Pretty but Deadly

Chapter 17: Two Subordinates

"I have no time for jokes." I told her sternly. Fan? That was one stupid excuse.

"N-No. I'm not kidding around. H-Hear me out first." Mabilis nitong saad. "I was always looking at you in awe whenever you fight. Alam kong hindi mo ako kilala pero totoo ang sinasabi ko. A-alam ko ring kinamumuhian mo na ang organisasyon na 'to n-noon pa lang. Hindi ko alam ang rason dati pero nang malaman ko a-ay naintindihan ko na kung bakit..." My brows furrowed. What the hell is she talking about? Anong alam niya? She paused for a second and let out a deep breath.

"...The D-Don ordered to kill both of your parents and that was beyond unreasonable. I-I know this organization is really dark but I didn't know they can do that to their own members—— "

I cut her off before she could go further. "How'd you know all those things?" I asked with a threat, gripping the weapon tighter. Sang impyerno niya nakuha ang mga nalalaman niya? I'm sure that I only shared that to Max. 'Wag niyang sabihing sinabihan siya mismo ni Max?

"I... I heard it accidentally. I swear! I didn't mean to eavesdrop! Y-you were talking to X-Xam Monteverdi that time. I Promise! It was by accident!"

"You shouldn't told me that you knew things about that matter. Ngayon, mas lalong kailangan kitang paslangin dahil marami ka ng alam na walang pwedeng makaalam bukod sa mga taong pinili kong pagsabihan." Malamig kong wika. Dumoble ang takot sa kanyang mga mata.

"Don't kill me yet!" She exclaimed. "I... I told you that I'm a fan of yours. Trust me, I'm o-on your side! I can... I can be your aid if y-you want! I can help you. Trust me!" Wika niya. Help? Ugh. First is that Katy and now this lunatic bitch?

"I don't need anyone's help." I told her dismissively. "Mukha ba akong naghahanap ng tulong?" Sarkastikong tanong ko sa kanya.

"H-hindi... Pero matutulongan pa rin kita. I'm from the Tactical department of the org. I hold a lot of information. I can give you that information. I... I can be your informant." Pahayag niyang muli.

Informant? Napaisip akong bigla. I do need some new information about that shity organization. I glance at her, scrutinizing her expression. She seems telling that truth and willing to do so. Pero di pa rin buo ang loob ko sa inaalok nito.

"Why would you waste your time doing that?" I asked. Kung tutuusin ay wala naman itong mapapala kung tutulongan niya ako.

She gave me a short smile, "I already said my reason multiple times. I'm a fan of yours."

"Nababaliw ka na." Komento ko na lamang.

"Siguro nga," She let out some chuckles. "Pero wala namang mawawala kung hahayaan mo lang akong tulungan ka, diba? You can just give it a try." Saad nito.

"You're wrong." Salungat ko sa sinabi nito. "May mawawala at iyon ay buhay mo." Sa oras na malaman ng mafia na tinutulongan ako ng isang katulad niya ay maaaring burahin siya sa mundo. But, of course, I don't care about her life. It's hers, anyway.

"Lahat naman tayo mamamatay. None of us are getting out of here alive." She told me. And I agreed mentally. Ganyan din ang pinaniniwalaan ko. Why are you afraid to die if you'll still be rotten dead six feet under? There is no escaping death.