Clean Murder

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Clean Murder


T W E L V E Levent
December 29, 1:00 pm.


Kung may inviting aura lang siguro ang loob ng bunganga ko at kung hindi ako nasa taas ng light house ay malamang pinasukan na ng langaw 'yung bibig ko. My jaws dropped in an instant when I saw them jump off the sea. Walang ibang nagawa 'yung mga humahabol sa kanila kung hindi ang panoorin sila lumubog sa dagat. Napailing ako, napaka-witty.

"Traydor."

'Di ko na napigilang ngumisi nang marinig ko ang nanggagalaiting boses ni Isabella Wysteria. I turned around and saw her, what once a calm, composed, and sophisticated face of a pure elite woman was now turned into an intense frown. She looked like a lioness waiting to shred my flesh.

Ngumiti ako sa kanya at nag-unat, "Duh, you don't know?" I told her and glanced at the ocean. It was sparkling under the full moon's light. Though amoy isda nga lang ang paligid. "Sila nga na-traydor ko ikaw pa kaya?"

She laughed smugly and flipped her golden blonde hair, "Why, of course, what am I even expecting? That you will be true to your words? Nonsense!"

"Ikr."

"If you're thinking I'll let your friends off the hook, you're wrong. I won't let them escape. I'll make sure they all drown to death," she said, going back to her composure. She flawlessly pulled a revolver from her fur coat and smiled, "Meanwhile, I guess this is time for us to part ways."

"Oh no, ma'am. How cruel for you to ask a young man to part ways with such a beauty like you."

She ran her fingers at the gun's tip, "Too bad, but I don't want your company," she said and aimed the gun at me, "You're going to die, Twelve Levent."

I closed my eyes painfully and swallowed, "I guess, you leave me no choice," I stepped forward and took off my white hood. I smiled and invited her to a big, warm embrace. "Guess I'll have to take you with me."

Her eyes widened upon seeing what's on my body. Well, no, sorry to disappoint you pero 'di six-pack abs ang nakita niya. Putangina, six pack ribs pwede pa. Come to think of it, ilan nga ba ang ribs natin? Anim ba o walo? Feeling ko odd number 'yung akin.

Anyway, may bomba akong suot-suot kaya siya nagulat.

"W-What..." her lips trembled, "What are you doing?"

"I thought it looks cute on me," I beamed. "Kasi punyeta naman, ilang beses ko na bang sinabi sa inyo na hindi ako takot mamatay tas hanggang ngayon 'yan pa rin pinananakot niyo sa akin? Kayo nalang kaya? Kayo nalang mamatay."

Naglakad ako papalapit sakanya saka tinutok ang baril sa bomba. "Go, nang magsama tayo sa impyerno forever."

"Are you freaking crazy?!"

"History will remember us a romantic suicidal couple. Though medyo malayo ang age difference natin, it's fine. Uso naman mga sugar mommy ngayon."

She slapped me straight in the face. It made an incredible sound which echoed inside the dark tower. My jaws felt misaligned, it does hurt. She glared at me in great fury and with gritted teeth she asked, "Anong gusto mo at bakit mo 'to ginagawa?"

I grinned sarcastically and pushed my hair back, "Ano bang sinabi ko sa inyo, ma'am? Sabi ko, you must make an alliance with me. Let's work together and help each other since we have the same goal anyway. I want Edogawa, you need the money," I said and clenched my jaws. "But what, Madam Isabella Wysteria? After you got Zen, you planned to dispose me, right? You planned to kill me after you get everything that I can offer. 'Pag wala na akong kwenta, saka niyo ako itatapon."

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