NAVARRO SERIES 1:Caged By The Ruthless

CHAPTER 10

My own kind of SOCCORO RICKS.

She's Ylona Garcia in real life. Actress from the Philippines but currently staying in Australia.

My own kind of EXUR NAVARRO.

He's Bailey May. Singer, Actor, Model he's a member of an international group Now United. Also an artist from Philippines but I don't know where he is right now.lol

They are discovered in PBB an artist search in the Philippines before.

A chose them to be my characters because they are beautiful and handsome perfect match.

But you can also choose your own kind of SOCCORO and EXUR. Might send me pics and I'll rate it.

They look together, aren't they. Actually they are love team in showbiz. I just love them both. But I don't if they are still together because they are far from each other and Bailey became busy into the group he was in.
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Socorro Ricks

" Good morning New York! ", Bry screamed as she got herself in the stool. She seems in a good mood as her wide smile didn't fade till now.

Creepy.

I wonder what made her act like that.
Since she's known being grumpy every morning because she's not an early riser neither I. Yet she still wake up first before me.

I arched my brow while examining the hell out of her. She's not even daring to give me a glance huh. Mind you she greeted the whole New York not me.

Take note not her best friend who cooked her breakfast and not also her best friend she's living with.

I waited her to greet me but it seems forever. She's ignoring me as if I don't exist and she started digging on her plate.

Is this for real? Me being ignored?

I cleared my throat trying to get her attention yet it's all useless as she keep on eating and it bothered me really.

I started thinking on some reason that might be the cause. I stood putting my plates on the sink. And I have two reasons, first I'm thinking about Bry's behavior and second was to let her wash mine because I'm sure she'll refuse to do it and then she'll brag to my room and complain.

I went directly to my room so I could start packing my clothes. I didn't yet informed Bry about this, I'm still looking for a chance and honestly I don't know when would it be.

Though she can't do anything about this yet it was her right to know where I'm going to for her to have a clue nor not to worry about me. Later this day I'm planning to tell her but partially......... not the truth. It will be all lies but reassuring one.

It was all wrong I do know, unfortunately who I to blame myself if since the very start I don't have a choice. Everything is vague, completely baffling me. It's better for her to stay clueless if that's what make her safe.

I don't have control to the world, I can't predict what would happen in the future more over what my Mom might do if everything turns down. I don't want to be in a situation that Mom will use harm because of my disobedience. And I don't know if it would be just Mom that I'll be dealing with or there would be someone else also.

Once she found out about this she'll be furious, that's the reason why I'm pursuing this, to find what makes her act like this one like she's hiding something and curiosity is building more on me. When that time comes I assure the Bry will stay safe and unharmed because she doesn't know anything about my plans.

To be honest it's hard for me to accuse my own Mom, blood and flesh, and I won't ever accuse someone without proofs and evidences it's just that I know she's capable of this. It's easy for me to say this because I already go through with it when I refused to give up on her what I inherited from my grandparents. See? Just because of the money and wealth, she chose to harm me.

I'm already done packing in two luggages but there was no Bry came and it's make me more suspicious. Already an hour passed still there's no sign of her coming over even though her room is just across mine.

Instead of drowning myself of waiting, I looked for my bag which I used yesterday remembering the envelope that I was about to open unfortunately I dozed off to sleep instantly when I lay down to my soft mattress.

Inspecting the envelope I found nothing to it's exterior even a small symbol nor writing. The exterior was plain white but smells good something like a lavander. My brows knitted as I carefully opening the paper afraid that I might ruin it. I fished what it contains and I found nothing but photos.

I look each photos is horror as I realized who was onto it. I can't believe what I'm seeing it's making me dumb into terror and numbness.

It was me. Me wearing nighties. Tears start to erupt as I'm flipping the other photos. They are taken to different angle and different night, I can say it because the nighties I'm wearing aren't the same.

Who's behind this? How they took these shots? These are just some of the questions I wanted to have an answer that filling my head. Since it's only me and Bry who live here, I don't know who should I blame because it can't be Bry there is no reason for her to do such things. She's not able to do this, she's to good to be the suspect.

Tears rolled down my cheeks, holding the pictures tightly like I don't want to let it go and begone because my life is depends on to it, unexpected sobs escaped from my mouth didn't realize I'm already hiccupping using my both palms I covered my mouth to prevent the sobs.

I want to have someone to blame yet I don't have any suspects. I doubted that it's Mom nor Aunt because they doesn't know where do I live and they don't play games like this.

My face pooled with tears hugging my knees and continue crying in silent.

It's look like I was being supervise nor stalk but I don't have any idea who's behind all of this of all clothes I'm wearing why when I was on my sleep wears. It must be coincidence and no matter it was it's still not right.

I should be more scared because the person might be psychotic nor maniac. What's so more if he's a serial killer and I'm his victim this time.

I do have a face and body to be proud of and wear something showy like other millennials but I never anticipated that it will end into this.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

" Coco are you alright? I heard you sobbing are alrighty? I'm all ears you know that. "

I wiped my tears in prompt and hide the photos under my bed. I stood and fixed myself not wanting her to see me in this state.

     LADYKITTEL