VAGUE

CHAPTER 6 (PART 4)

CHAPTER 6

-PART FOUR-

-DURING THE CONFRONTATION-

-ANOTHER SIDE STORY HAPPENING-

Felt the panic begin like a cluster of spark plugs in my abdomen. Tension grew in my face and limbs, my mind replaying the last attack. Breathing became more rapid, more shallow. The thoughts are accelerating inside my head. I want it to slow so I can breathe but they won't. My breaths come in gasps and I feel like I will black out. My heart is hammering inside my chest like it belongs to a stallion running for its race, an equally ghostly hypodermic of adrenaline pierces my heart, unloading in an instant. I feel my ribs heaving as if bound by ropes, straining to inflate my lungs. My head is a carousel of fears spinning out of control, each one pushing my mind into blackness.

"Ugh!... you... brat where are you?"

"why'd don't yah pick up your phone"

Impatiently walking, biting finger nails as I walk on a vise versa direction, back and forth to be exact. I kept on dialing her phone hoping to be picked up.

Ughh! Answer your damn phone

"Stop moving back and forth, maybe she's thinking details from what happened" he murmur while sitting on his precious sofa full of bruises

"oh! Really! She's fucking drunk!" I cussed in front of his face while repeating to dial her digits.

"I know, but she's somehow fine, she's our Lycko remember?" he calmly stated

"how can you be fucking calm?... she's your girlfriend for Pete's sake" grab his collar out of anger but he just stares at me blankly

Your hopeless mate!

"If somethings happen to my sister... I promise... I'll punch you to death" I angrily shout as I release his collar.

"Isn't these not enough?" asking question while pointing to his bruises that I give to him

"that'll never be enough!"

...

-FLASHBACK-

A shallow quietness spreads all over the study, a compelling one. the brat girl stands up and walk away.

I know her feelings

As when Lycko finally leave the room, Drain immediately follows her.

I decided to have a break from everything, walking through the hallway when I hear a two voices talking.

It's them

I can't help but to eavesdrop on what was happening on the other side, leaning my ears against the curtain makes me hear their conversation.

"I didn't know you liked my rum that much?" he chuckles as if nothing happened and treating her like in same old days

"ever since you planned to leave and pretend your own death" as she utters the line it obviously stated sarcastically.

"I'm sorry" seems like he's full of emotion.

"yeah!... you're sorry"

I heard sobbing

Is she crying?

"I'm sorry"

His staring sincerely towards my sister

And it's fucking painful seeing her in pain

"how many sorry?... I... uhhh... I understand that this was important to you and I get that"