Chapter 3

Ottawa Green University:

Nisha's Point of View

I was just looking straightly on the ceiling. I am not used to this room but I have to, because when my Dad enrolled me here, I know that everything will change instantly. I need to be careful with my actions. That Nathalie is so weird, yet I can feel that she's kind. This is the first time that I got accompanied by someone whom I didn't know for years or not even related to my family.

I sighed while letting myself drowned by the thoughts. I don't know how this situation will flow but I shouldn't be a failure. I can still remember how my Dad ignored me when I felt wounded. Sometimes, I can say that I am so weird. I can see different images in my mind, yet they are so blurry even the faces are unclear. In my dream, a scenery that someone keeps on hurting me are hunting me and I can't do anything but just to cry  harder. I asked my Dad about it and he said—

'It's me honey. That was way back when you are such a stubborn girl. But right now, you are now obeying what I want, so I won't harm you anymore.'

After Dad told me that, I overthinked too much. There's a part of me that is not believing him but I still refuse ask him the truth because I know, he won't and will only feed me lies. Huminga na lang ako ng malalim dahil hindi naman ako makapagpahinga.

I turned my gaze to the door when I heard a three knocks. I know that it's Nathalie, so I suddenly got up and went to the door to open it. When I opened it, Nathalie appeared in front of me but she was accompanied by a man who was looking at me seriously. He's not bad afterall. I looked back at him and greeted him with my cold eyes.

"Nisha, my boyfriend Dylan," I scanned his whole body, and he has a well-perfect body. He had a pale skinned and if he's not Nathalie's boyfriend, I will think that he's a gay. I just shrugged since I am not interested to know him better. "Dylan, she's Nisha. She's the transferred girl and also my dorm mate," pagpapakilala naman sa akin ni Nathalie sa boyfriend niyang hilaw.

Don't judge me. I am not a bitch. I used to be a coldhearted person because that was the training dad gave me all about. When I was 15, I was focused with my training. When I did something wrong, my father will punch me or hurt me with his own knife. He doesn't have  mercy— even for his well-known daughter. But who am I to complain?

"I want to invite you to a dinner. And I know you are hungry. So, go to the kitchen immediately," I was brought back to reality because of what Nathalie said. I could do nothing but nod and let them go first because I want to fix myself. I don't want to eat with my messy hair and with a chaotic mind. My Dad taught me how to act properly especially when I am with someone.

Mga ilang minuto ay natapos na ako sa pag-aayos kaya lumabas na ako ng silid para magtungo sa kusina. Pagkadating ko roon ay napatigil sila sa kanilang pag-uusap. Maging ang paghakbang ko ay tumigil din dahil sa nadatnan. Iyong akala kong dalawang tao lang ang makakasama ko sa hapag-kainan ay nagkamali ako. They are 5 all in all. Three boys and two girls including Nathalie who's sitting beside of her gay boyfriend. Well, I don't want to call him by his name because he looks like a Maria Clara, but I know that he's a guy. But because of his pale skin, thin and red lips with a woman body, I cannot stop thinking that he's a gay.

"Nisha, come over here, so we can start eating," Nathalie invited me to sit beside with the guy that I don't know. He's also looking at me but I didn't mind his gaze and just look straight where my chair is. "Let's eat before we introduce ourselves, so that we can know each other better," Nathalie added.

Wala na akong nagawa kundi ang magsimulang kumain. I ate properly and well-mannered in front of them. I know that they are checking on me but I didn't mind them and just proceed eating. If they have problems with me or I have dirt on my face, they can tell it to me later. I'm hungry and I just want to finish my food because Dad says— Don't waste food. Be a lady and act naturally.

Mga ilang minuto na abala ako sa pagkain ay natapos na rin. Binaling ko ang aking paningin sa kanila at doon ko lang napansin na tapos na sila kanina pa at hinihintay na lang ako. Well, I'm too hungry to be disturbed by their presence. I saw how Nathalie's face lighten up, and she smiled when she saw that I was done eating. Mukhang natutuwa pa siya sa nasaksihan niya kanina. I wonder how old is she but yeah, I will know it later.

