Forbidden, Yet Allowed (Griyego #1)

Chapter 3

FYA - Scratch

"Drive faster!" I almost shouted at him.

"Geez! We'll die at this point!" Pagrereklamo niya pero binilisan din naman niya ang pagmamaneho.

Sinipat ko siya at mas tinuonan ang pansin sa taxi kung saan nakasakay ang lalaking posibleng kasabwat sa pag kidnapped kay Mama. The drive of the taxi was fast, I don't know if it's because the man noticed that someone is tailing him.

"Ayon! Turn left!" I pointed quickly.

"Why are we even following that taxi?" Naguguluhan niyang sinabi.

"Don't ask questions and just follow it," iritado kong sinabi.

Narinig ko naman siyang napabulong. "Why am I even doing this?"

My heart was really pounding with anxiety. This is my only chance to know what happened to her. If I don't catch that man, I might not get this opportunity of finding her. Wala na rin akong pakialam kung ano man ang isipin ng lalaki na ito ngayon sa akin, dahil mas marami pang bagay na importante sa akin kaysa sa opinyon niya.

As the taxi have sped up again, I hurriedly pointed where the direction it went to this guy I'm next to. Mabuti na lamang din at binilisan na niya talaga ang pagmamaneho niya. Lilipat sana siya sa kabilang linya nang biglang sumulpot ang isang jeep kaya agad niyang napaliko ang sasakyan pabalik sa linya namin, ang kaso ay sa pagkanerbiyos sa pagsulpot at pagbiglaang busina nito ay sandaling naisagad sa pader ang sasakyan kung saan narinig namin ang malakas na gasgas.

Nanlaki ang mata niya at binalik sa normal na takbo ang sasakyan bago ito niliko kung saan sa kabaliktaran na daan na tinahak ng taxi. Napapikit naman ako. Shit. I lost the guy.

"Shit! Shit!" He repeatedly said as he stop his car to the side of the road.

"Are you okay?" I heard the concerned in his voice.

I sighed frustratingly. "Yes, but that's not important. I just lost–"

"I just had you clean." Narinig kong sinabi niya na napagpahinto sa akin.

I slowly looked at him, realizing that the concern question wasn't for me, but for his damn car!

"Wow..." I whispered as I saw him went out to check on what happened to his precious car.

Lumabas na rin naman ako at kitang-kita ko ang panlulumo niya sa nakikita ngayon. Tinignan ko naman ang nangyari at may mahabang gasgas ito sa bandang side ng front seat hanggang backseat.

"Look what you did!" He was mad as he was pointing the scratched of his car.

"Was I the one driving? Was I the one who placed that wall on our side so your car could get scratched?" I was raising a brow, a bit of annoyed for blaming me.

He looked at me in disbelief. "Sino ba ang turo nang turo kung saan dapat ako pupunta? Sino ang kung makademanda na bilisan kong magmaneho ay parang driver ako?"

I scoffed. "Then, why did you let me ordered you to do that?"

Napahinto naman siya bigla nang dahil sa sinabi ko. He looked at me for a while, realizing perhaps why he did it. Hindi lang dapat ako ang sisihin niya dahil pwedeng-pwede niya akong paalisin sa sasakyan niya no'ng pumasok pa lamang ako. But he didn't, and just obliged to do what I asked him. I know I shouldn't be a bitch to him because he have done me a favor, but I didn't liked how he pointed his finger at me and held accountable to what happened to his car. He was the one who drove it, not me.