₊ ❏ ❜ ⋮ s y n o p s i s ... ◌ೄ
it was a realm of the supernaturals,
he was a descendant of the enigma --
a fierce beast, a monster without a heart.
whereas,
she was only a girl -- a child full of woe.
she dreamed of nothing, yet had nothing but sig...
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"MY DEAR LITTLE IRE NEEDS A PUNISHMENT."
Napakunot ako ng noo.
"A-Ano?"
Isang katangahan na nagtanong pa ako. Isang iglap lang ang lumipas noong napahiga ulit ako, ngunit sa malambot at komportableng bagay.
Inilibot ko ang aking paningin, nagbalik ako sa silid ni Orlem. At mayroon silang kakayanan na magpalipat-lipat ng lugar sa loob ng isang maikling segundo. Nasa itaas ko pa rin siya—mga kamay na mahigpit na nakahawak sa akin, mga kuko't na halos sugatan ako. Hindi ko maipaliwanag ang ekspresyon mayroon siya.
Ngumisi lang siya, saka ibinaba ang ulo niya sa akin. Bahagya akong napalunok, hindi pa rin ako nasasanay sa mukha na malapit sa akin. Ang lamig pa naman ang balat niya, pati na rin ang kanyang hininga.
"Not until you learn your lesson, Ire," he smiled gently, yet his eyes were bereft of emotions.
"What did I even do to you?" you blurted out, now struggling against his grasp even though it created cuts on my skin. "Just let me go!"
It seemed he was fed up by my violent efforts, he pinned my hands above my head. I closed my eyes hard, trying to control my frightened breaths.
"I don't like you getting mad at me, especially that you're the wrong one here."
I should have retaliated . . . I could have talked back, but I was aware that it was something terrifying when he was this calm; those silence between the intervals of his words could mean how lethal he could cause.
"You even cussed in front of my face."
". . . with my fucking life!"
Napatikom ako. I could admit that, but it wasn't enough to justify his annoyance towards me.
"Calling me a monster?" he then chuckled, his lips were coaxing into a more diabolical smile. "That pained me, my dear Ire . . . A monster—just as you proclaim me to be—still has a heart, you see."
Nanggagalaiti ako sa galit . . . This lunatic . . ! How could he turn words to fire back at me. Wala na rin akong magagawa dahil nadadala ako sa takot at pangamba.
"Can you be so considerate?" I tried to appeal, hiding the every stutters to my sentence. "I was frustrated . . . I didn't mean to lash out on you."
Ngumisi siya ulit. Ewan ko kung kailan maalis ang ngisi niya sa mukha. Thankfully that he loosened his grip on me a bit.
"Are you sorry for doing that?"
It was like swallowing my pride . . . I didn't respond. I had nothing to say sorry for. Everything was against my will. From the day of my birth, even until I got sold and now being a prisoner of something other-worldly.
