A Slayer At The Vendetta (Town of Laodicea Series #1 COMPLETED)

TWENTY EIGHT: A SLAYER THEY MADE

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Soundtrack theme: "Born for this" by Paramore

Warning: Graphic content, do not read this chapter while eating.

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Ever since that burial day of my Mom and Dad, I kept on my mind the purpose of my living. I am young and confuse that time, but I know what my heart really wants. Auntie tried her best to help me recovered from trauma and agony. I've been on a therapy too, because they explained to me that I'm having a depression. 

Nightmares are keeping up at night that time, the sound of gunshots, my parent's cry, my screamed. It's all coming back as if torturing my heart and mind. So Aunt Ruth asked for medical guidance, to help me get through with it. But it didn't work. 

I spent most of my two months summer into hospitals, for tests and therapy. Kuya Lyric and Ate Trina have kept me sane, they played with me all the time, even I don't talked to them. They are really nice for making me laugh with their jokes. I found myself smiling again to them, even it's still hurt inside. 

I overcomed the depression, yet I still have the anger in my heart. It never leave. It stay there. I'm back to my normal eating habits and eight hours sleep at night. I asked Auntie to enrolled me in school, but she said i'll be homeschooled. At first I didn't like it, because I won't able to have friends anymore. But Auntie told me something.

"There are so many fake people around this world. You cannot trust people anymore, you could fall for their tricks and they will take advantage of you. They will use your money, your name and the power of our family. It's better to be with your cousins, they mean no harm to you."

It makes sense to me and honestly, I would rather to be alone than to give trust to someone who will result to my failure. Auntie told me many things about her plans, for our revenge. She said I could be an asset to the family, if I will obey all her commands. So I chose to obey her. 

My routine that year and the next year is kinda boring, that what's my Auntie told me, to just focus to my studies and be excellent always. Aunt Ruth and Uncle Paul treated me as their own daughter, they bought me any things that I'd like. We traveled every sembreak and christmas season with Kuya Lyric and Ate Trina. I enjoyed every moment with them, it almost made me forget about the death of my parents. 

The anger is still here tho.

I celebrated my ninth birthday with just a family dinner with them, they want to throw a party for me but I didn't let them. Because the last time I've thrown a one, my parents died. So I'll just have a simple dinner with the new important people in my life. Although the pain in my heart is hard and unable to cure, yet these people are trying their best, to be always there, by my side to endure all of it. 

"You should change the color of her room, honey," Uncle said to Auntie. 

We've done eating already, they're just having a wine, while I sipped to my apple juice. Cute right?

"Do you want me to change the color of your room hija?" Aunt ruth looked to me.

"Yeah, if it's okay with Auntie," I answered casually. 

My voice never came back to a sweet and alive again, it's now cold and husky. A lazy cold voice. 

"Red is her favorite color now Auntie," Kuya Lyric chimed then looked at me, "May I know why Tasha?"