Kinuha ko ang towel sa sahig at muli itong ibinalot sa katawan. Humakbang ako paabante pero agad ring natigil.

"Wag mo akong pipigilan. Don't make me hate you more."

Blanko akong naglakad palabas ng kwarto, pababa sa hagdan kung saan naririnig ko ang boses nilang lahat. Nanlaki lahat ang mata nila ng makita ako, probably because I was soaring wet under my towel. I don't give a damn.

"Who got a car?" Puno ng awtoridad ang boses ko, nagkatinginan silang lahat hanggang sa marinig ko ang tikhim ni Troi.

Isa pa ito.

"Oh, hiram lang to, ibabalik mo." Aniya at lumingon sa itaas ng hagdan, hindi ko na sasabihin kong sino. "Nasa garahe, malapit sa garden."

Hinablot ko ang susi sa kamay niya at naglakad na paalis. Ni wala akong nilingon kahit isa sa kanila. I just want to go home. Get dressed. Get some sleep. Get some rest. Just for this night. Just to process all this things up. And just to fucking remember my true intention why I am here, to quit the gang and fully cut the connection between them. Right. So it was fair, after all. Fucking fair, right?

"L-Lady?"

"I'm fucking am, so open that goddamn gate." Malamig na utos ko rito na hinarang akong makapasok sa bahay namin.

"Y-Yes, lady."

Diretso baba ako sa kotse at walang paki sa mga taong nawiwirduhan sa itsura ko. Pagkapasok ko sa bahay ay wala namang pinagbago. Wala paring buhay.

Saktong papasok palang ako sa kwarto ng magbukas ang guest room. Hindi ko siya nilingon at diretso lang sa pagpasok.

"Couz?" Marahan siyang kumatok. Huminga ako ng malalim at naghanap ng pantulog. "If you want to talk, just knock on my room, okay?"

Okay.

I just want to rest. Just this once.

Nagising akong masakit ang ulo. Sobrang sakit kaya hindi agad ako nakabangon. I want my Lola. Where is my Lola.

"La..." I uttered, I need her now.

"I know you since the very beginning, I know you very well Liza Mosca David. Liana Mosca's daughter, a Mafia boss little angel. I know you, and I lied."

Lola. Please come back. I need you now. Come back. Come back.

"You are their living bait, the only winning piece they want in hand, so he ordered me to look after you. Just fucking look after you but I was stupid, I approached you, fucking insane to even recruit you to be part of my gang, to be my Angel."

Stop.

Fucking stop it.

"I made him proud even more. That old man thought I was doing it for him, for them. That sucks, coz I myself was not sure anymore, your purple eyes are confusing me. You confused the hell out of me."

Tama na. Ang sakit na ng ulo ko.

"You were careless, stubborn and uncontrollable. Breaking my rules, against my will and a natural bitch."

"Liza! Liza!"

"It was wonderful to see you smile, hear you laugh, seeing you happy, all for the first time, so beautiful. But I was too late to realize that it was dangerous, I was crossing the line, you're just my bait, you are an enemy."

"Oh my god Liza, gising, Liza!"

"F-Fuck...fuck..." napamura ako, shit, shit. "D-don't touch...me. D-don't touch me!"

"Ahh!"

Napabalikwas ako ng luminaw ang paningin ko. Sunod-sunod tumulo ang luha ko kaya naman nanlabo ang paningin ko. Bigla akong natauhan ng makitang nakasalampak sa sahig si Aleli. Pagkaing nagkalat kasama niy at ilang bubog galing sa mga pinggan at baso.

What the hell did I do?

Gusto kong magsorry pero walang lumabas na boses sa bibig ko. I can't say sorry after all. That night with him will be the last.

Biglang bumukas ang pintuan at pumasok ang dalawang taong inaasahan ko narin. Tinulungan ni Gretta si Aleli na makatayo at doon ko nakitang may hiwa siya sa may braso, sobrang nagdurugo kaya agad na sumigaw ng tulong si Gretta. Hindi ko alam kung kanino at wala na akong pakialam pa.

Malungkot na sumulyap sakin si Aleli bago siya makalabas ng kwarto. Nanatali akong tulala at muling naalala ang mga sinabi ni Zeign.

A bait.

Winning piece.

Bait.

Winning.

Piece.

*SLAP*

Isang malakas na sampal ang nagpaigting ng galit ko. Ginigising nila ako? Tanga ba sila? Bulag? Tangina, gising ako! Hindi paraan ang sampal para paalisin lahat ng sakit at kasinungalingan ni Zeign!

Nagtagis ang bagang ko at tinitigan siya ng masama.

"You're not dreaming, that's good." Anito kalmado. Bull-shit.

"You fucking bitch! I'll fucking break your hand!"

And the bitch just shrug showing her most charming smile while saying, "You're sick, take a rest."

Damn sick. I'm not sick. I gritted my teeth parang isang kulbit nalang ay puputok na ako. I hate this feeling, I was mad. I was damn mad and I feel like losing control again.

"You need to calm down. Don't let your anger, overpower you."

Pumikit ako. Pero lalo lang nadadagdagan ang galit ko dahil naririnig ko parin ang boses ni Zeign. Nagagalit ako kasi, hindi ko alam. Kasi wala akong kaalam-alam. I'm so stupid. Fucking stupid.

Ngayon nalilinawan na ako. Ang Itallic F na tattoo ng lalaking nagtangka kay Lola noon sa loob ng mansyon. Ang tattoo na yon, kaya pala pamilyar. Zeign had that one too, on his right chest, where dark beast insignia are. That goddamn Mafia mark. He is one of them. Who wants me. Who fucking wants to kill me.

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