Dark Fairytale (Published under Cloak Pop Fiction)

Chapter 16: Paint It Red

Chapter 16: Paint It Red

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She was driving fast. I could see it in the way the trees and the buildings blurred as we passed them; in every time the honks of the cars we encountered faded behind us. It was as if she couldn't wait to get rid of me. But if she would continue to drive in this pace, then she might really be able to get rid of me eternally from this world.

"Uhm, Miss Veron?" untag ko sa kaniya sa pangambang nakalimutan niyang kasama niya ako. Subalit mukhang maling desisyon ang pagpukaw ng kaniyang atensyon sapagkat inalis niya ang kaniyang mga mata sa daan at tumingin sa akin habang patuloy sa mabilis na pag-takbo ang sasakyan.

"What?" singhal niya.

"C-can you please slow down? At – Oh, God!" halos mapasigaw ako nang isang kotse ang muntik nang sumalpok sa amin kung hindi lang ito agad na huminto mula kalsadang pinagmulan nito. "We might have an accident!" nahihintakutan kong bulalas.

Masama niya akong tiningnan bago ibinalik ang tingin sa unahan ng kotse. She looked mad and furious. Hindi ko alam kung bakit si Miss Veron ang hiningan ng tulong ni Declan at kung paano niya ito nagawa. But it was pretty obvious that she isn't willing help us. Baka nga mas malaking problema pa ang idulot nito dahil as far as I know, I wasn't her favourite student. I doubted that she even has a favourite one!

"I'm really sorry," kinakabahan kong sabi nang kabigin niya ang manibela pagdating sa isang interseksyon. Lihim akong nagpasalamat na walang masyadong sasakyan sa oras na ito.

"Bullshit!" malakas niyang wika. "I'm a busy woman, Miss Devereaux. I have bills to pay and a cat to take care of. And I don't really appreciate it when someone calls me in the middle of the night and drags me into this stupid mess!"

She was using her lecturing voice which automatically made me nervous. It also didn't help that she was adding some profanities in her words and that my survival was basically in her hands.

"It isn't my idea. Sorry na po talaga," halos mangiyak-ngiyak kong paumanhin. Paano kung ibagsak niya ako sa History class dahil dito? Or worse, paano kung bawiin niya ang scholarship ko?

"Your apology doesn't matter! You've already woken me up on Sunday morning. And it doesn't even have to do with going to church! Damn it, Emily Devereaux! If you're going to have teenage sex, might as well do it with protection and with a guy who's going to drive you home safely afterwards!"

What? Was that what she was thinking all this time?

"No. No, it's not really like that, Miss Veron. Nothing happened between me and Declan. I swear!" namumula ang mukha kong pagtanggi.

Kunot-noong tinapunan niya ako ng tingin at nakahinga ako nang maluwag nang ibalik niya agad ang atensyon sa daan. Mukha namang naniniwala siya saakin subalit hindi ko pa rin mapigilan ang hiya na nararamdaman ko.