WICKED Series: Heidie Lian Salvador

Chapter Two

Chapter Two

Heidie's POV

Pagkatapos ng pagtatalo namin ay agad akong dumeretso sa kwarto.

I give up.

Ayoko na! Sawang sawa na ako.

I am Heidie Lian Salvador!
I know that I already gave up everything I have to get the life I wanted. To live freely and forget everything but now, I suddenly feel like I want it back.

I am done being stepped by shitty person. Ayoko nang maging kawawa, ayoko nang ipahiya ng kung sino sino lang diyan. Ayoko nang basta-basta tinatapakan ang dignidad ko. Ayoko nang dinudungisan ang pagkatao ko.
Ayoko nang masaktan ng paulit-ulit.

Sawa na akong umako sa mga kasalanang hindi ko naman ginawa.

Agad akong naligo at nagbihis.
I immediately changed into something more comfortable...

The typical clothes I usually wear before.Black fitted jeans, black combat boots, black T-shirt topped by a black leather jacket.

I quickly put all my things in my bag. Actually, yung mga files at records ko lang naman yun as 'Lian Salvador' at yung mga personal belongings ko. Hindi na ako nag-aksayang ayusin ang pagkakalagay ng mga iyon sa bag at basta ko nalang iyong isiniksik.

I plopped down on my bed and quickly called my Twin's Boyfriend.

"Hello, Heidie?"

"Tell my sister that I'm on my way..."

"Finally, you decided to leave your asshole of a husband. Rian would be very delighted to hear this."

Heidie rolled her eyes.

"My ducati...Is it still parked outside the mansion?" I asked

"Yeah, actually hinihintay ko lang namang tanggihan mo ulit ang pangungumbinsi namin sayong umuwi. Wala naman akong balak na iwan diyan iyang precious Ducati mo kasi pag iyan ay nanakaw eh talagang gigilitan ako sa leeg ng kapatid mo." anang ni Rylie at binuntutan pa ito ng tawa.

Pinagsawalang-bahala ko nalamang ang sinasabi ni Rylie at muling nagsalita...
"Full tank ba? Walang kahit anong sira sa motor?"

"Yup, full tank. Your sister always had it checked, hoping that one day, you'll come back home and use it." the man answered.

I got the information I needed. No need to prolong this conversation. I turned of my phone and put it inside my bag.

Tumingin si ako sa orasan...

7:34 p.m.

Siguradong naka-alis na si Alfieri pagpatak ng alas otso papuntang bar na sa malamang ay inaya nanaman ng mga kaibigan. Tanging ang mga kasambahay lamang at ang mga Bodyguards ang kasama ko sa mansion.

I tied my hair and looked at the mirror.

Vivid memories flashed unto my mind, remembering who I was before I met my husband. The time where I was heartless and cold. Merciless and Bold. Dangerous and Untouchable.

* * * * * * * * * * *

Three years ago...

(Somewhere in Spain)

I was standing in front of a man with no emotion in my face. He was looking at me in pure hatred as he was seated on that wooden chair, both hands were tied behind his back.

"I will kill you, bitch! Just wait and my men will f@ck you to hell! You will regret this you bitch---"

"Sorry to burst your bubbles but I'm afraid I don't have enough time to spare just to wait for your men. What I need is the information, the answer to my questions, and not your  gibberish shit you're babbling about."I coldly said.

I walked toward him while holding a small knife in my hand.

I could smell something, not his rotting odor but the fear he was desparately masking with his angry expression.

He's slightly trembling but he pulled his shits together and toughen up as if he hd a chance to survive.

Pity.

"You know who I am working for right? The Olympus Circle is someone you shouldn't mess with, especially my boss." I gripped his hair and pulled it back before putting the knife near his throat.
"I'm gonna ask you one more time. Where did you hid the classified documents. To whom did you gave those shit?"

He gulped, "I won't tell you a single word, bitch!"

I closed my eyes in irritation but refrained myself from slitting the man's throat.

I looked at my watch as it vibrated. My partner is calling. I dug the knife on the man's leg which is a wrong move because the fucker just screamed right at my face.

I jolted and unconciously punched him right in the face.

Not my fault, It was my reflex who did that.

I clicked the small button of my ear piece to anwer the call.

" Sage speaking, terminate target. I repeat, terminate the target. Information has been found. I repeat, information has been found." Sage said.

"Copy that." I replied as I pulled the knife and stabbed him multiple time before slitting his throat. I throw the knife on the floor and took my gun before shooting him in the head.

I heard the sound of the engine, signalising that his men were already here.

His men went inside and that is when the bloody fight started.

Gunsgots, blood, dead bodies everywhere.

I almost forgot the details but one thing is for sure, I never regretted anything as I killed with no remorse.

* * * * * * * *

(Present)

I stared at my face, this is me...

Emotionless, Cold, Empty.

Inayusan ko ang sarilu ko habang hinihintay na maka-alis ang asawa ko. Ayokong pigilan niya ulit ako, ayokong hilain niya ulit ako pabalik ng bahay, dahil kapag ginawa niya iyon ay hindi nanaman ako makakapalag. Hindi ko kakayaning umalis. Aasa nanaman akong ayaw niyang mawala ako dahil ang totoo? Ayaw niyang maging malaya ako, iyon ang kabayaran sa kasalanang pilit nilang ibinibintang sa akin.

I found myself unconciously humming 'You are my sunshine' in a slow tempo. The song our mom used to sing us when we were kid, before she goy killed by those men who wanted to get even with our father.

I can feel it, I'm turning back to someone I used to be.

The girl full of hatred in the world.
The girl who feels nothing.

I touched my reflection.
My eyes were sharp, cold, and dark. My cherry colored lips curled into a smile. A chilling smile.

It's 8 p.m.
Wait for me, my sister.