"Since, you are done, let me clean the table first before we proceed to my room and talk privately," she said. She started cleaning the table by taking the plates that we used. She put it in the sink and just leave it there. I think, she will wash it later. After taking all the plates, the 3 guys and 1 girl suddenly got up. And I don't have any choice but to do the same. I can see that they are also not talkative and an idea came up in my mind. They are also well-trained like me.

Agad din namang sumunod si Nathalie at tumabi sa bakla niyang jowa. Binuksan nung isang babae ang puting pinto kung saan ang kwarto ni Nathalie. Isa-isa silang pumasok at tahimik lamang akong sumunod sa kanila. Nathalie grabbed my arm and pushed me to sit in the sofa. Katabi ko naman ulit yung lalaking seryoso at matigas pa sa bato ang mukha. I am not insulting him, in fact he's handsome. He has a perfect face and no other woman can resist his beauty except for me. Of course, I am not interested with this bunch of trash, men that will just hurt you. This guy is also wearing an all black outfit attire and I think it's his favorite color— obviously.

"So, I will be the one to start with," taas kamay pa nung babaeng gamit ang malanding tono habang palihim na hinahawakan sa braso ang katabi ko. In short, this man is in the middle. I think she likes this guy.

I looked closely to the woman and a name entered my mind. Even though I'm confused, my lips uttered it on purpose.

"Your name is Rebecca?" I asked her without looking away. I was busy scanning her appearance. Well, not bad. But I think, that name is just a guess. And I let my lips speak without a brake.

"You are Rebecca Villafuentes. Your dad is a ranked 2 as being a scientist in Peur Organization," I don't know where this information came from but based on her look— no rephrase it— based on their looks, my theory is right. Am I just really guessing? This is creepy.

"H-how did you know?" She suddenly asked while her face was still in shock. What did I do? She turned her gaze to Nathalie but the latter just shooked her head telling that she didn't informed me anything. I am also curious. I was just looking at her earlier and then that name was just popped in and I let my mouth spill that name out. How did I do that? Is it just a coincidence? But no, even that last information that I gave. My mouth is out of controlled earlier. Natahimik naman ang lahat at tinitigan ako pero nanatili akong nakayuko at nag-iisip ng malalim. Dad isolated me as if I had an infectious disease. He will just approach me for my training. Kung hindi naman training ang pakay ay para naman bigyan ako ng pagkain. I was always confined to the training room so, it was impossible for me to get to know this woman.

She's not even familiar nor connected to my family. I'm fucking confuse. Napabaling ang tingin ko kay Nathalie ng hilaw itong tumawa para mawala lang ang intense sa kwarto.

"U-uhm... We will focus on your introduction later, Rebecca. Let us know Nisha's life first," pahayag naman ni Nathalie na ikinatango ni Rebecca. So, I am right, her name is Rebecca. "So, tell us about your life, Nisha," dugtong niya. And I think it's her sign to change the topic while they are still annalyzing it. Tumikhim naman ako para magsimula nang magpahayag.

"My name is Nisha Eumerriah Normandeou. I'm 17 years old. My Dad is an expert scientist and the second hand in the Peur Organization. I am an only child, and I was trained when I was 15 years old. Dad taught me how to fight but didn't tell me everything about my life," sabi ko habang tinitigan sila isa-isa na nakikinig lang sa akin. Lahat ng sinabi ko ay mga pawang katotohanan. Kung iniisip niyong nagtitipid ako sa mga salita, then you're wrong. 'Yan lang ang alam ko maliban sa mga turo ni dad at liban na rin sa isang sekreto na alam kong kailangan ko ring ipaalam sa kanila.

"So, how's your connections with your Dad?" Napatingin ako kay Nathalie dahil sa tanong na iyon. Yung mga mata niya ay nagsasabing may alam siya pero sinagot ko pa rin ang tanong niya.

"It's not good because—

...I'm adopted,"