[♤]: THE ANARCHIC DELINQUENTS

Chapter 15: "SEPARATE"

CHAPTER 15

THE BADDEST DELINQUENTS

“SEPARATE”

WRITTEN BY: VASILISA ROSEMARIE SABINA

“Why didn’t you kill me? Why don’t you just kill me?” He’s really stupid and an idiot.

“Pocholo, I don’t k[i]ll innocent people and coward sh[i]ts,” I seriously answered his question ‘saka na bumalik sa loob ng bahay.

I’m not a freaking murderer, who k[i]lls a random human. I kill to protect myself and not just for f[u]cking fun but for my d[a]mn’s sake. I k[i]ll if I really need to, have to and must to. Self-defence, I mean. Like what happened when we’re were in the woods. They tried to rape us (me and Alexander) and of course, I know what will happen next. They’ll kill us because they’re drug freak-o addicts that they don’t know what they were doing. If we didn’t kill them, don’t you think we’re still alive? Of course not.

“Alexandra, where the heck are you?” tanong ni Alexander.

“I’m here, idiot. Open your stupid eyes.” Nilapitan ko siya pero napalayo ako bigla sa amoy niya. Amoy alak siya at lasing pa ata.

“What did you do, Alexander? Takte, nilaklak mo ba lahat ng vodka do’n? Russian vodka ‘yun. Alam mo kung paano tumama ang Russian vodka?”

“Alexandra. Ugh. Mainit.” ‘Tas nag hubad siya sa harapan ko. Pinapunta ko siya sa garden at pinag hintay do’n. Kumuha ako ng plastic basin sa kusina ‘saka nilagyan ng malamig na tubig ‘yun at yelo. Binuhat ko ‘yun hanggang sa garden kung sa’n nag hihintay si Alexander. Tinawag ko siya at nung pagkaharap niya binuhos ko sa kanya ‘yung malamig na tubig.

“Still hot, hon’?” tanong ko sa kanya sabay ngiti ng malapad.

“Come here, darling,” he said dizzily. Lumapit naman ako sa kanya pero bigla niya kung niyakap. Nag pumilit ako lumayo sa kanya pero ang kaso ayaw niya bumitaw.

“Alexander, let go. You’re wet.”

“I love you,” bulong niya in a sad tone habang yakap ako.

“Tss. Mag bihis ka. Lalabas tayo,” sabi ko na lang sa kanya.

Hindi na siya komontra do’n sa sinabi ko at nag bihis na pero dahil medyo lasing pa siya at on the process pa ‘yung soberness niya kaya ako na ‘yung nag drive. Pumunta kami sa “Berry’s Strawberry Berry-merry”. Pagkapasok namin do’n, nag order kami ng dalawang strawberry smoothie, strawberry bread with strawberry jam and strawberry tea pero parang may problema kay Alexander, sobrang sweet niya hinigitan pa ‘yung tamis ng strawberry jam ‘tas mamaya napaka-dry na naman. Grabe, minsan feeling ko autistic talaga ‘tong si Alexander pero baka may problema lang siguro siya sa pagiging abnormal niya.

“Alexandra,” tawag niya.

“Oh?”

“I want you to fall in love with Four,” he whispered very seriously and straightforwardly that made my strawberry smoothie fall down on the floor and now the glass was shattered. Didn’t I ever remind myself to prepare whenever Alexander will speak?

“You are f[u]cking crazy. Okay, yeah. Sure and for what reason?” I said and straightened up, not actually taking what he said seriously.

“He’ll kill you and our children, darling.” Oh. Al, again. No’ng una, si Alexander, ngayon kami naman ng mga anak ko. Al is really unpredictable.