chapter 14

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TRIGGER WARNING: Graphic Description of Gore, Violence, Sexual Violence, Death


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"Move and I'll shoot."


Napasinghap ako sa magaspang na boses na iyon na gumimbal sa aking tenga. Nanigas ako sa aking kinatatayuan. Tahimik ang boses na sumira sa payapang katahimikan ng parking lot na iyon.


Something hard is pressing on my back. And now that I'm aware of the presence of this guy behind me, I can now feel the warmth of his body close to mine.


How he managed to sneak up behind me without even a sound or me noticing the change of air around me was a mystery to me. I didn't hear anything—not a footstep, not even his breath. Everything was so normal just a second ago that I initially thought this was another scenario I created in my head.


But the warmth of this guy's body proved me wrong. And the feeling of the thing he's holding against my back was another proof.


The thing that he's holding on my back, the gun, is poking on my skin and now that I'm aware what it is, it's like I suddenly can feel its coldness even over my clothes.


A cold wind blew around us, making me break into a cold sweat. But it's not just the cold night that is making me shiver. I know this guy is dangerous. And at any moment, I know I could die.


"What's your name, Miss?" his hushed voice asked near my ear again from my back.


Ang naging tugon lang ng aking katawan sa kanyang tanong ay panginginig. Narinig ko na naman ang kanyang boses na siyang nakapagpasikip ng aking dibdib. Bumilis nang bumilis ang tibok ng aking puso na ang tunog nito nalang ang tangi kong naririnig bukod sa paghinga ng lalaki sa aking likuran.


My heart is bursting into my ears. My stomach is contracting painfully, unable to keep up with my fast breathing.


"Come on, I want to get to know you." The gun behind me poked on my back further making me jolt. I gasped in surprise, a tear escaping my eyes when I blinked.


Who is he? What is this? What is happening?


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