Snow White is a Gangster (Published under Cloak Pop Fiction)

Chapter 30: Poison and Wine

Chapter 30: Poison and Wine

Soundtracks: Poison and Wine by Civil Wars

My heart was already reaching for the door before my hands did. I was almost daft to everything around me except from my heart which beating I could only hear.

"Well, hi," he casually said when I entered the room. Halos hindi ako makasagot sa ginawa kong paghabol ng paghinga. It was like trying to beat my record in running just to get here fast.

Sa halip na sumagot ay tiningnan ko lang siya. He was standing near the window, probably looking outside before I got in the Vinea. He was wearing a black tuxedo and a navy blue tie, the outfit he usually wears whenever he was doing a transaction. It suited him as always but it was absolutely out of place in Eremitia. And here I thought Detective Penber's long coat was already hilarious.

"How are you?" Tanong niya sa seryosong tono. He didn't show his usual devilish smirk whenever he was watching a prey. I knew I was his prey this time.

Hindi ko pa rin nagawang sumagot. Tila nagka-buhol-buhol ang aking dila sa ginawa kong pagtakbo at sa mabilis na tibok ng puso ko. Ikinuyom ko na lang ang aking kamao sa kawalan ng mga salitang sasabihin.Nang magsimula siyang maglakad palapit ay mas lalo kong naramdaman ang matinding kaba.

"Sebastian," mahina kong sabi nang ilang hakbang na lang ang layo niya mula sa akin.

Subalit hindi siya tumigil at sa halip ay nagpatuloy ito hanggang sa mapilitan akong umatras. I felt the door at my back when I was left with no space. I held my breath as he continued his approach. Halos hindi ko magawang ikurap ang aking mga mata sa pangambang may kung ano man siyang gagawin. He was so calm and I couldn't help but felt fear. His mere existence could cause me nervousness.

I blinked when he raised his right arm and reached towards me, to the thing at my back. Napalunok ako nang marinig ko ang tunog ng pag-lock ng pinto at kinakabahang tumingin sa kanya.

"Sebastian," I murmured. I tried to push him on his chest but my arms failed to put strength on them so he just stayed without moving an inch.

"Why did you leave?" He asked.

I knew he already had an idea of the answer and maybe he was just trying to sort it from me. And now that he was here, I couldn't even find the right words to tell him.

"Sebastian," I said quietly. It seemed that his name was the only sound I could produce at this moment. His closeness to my body made me feel so uncomfortable and nervous.

"What are you doing in this hell-hot hole?" He asked again.

Pinili kong magbaba ng tingin sa halip na sumagot. Mismong ang aking isipan ay sumuko na rin sa paghahanap ng mga salita upang ilahad sa kanya ang aking mga dahilan nang tama. It was funny how I quickly turned into a mouse in a box with a snake. And this snake was quite deadlier.

I gasped when I felt his fingers touching my chin to turn my head and face him. Halata pa rin ang ka-seryosohan sa kanyang mukha. Hindi maipagkakaila ang unti-unting paglitaw ng nagbabadyang panganib sa kanyang mga mata dulot ng nauupos na pasensya.