Artesia
TW: Mention of Blood, Death Threats
I can't help myself but to feel the thirst, having this dry throat and mouth. I wanna have some water so I reached for the glass of water I placed on the bedside table before going into bed earlier, eyes closed.
Wala sa sariling napabangon ako to make my way out of the room to get myself a water, half awake. Maybe I drink this glass of water kanina, just can't remember. That explains why this is empty--
"Hi there, Miss." Napahinto ako nang madatnan ko ang kung sinong hindi pamilyar na human sa living area, naninigarilyo pa. How unethical...
Pormadong pormado nga but he doesn't have the looks. He gives this off vibe, cheap.
Naubo nalang ako sa baho ng amoy ng usok ng sigarilyo na binuga niya. Oh freak... God knows how much I hated smokes specially this kind of one. Napaamoy nalang ako sa buhok ko, I can't afford to smell ridiculous that I'm too lazy to take a bath.
Pinaningkitan ko ito ng tingin saka itinaas-baba ang magkabilang balikat.
I think I'm seeing things now because of my thirst.
That's right! I'm so genius talaga that I figured it out.
Tinalikuran ko ito, completely ignoring the creature and head to the kitchen. Binuksan ko ang fridge and kinuha ko doon ang lagayan ng tubig to refill my glass and drink water, eyes closed.
It feels success for me to have water gliding down my throat like I've never had this for decades na para bang naglakbay ako sa kalakihan ng Sahara Desert.
"Really? Ignoring me like a fucking ghost?" Narinig ko ang boses niya sa likuran ko kaya naman hinarap ko siya, iminulat sandali ang mga mata. He's really weird, appearing out of nowhere just like that? Is he somewhat has this ability of endermans in minecraft? What do they do na ba? Yep. teleporting! That one!
If he's ano somewhat related to enderman, I have to make sure if he's really real kaya naman inambahan ko siya ng suntok. My fist haven't even touched his ugly duckling face, he already flinched.
How OA...
Nadadala na lang ako talaga sa antok ko that I didn't even care about this human. Kaya, ipinikit ko nalang ang mata ko, trying to keep up my balance, half awake.
I heard him clear his throat. "I-Uhh... came here 'cause I want to tip you. Better spend your days living the best before I kill you."
Iminulat ko muli ang mga mata ko at bumungad sa akin ang tingin niyang puno ng poot at galit. At some point, this feels like it happened to me na before. But, never mind.
Napatanga na lang ako after minding those stupid thoughts of mine that I experienced this before, trying to recall it when and when. But what's making me feel hell is that the fact that I don't know what to do now that he's pointing a knife on my neck. Mas lalo niya itong idiniin and I can feel my blood dripping out which is making me panic, my heartbeat racing.
I-I can't afford to die... Not w-when Howard' spoiling me with those Doraemon figurines--
"W-what's happening...?" Naguguluhan kong tanong. My vision' making me dizzy. It's going in circles... I don't know anymore what to do. Hindi ko na talaga kaya kaya ipinikit ko na lang ang mga mata ko, napasapo sa ulo. Kumapit ako sa may counter para suportahan ang balanse ko pero not even a seconds passed, I was blackout.
"I don't care how many times you betrayed me. Oo, magpapaka-martyr ako sa'yo because I love you. That's how I love you, Isha." I can hear someone talking to me? But Isha's not my name.
