@ZenonAdvena
Haha, mag-return pa ba ko bilang writer? Baka wala na magbabasa ng gawa ko eh. I'm about to graduate by the way. Been a very long busy journey, legit ngayon lang nagka-actual free time to give focus on my old hobby. It sucks but a great best friend told me better late than never kaya baka mag-give ako ng chance at mag-try. Ano sa tingin niyo?
so yeh, made an update last night. and also some changes to the past chapters (ch.1 & ch.2). try checking it out to see the new stuff i put there. final edits too. love with the details and extensive narrative haha. unofficially back but yeh. ciaoo for now
JUST VERY IMPORTANT NOTICE. MY STORY 'WRONG& RIGHT' WILL HAVE A MASS EDITING. POSSIBILITIES FOR LARGE CHANGES AND ADDITIONAL NARRATION WILL BE PUT. ADVICE TO REREAD THE WHOLE STORY FROM THE START FIRST. SORRY FOR THE INCONVENIENCE.
SPOILER PART 2
There was a deafening stillness all over the whole living room. No one is planning on talking at all. I didn’t mind the awkward atmosphere though and just stay alert.
I regret being too focused on the Japanese psychopath because the next thing I saw just made me feel odd at myself. Sana winked at Jihyo who just shifted uncomfortable in her spot. That somehow bothered me even more than the fact that Minatozaki is here. Before I can even think lucidly, my body moved on its own.
I hastily walk to Jihyo and grabbed her arm before dragging her with me. “Let me borrow you for a moment.” I almost slurred as I say that too quickly.
My brain failed to function and left me blank when it was suppose to be thinking of an idea to cover up my weird action. I shakily roam my eyes all over the place to see a way to escape.
SPOILER PART 1!!!
My family was bankrupt and is on the run from some organization that wants us dead. Mom and Dad are both heavily injured after protecting my sister and me from a planned car accident. I’m beyond desperate and pained from all the suffering.
Yet I’m at loss when she paid for my parents’ surgery and took me under her wing. Chaeyoung saved us wordlessly. She never asked anything in return. She granted us the liberty to do what we really want.
My family simply requested for a small foundation to start living a simple life and she quickly gave them that. She proffered such support instinctively. I saw how my parents tear up from gratefulness. I also feel indebt for the rest of my life after that, which is why I followed her and became her member while forgetting the risk of doing so.
I gave my loyalty to her good cause with big respect while she showers us with her trust and humbleness. It was perfect. Everything was great and lively … until all of those got crumpled by one shitty fat lie that I stupidly believe in.
It’s ridiculous how I easily lose faith and betrayed my own savior. I’m such a terrible person. I really messed up and is walking around in guilt. Even my family will surely be infuriated over my foolishness.
I’ll never blame Chaeyoung if she’ll despise me. Our sins, my sins, are far from forgivable. ‘I deserve her anger. And if it’s death that can erase the mistakes I’ve done, then I’ll gladly accept it.’
“Dark clouds will appear if you keep looking so solemn there, Unnie.” A very familiar voice snapped me out of my own world. I immediately twist my head that I almost felt my neck cracking from the sudden movement.
Right there at the open door … is my best friend, standing firmly while holding a basket of fruits with a bright smile on her adorable face.
(a/n: go on and guess who's POV this is haha. this will be a very long chap again so later, part 2 will be also posted. stay tune)
Extra SPOIL!
I was about to slap her arm when the car shifted violently to the right that the force on the back side of the vehicle was too much for us to handle. I thought getting my back slammed to the car’s door was enough, not until the next three seconds scenario passed by like a flash.
XXXX lose her balance and slide towards me, colliding on my front that successfully whacked the air out of me. My drink slips out from her hold and the remaining contents of it came spilling all over my head.
Her magazine seemed to feel left out so it also left her hand and go slapping me straight to the face, the paper stuck and hugging my wet skin.
(SPOILER!!! Reminder, new characters will be introduced.)
A group of five men are talking to each other. They’ve been guarding the captive for hours since she’s been transferred into the run-down place. None of them touched a hair of the girl yet and they planned not to even once the woman gain consciousness. The kept their distance in purpose.
“Nah. Forget the food. If I’m going to eat alone with this diva then I preferred being famished to death.” A guy sporting a platinum pompadour hair said while pointing a finger at the man beside him.
The pertained guy that dons a pitch black faded French crop hair looked offended and adjusted his holster as he glare at the slightly tanned man.
“Such shameful words, you ugly frog. And have you been dreaming lately? Do you think that I’ll also want to share a meal with you? Need me to hit you with my gun to wake you up, dickhead?!” The other guy quickly fire back aggressively that the oldest among them need to place himself in between in order to stop the two from killing each other.
“No fighting!” He shouts. His supposed to be combed and perfectly styled two-blocked brown fringe is already terribly disheveled.
Another man steps in and stressed out, “For once, can you two just chill and not put knives over each other’s necks? We’re on a mission right now so I need you to stay focus and not cause a ruckus.” He calmly stated with crossed arms. His pale pink tousled mid-length layers fit seamlessly over his serious face.
The two gritted their teeth, sparing one last scowl at one another before looking away unwillingly. They’ll be more than happy to strangle each other there and then, but they’ve known by experience that they can’t disobey the older guy’s words when he’s on watch.
“Hey, she’s moving.” The last one suddenly blurted out, making all of them turn around to face the girl on the ground. The woman slowly and weakly shifted her upper body as she flutter her eyes open.
(Try guessing ^u^)
https://my.w.tt/8lj87q4Ti7 Hala shet, may part two ang kacornihan ko.
Part 2 of Teaser haha.
My daydream was stopped shortly after I hear her speak. “We’re going to meet someone in a nearby restaurant. You can eat all you want once we get there.” I arc a brow at that, all the elation in my eyes and mind are long gone.
“You never told me about that meeting or this someone. Is it one of your bitches again?” The jealousy is evident in my tone. I’m too possessive for this kind of conversation. Dahyun turn slightly to my view just so she can give me her stoic expression while successfully hooking her bra.
She took her phone above the accent table which was also where her white polo is hanging sloppily. “Here, check it for yourself. It’s a sudden proposal.” She threw the device towards me and wore her top. “I don’t want any earful of your bullshit so close your damn mouth and just get dress already.” She added while buttoning up her shirt.
I wonder who's that 'someone' ("bitch" in Sana's mind)
Teaser is waving at you!
Here I am, casually checking myself out in the mirror while completely naked. I do this every single day, feeling mesmerize over the exquisite marks engraved deep into my skin.
The reflection of a one in a million art, all the scars and freshly made wounds feed me with nostalgia. The larger vista it leaves, the more I get allured over its never-ending mysteries. Each blemish brings back memories, thousand images of how it was magnificently created.
I’m still fully occupied over my personal business when I notice movements from the bed behind me from my peripheral view.
“Good morning, Darling!” I chirped as I turn around. I was about to pounce at the person under the checkered sheets when I halted just in the right moment before the tip of a flick knife pierce my left eye.