Knotted Conundrum (Project:Mystery #1) [COMPLETED]

Chapter Thirty-Three: In or Out?

Chapter Thirty-Three: In or Out?

Mavis' POV
"Flare! Ayos lang ako. I told you, I'm fine!"

"No, I need to heal those wounds. Ikaw naman kasi, you led us to your former organization's den further. We could've been killed if you do not have the ability to fight them back."

After the little fight between us and Kuya Benjie's anti-Death Note team, which I found out that was named Orions, we proceed on getting further the alleyway at nadatnan namin ang headquarters na ganoon pa rin ang itsura. Binati kami ng mga nagbabantay do'n, 'yon nga lang binati kami ng mga putok ng kanilang mga baril.

And as I wanted to deny the truth, Flare is right. We could've been dead--I could've been dead if it wasn't for my ability to defend myself.

At ngayon, pinatuloy muna kami ng aking ex-boss sa isang private room kung saan tini-treat ni Flare ang aking mga sugat.

"What? I received some information galing sa dati kong boss at kailangan ko siyang makausap para ma-completely alis ako sa organisasyon, I couldn't talk with him on the phone because he is always hanging up," reklamo ko sa kanya.

"Yet you still didn't get what you want," aniya habang ibinabad ang pamunas sa maligagam na tubig na nasa timba katabi niya saka iyon pinunas sa mga sugat sa braso ko. His face is stiff and cold. "They didn't even let you go. The condition wasn't even met in the first place." Huminto siya sa pagpupunas sa akin at tumingin ng diretso sa mga mata ko. "What did you do for them to deny your request? You're the Third Degree of Tentacles, you should've convinced them easily."

Napabuntong-hininga ako. "I did convince them pero mayroong nagsasabi sa kanilang hindi pwede."

Kumunot ang noo niya. Nilalagyan niya na ng ointment ang mga sugat ko. "Someone interfering their decision? They're a mafia, right?"

Tumango ako. "Pero kakaiba ang Ursula QWERTY sa ibang organisasyon. They're just a sub-unit. They're not actually the main organization."

"There's a main organization? From what place?"

"Sa lugar niyo rin nagsimula ang organisasyon," reply ko. "Hindi ko alam ang pangalan ng organisasyonpero alam kong hindi ang Ursula QWERTY ang may hawak ng mga misyong nakukuha nila. Thanks, Flare."

Natapos na niya akong linisan ng mga sugat at lagyan ang ointment ng mga ito. Tumayo siya habang dala-dala ang timba sa kanyang kanang kamay.

"Does it hurt?" tanong niya sa akin.

I hummed as I try to feel my whole body. "Not numb pero medyo napagod ang katawan ko." Ngumiti ako sa kanya. "And you?"

"Don't worry about me. My body is used to this," sagot niya.

I huffed. "Yeah, right."

"Are you sure you could go home with you driving the motorcycle this way?"

"Naranasan ko na 'to dati. I think I could manage."

"You think, huh?" Itinabi niya ang timba at pamunas sa isang gilid at inilahad ang kamay niya sa akin. "Give me the keys. I'll drive."

"Ha? Ayoko nga! I said I could manage!"

"You think you could manage," pagkokorekta niya sa akin. "You're unsure. If you want to be safe on riding us home, you will be clear, but no, you're not clear. So, I'll be taking us home with the motorcycle so give me the keys."

Nakaramdam ako nang mainit na pakiramdam sa aking dibdib. Gusto kong magalit at mainis ih, pero bakit hindi ko kayang mainis?  Maybe this is what they mean if you love them, liked a person, you will trust them unconsciously. I can't be mad at him. Why?