Mandela Effect ( Countryhumans )

Chapter 4 : Green tears

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Blood was dripping from the same place kuya martial's bullet bruised me.

"Hmp, if I kill you now that would just make me a murderer" he said and withdraw his gun back to his pocket.

Oh thank sweet baby Buddha! He was serious in killing me just now!!!

Davao immediately went to my aid but I think I'm definitely drained today.

What is the purpose of living...

"I'll be going back to my country, thanks for the call again, ASEAN " kuya Greg shook hands with papa ASEAN.

"If there is trouble, just call me" He said with an earnest smile.

Kuya Greg then returned him with a nod and when he faced me, his lips immediately turned into a frown.

Sheesh.

"I'll be going home on my own" he snarled and walked pass me, brushing my shoulder away.

Well I wasn't going to invite him to ride the plane with me, I don't want him to see me throw up.

But I knew it, he's different here...but it's good that I expected it or else his words and actions could've hurt me emotionally.

Kuya Greg is my older brother, and he's always been there when I need him.

But right now I can't and I'm all on my own right now.

Davao placed his hand on my right shoulder to which made me jump and snap me back from a trance.

I winced when I finally realized that my cheek had a scratch of a bullet again.

What is wrong with people and their love for guns?

"My lady" Davao softly spoke with a worried expression.

I soften my gaze and nodded at him "I'm okay Davao, it was just a scratch"

"Feel grateful that your brother didn't finish you off here" Malaysia said hands crossed on his chest.

I sighed and just decided to ignore him, this isn't my Malaysia so it's better to ignore.

"Hey! You bitch!"

I pop a vein when I could no longer take it "okay, I had it with your mouth Malaysia, it doesn't suit you! Your mouth is dirtier than your asshole so shut up!" I yelled which surprised them.

They froze from their position with eyes wide with shock.

I bite my lower lip and tried my best to hide a pained reaction.

This hurts me more than it hurts you okay?

"You can't be like that! You can't talk like that after what you did to Indonesia!" He whined like a kid who's toy was taken.

Ugh! Seriously!

I rub both sides of my head as I try to contain my annoyance.

Think of mangoes philia, think of rice, think of food! Calm yourself!

"I'll never! Ever! Forgive you!!!"

Ah, I almost picked up the metal ash tray from the coffee table and slammed it on him.

Thank goodness it was just in my head...

"Thank you, sir, again, for your time and kindness" I faced papa ASEAN and bowed slightly.