Bad Boy's Slave [BxB]

Chapter 8

HUMAMPAS ang malamig na simoy ng hangin na siyang nagpasayaw sa mga sanga at dahon ng punong nakapaligid sa dalawang binata.

Tahimik ang paligid at tanging kaluskos lamang ng mga nagsasalpukang mga sanga ng puno ang maririnig. Walang nagtangkang magsalita. Lahat ay tila nag-aabang sa mga susunod na gagawin ng presidente at ng hari. Maging ang mga ito ay nanitiling nakatayo sa harap ng bawat isa, nagpapakiramdaman.

Both of them were anticipating their next moves. Kasabay nito ay ang mabibigat nilang pagbuga ng hininga sabay sa agaas ng hangin. It was as if they were calculating the current of the wind as a trigger on when they will start.

"Jet, alam mong hindi ko kayang sakta---"

Hindi na natuloy ni Ethan ang nais na sabihin nang biglang inatake siya ng suntok ni Jet. Gayunpaman, nakuha pa ring maka-ilag ni Ethan bagaman mabilis ang naging pagkilos ni Jet. Muling umatake si Jet ngunit tanging depensa lamang ang ginagawa ng kabilang panig.

Jet was slightly getting pissed in chances that he was attacking but Ethan did nothing but avoid. Naiinis siya at nababagot. He's getting riled up by every seconds of not feeling the usual adrenaline that he was experiencing with his daily fights. This was not the usual fight that he was used to have. For Jet, this was just some kind of a fucking circus. But Jet ain't a clown.

"What's wrong? Why such a runaway? Takot ka bang mabangasan 'yang mukha mo?" Jet mocked.

"Jet you know I wouldn't dare hurting you," Ethan said, trying to convince the tall guy to stop the foolish fight they were doing--- though he knew that it was nothing yet near of a fight.

"That's bullshit, Ethan. What's your reason then? Ba't ka pa pumunta rito?" Iritableng tanong ni Jet.

"I wanted to talk to you. Like, the way we used to... hindi lahat ng bagay madadaan mo sa basag-ulo, Ares. I wanted you to realize that Sam doesn't deserve--"

"Wow, Luke. You've never changed," Jet tilted his head, getting amused for a moment. Peke pa itong ngumiti. Muli niyang ibinulsa ang mga nakasaradong kamao. Napakunot naman ang noo ni Ethan.

"You're still the same good kid that wanted nothing but to be praised. Acting decent? Really? Psh, don't be silly, you know you aren't. Because how can a child born with the form of adultery be decent?" Gumuhit ang isang madilim na ngisi sa labi ni Jet.

Binalot ng ingay ang tahimik na gubat nang tumawa ang ilan sa mga kasama ni Jet dahil sa munting rebelasyon na isinaad nito. Some hauled with 'oh's'. Ethan's eyes widened. His fist balled automatically and his teeth gritted immediately.

Ethan suddenly attacked. With movements similar to a flash, he initiated his first attack succesfully. Agad na tumama ang isang suntok sa mukha ni Jet na gumulat sa ilan sa mga kasamahan nito. They never expected those acts from Ethan. Nagulat sila sa bilis ng ginawa nitong pagkilos. Maging si Jet ay nabigla dahil sa hindi inaasahang atake mula sa kanilang presidente.

Pero imbis na mainis o damahin ang sakit na dulot ng suntok nito ay tila ginanahan pa si Jet. As if he was waiting for that attack from Ethan. The ignition on the pit of his stomach were oozing all over his system down to the edges of his veins. He's now feeling the anticipated adrenaline.

"Bawiin mo 'yung sinabi mo," may pagbabantang saad ni Ethan. Malalim ang boses at madidiin ang bawat pantig nang isawika niya ang mga salitang iyon.

"Dad sought to love Mom. Sinunod niya lang ang gusto ng puso niya," Ethan explained.

"--- na mangaliwa?" Jet chuckled, ridiculing the boy before him.

"More than your Dad," mabilis at mariing sagot ni Ethan. Bumalik ang seryosong ekspres'yon sa mukha ni Jet.