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

Chapter 4: Silent Night

Ano nga ba ang dapat maging reaksyon ng isang taong hinihilingan ng sariling kamatayan? Every time I talk to him, my death always slips from his lips. This was Tres. Death was the only thing a person could get from Sebastian Freniere. Subalit mayroong parte sa aking pagkatao ang naniniwalang buhay pa ang Sebastian na nakilala ko maraming taon na ang nakalipas. At hindi ko pa matiyak kung gaano kalaki ang parteng iyon upang magtulak sa aking gumawa ng bagay na higit pa sa limitasyon ng isang Reaper. The sight of my lovely tree house flashed on my mind.

"I don't know a lot of things about you, Hetta. But I've heard the stories about the past. I don't know all the details but I know enough. Sebastian Freniere is one of the biggest, gorgeous and fiendish asshole that I have ever encountered in my immortal life. Don't waste your lifetime having hots for him," Forest said. Then she reconsidered. "Well, you can lick his chest down to his pelvic bones but don't go further." I wanted to gag from what she said. She was my most favorite reaper but she could also be my most hated.

"Gross, Forest. Sanctify your mind, please," komento ko.

"I find it sexy, though," aniya na malapad ang ngiti. That was when we both caught the slightest movement of the girl on the backseat.

"Ugh. Sleeping Beauty is waking up. Jeez! I hate fairytales. It's making me feel more like I'm a witch," Forest grunted as the so-called 'Sleeping Beauty' opened her eyes.

"I'm sure I would never be a princess in a fairytale," sagot ng babaeng laging nasa tabi ni Giovanni Freniere. God, I still couldn't remember her name. Inayos nito ang pagkakaupo at hinimas ang nasaktang batok kanina.

"Forest is a really impatient creature. I hope you understand," wika ko habang nakatingin sa kaniya sa pamamagitan ng rear view mirror. Sinalubong niya ang tingin ko at saka tumingin sa direksyon ni Forest. Forest was already giving her a psycho-killer's smile which was enough to scare a normal person. Sa una ay nakita ko ang pagrehistro ng pagkabigla sa mukha ng babae. But it immediately turned into her own fierce look.

I think her name is connected to the weather. I sighed silently. I could be wrong, though.

"If you wanted to exchange punches with me, sana sinabi mo na lang," sarkastiko nitong sabi. Mas lumapad pa ang ngisi ni Forest.

"Naisip ko kasi na baka hindi ka pumayag," ani Forest. Oh, please. I didn't want to witness this conversation.

"Hindi kita uurungan kung binigyan mo ako ng pormal na hamon," sagot ng nasa back seat.

"Pormal kitang hinahamon," wika ni Forest at saka sila nagsukatan ng tingin. Should I head straight to an asylum and deliver this two? Mukhang wala silang balak magbawian ng tingin kung kaya't mas binilisan ko pa ang pagpapatakbo ng kotse. I was driving as fast as 300 km/h already. They seemed to feel the increasing speed but their pride couldn't allow them to give in to fear.

Meanwhile, I saw a turn towards a familiar street—the street where the girl lives. With a quick glance at my two wards doing an epic battle of the Glare, I put the car on a halt that caused both of them to jerk forward on their seats.