas na ako ng mansion.

Naglakad ako hanggang sa may Mini Stop. I grabbed strawberry yogurt and paid it. Aalis na sana ako ng habulin ako ng cashier lady.

"Miss! Sobra po iyong bayad niyo--"