The Stray Kids of Edogawa Rampo

So Not You

So Not You

"Who am I to start with?"

J U N E  Cortez
December 16, 10:25 pm.
MOA, Sea side.

"Twelve," I called and he suddenly stopped walking. We've been walking for quite some time now and I know we don't have an exact destination to go to. His steps are brisk and big, as if he's trying to run away from me but doesn't want to make it obvious. He sighed heavily and turned to me.

"June," he said, his tone sounds like defeat and exhaust. "Kung sesermunan mo 'ko, sa HQ na."

Napahilamos ako ng mukha, "Twelve..."

"Sa bahay mo na ako pagalitan, please. Wala silang asin dito, 'di mo 'ko mapapaluhod."

I smirked at him, "Sinong may sabi na sa asin lang kita papaluhurin?"

His face turned serious, "...ay weh?" sabi niya. Sinamaan ko siya ng tingin at pumameywang.

"Look, Twelve," I brushed my hair up in distress. "This is the perfect time where we need your composure the most, pre. Seriously."

"Why?" he grinned grimly at me. His eyes are sharp and cold. "Nervous? You thought I'll kill him?"

Lumapit ako sakanya at dinagan ang dalawang kamay ko sa magkabila niyang braso. Annoyance is welling up in me and it takes every inch of me not to punch this guy.

"Fuck, yes, bitch," I spat at him, firmly. "We know you, Twelve. You definitely can."

Nakipaglabanan siya ng tingin sakin ng ilang segundo. I can see his jaws clenching. This is it. This is Twelve. He have anger management issues and when it kicks in, everything in his sight just go red. Alam kong alam niya 'yon sa sarili niya kaya siya naiinis ngayon. He hates himself more than anyone after all. Pero kahit pa ganon, kailangan namin siya sapakin nang makapag-isip ulit siya nang rasyonal.

"I'll repeat what I said," I said firmly towards him and took one step closer. His glares are still sharp but I remained calm and composed. "This is a critical time for us, we need your working mind here. Umayos ka."

Sininghalan niya lang ako saka umiwas ng tingin. He ran his hands through his hair and grinned at me. "Inuutusan mo 'ko?"

"Yes, that's an order," sagot ko. "If you decline subordination, I will pull you out for this task."

"Sabi ko nga, 'di naman papalag eh. Tara uwi na tayo."

Tarantado talaga 'tong adik na 'to.

He walked past me and led the way back to our troupe. I really hope he's okay though. Twelve's stamina is so close to invincible already but his mental health is very fucked up. If someone will say that Twelve is a psychopath, I will definitely agree. If left not supervised, he might really go on a rampage. Buti nalang sa poder siya ng mga pulis napunta dahil kung hindi, 'di ko nalang alam kung anong mangyayari. Sumunod ako sakanya at kalmado kaming naglakad papunta kaila Crysa.

"Tara uwi," sabi ni Twelve sakanila saka dumiretso sa van. They all shot me a puzzled look. Mukha kasing marami silang gustong sabihin and they wanted me to call out a meeting. I just smiled at them.