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

Chapter 44: Blood, Sweat, Tears

Chapter 44: Blood, Sweat, Tears

Soundtrack: Sucker for Pain – Lil Wayne, Wiz Khalifa & Imagine Dragons w/ Logic & Ty Dolla $ign ft. X Ambassadors

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"Henrietta?" He muttered in surprise. He probably didn't expect that he would see me captured by the Novous.

Hindi ko nagawang makasagot agad dahil sa pagkagulat na naramdaman ko. Nanatili akong nakatulala sa kanya habang pinipilit niyang makatayo upang lumapit sa akin. Subalit mabilis na humakbang patungo sa kanya si Ephraim at saka siya sinipa nang malakas tungo sa isang tabi.

"Stay at the corner, you little, filthy rat," wika ni Ephraim habang pinapanood ang pamimilipit sa sakit ng taong walang kahirap-hirap na tumilapon sa isang sulok.

"I told you that I would find you. And I found you. You messed with the wrong person, bastard!" At muli niyang sinipa nang malakas ang bugbog niyang katawan na walang mapuntahan kung hindi ang malamig na pader. Tila isa siyang daga na nasukol ng pusa sa isang sulok at hindi niya magawang tumakas.

Sinubukan kong tumayo upang tulungan siya subalit mabilis akong naibalik ni Mikhail sa pagkakasalampak sa sahig dahil sa kahinaan ng aking katawan. Hindi ko maatim na panuorin ang ginagawa nilang pagpapahirap sa kaniya.

"You know it doesn't work that way, Henrietta," wika ni Mikhail. "You don't help him, you kill him."

Napaawang ang aking mga labi sa kanyang sinabi. He was the one they were talking about. He was my first kill. He was the one I must kill for them. He was death that would replace mine.

"Why, Henrietta? Wag mong sabihin na nagdadalawang-isip ka," tanong ni Mikhail na hindi ko masagot.

If this choice happened a few months ago when I barely knew him, I could do it. I wouldn't even flinch if I point a gun to him. I could even use him for my revenge. But after few escapes, deadly gun shots, scratches and wounds, pain and regrets, I knew I could never do it now. He wasn't a stranger anymore. He wasn't just some nameless guy I grabbed to use for my future plans. He had a name now. He was Ethan Montreal. And I couldn't kill him. Naputol ang aking pag-iisip sa malakas na paghalakhak ni Ephraim. Tiningnan ko siya at nakita ko na hawak-hawak niya ang kanyang tiyan dahil sa malakas at di-mapigilang tawa. He must be crazy to find humor in this situation.

"I get it now," tumatawa niyang sabi nang sa wakas ay kumalma siya at magawang makapagsalita. "I understand it now. Too bad, your plan didn't work, reaper." At saka siya bumaling sa aking direksyon.

Hindi ako sumagot sa kanya. Ayokong bigyan siya ng pagkakataon na kumpirmahin ang kung ano man ang nasa isip niya. Sinalubong ko ang kanyang tingin nang walang takot sa aking mga mata na mukhang hindi niya nagustuhan.

"You wanna use him to get to me, right? You know that I'm gonna look for him and that would be your chance to kill me. But something went wrong and you lost control of everything. And now, you're here. Now, you're weak. Now, you're helpless." He said those words like he was just singing a song. The smirk on his lips and the twinkle in his eyes never faltered as if some future scene was playing on his mind. He took a step closer and I braced myself from a coming strike.