I hate you
Every steps that I made was equivalent on how my heart beats, the stairs seems no end as I let my foot touches it's cold ground. The four rooms seems cornered with unending darkness, just like the person who's been here all the time, he let himself trapped in this darkness.
He made himself cornered with his own demons, now that I am here, would it still gonna be the same?
When it comes to him, I always found questioning myself over and over again, over these days without him, I finally realize that I was whining, crying not even trying. I lost my will to get up, I lost my will to see the truth, I lost my will to see beyond what I can see, in the middle of the storm. I forgot to take my courage.
Hypocrite!
I was a hypocrite, kept saying things that I should looked beyond what you can see. However, I was the one who break that word. I've been blinded by the truth, I didn't looked beyond what I can see.
"You're own possession will break you,"
"Pictures don't lie,"
All these times, those men, was right all along. How can they figured out things like that? It's easy for them to let go of hurtful words. Simple, because they're not the one who will bear the impact on what they've said.
When I reached the end of the stairs, I saw the man that I was longing for, he's facing a three computers, and at the screen I can see myself, he's watching me.
He knew that I was coming...
Despite of the hatred that overpowers my emotion, I can't deny the fact that I missed him so much. He's now here, Malcolm's here, in front of me. Damn alive!
I can see Malcolm's hands touching the armrest of the swivel chair, he's slowly squeezing it, until I saw him tightened his grip on it. You're always been unfair Malcolm, you can see my point of view, and not a single chance you let me see your own view.
You're still the same...
Nilakad ko ang pagitan naming dalawa, kaunti na lang alam kong bibigay na ako. Pero anong mangyayari kung aatras pa ako. Hindi ko naman sisimulan ang isang bagay na alam kong walang patutunguhan.
I am just in the middle before I could reached him, when he suddenly turned around and face me. My eyes was glued on his face. I scanned his body and looked on the spot where he was shot. Silly! How could I see it if he was covered with a thick black jacket.
I slowly walked, afraid that he might shouted at me. Totoo ba talaga ito? Siya ba talaga ang nasa harapan ko? Niloloko pa rin ba ako ng mga mata ko? Humigpit ang kapit ko sa album na hawak ko nang tumayo siya.
His hands was crossed, while his face remain impassive, I am really not good in reading eyes. But I know, there was something he was holding back for so long. Hinayaan kong tangayin ako nang mga paa ko papalapit sa taong inaasam ko.
My body reacted before I could think. Walang nagbabago, my mind was always late. Hindi nag-iisip tuwing nasa mahirap na sitwasyon.
Sa tagal kong nakatayo at naglalakad papalapit sa kanya, hindi ko namalayan na halos kapusin na ako ng hininga. He still has the power to intimidate me. Still fuck him! He made me believed that he was dead! Fucking liar!
Nang maabot ko ang pwesto niya, hindi ko alam kung ano ang una kong gagawin. My mind was blank. My heart was in race. Despite of the face that he's giving me, I punched his face hard.
Napa atras siya dahil sa pag suntok ko, anong inaakala niya? Na pagkatapos niya akong lokohin, yayakapin ko siya ng napaka higpit at tatanggapin ulit? No way! I suffered! I almost created my own self inflicted pain. But all these times, he's alive! Fucking alive!
Salubong ang kilay niya nang muling bumaling ang tingin niya sa akin, habang naka hawak sa nasaktang panga. I saw him licked the blood at the side of his lips, he mumbled some curses and smirked at me.
"That was hard," He scoffed.
"Tangina mo! Kulang pa 'yan!"
Hinakbang ko ulit ang pagitan namin para sapakin naman ang kabila niyang pisngi, pero nahuli na niya ang kamay ko. My eyes widened when he grab my waist and pulled me into his hard chest. My anger suddenly melt when I felt his warmed in my body.
I felt his face at the side of my neck and sniffed it. I tried to pushed him, but he suddenly turned me around and snaked his strong arms in my waist and like he always do. Malcolm's palm started to wander in my stomach like a maniac.
He was fucking kissing my nape as I hopelessly give in on his touch. Akala ko ba galit ka Axia? Ano itong ginagawa mo!? Get fucking back to your senses! Galit ka! Galit ka dapat! But why i cannot move my body!
It's like it doesn't belong to me anymore.
Malcolm bit my ears and whispered. "I missed you," and his lips traveled at the side of my neck and bit it. "Fucking much baby..."
His raspy voice was enough to get me back to my senses, Nalintikan na! I grab the situation and pushed his hands away from my stomach and let go from his arms.
"Damn you! Bakit mo 'ko niloko? Sinungaling ka!" Madiin kong sabi.
His eyes became furious when I let go from his touched. You have no right to touched me after all the things that you've done.
"I hate you," I said with my voice shaking. "I really hate you Malcolm!"
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