People in black attires filled the whole area as the dark clouds continued to shed. It’s expected that there will be rain. And of all the people here holding their own umbrellas, I’m the only one standing without one. My swollen eyes were fixed on the coffin going down into its grave.
This was the last funeral I’ll be attending. The last day that I will see them in a coffin.It hurts so much to the point that it even breaks my heart. This month for me was a grieving one. The fact that the three special people in my life met the embrace of death. And without me, having the chance to do anything to save them was something I couldn't fathom. It’s an accident, but it’s hard for me to accept it.It’s not just an accident; instead, it was an incident, and someone killed them.I heaved a deep sigh and shivered due to the coldness of the rain. The rain got heavier as I cried harder, clutching the clothes in my chest, trying to ease the pain inside me.“Queenie, let’s go home,” Kyle gently muttered, holding my shoulder.“No, I don’t want to...” I refused and shooked my head. It’s something I couldn’t bear, something that was just so hard for me to do.He pulled me closer and gave me a tight hug. “I know it’s hard. But please, don’t make yourself affected too much. We are all hurt, but we need to move on.”I started crying on his chest. “Move on? That’s not an easy thing to do. I lost three of my friends. Kyle, three. I thought I’ll be meeting them for almost three years of parting away. Then here’s what happened. We’re so happy that day and the day after brought me this.” I almost failed to utter a single word properly.“I understand, just cry. Everything will be fine,” he gently said to at least lighten the heaviness in me. I didn’t utter a single word again and let myself burst into tears—being in a vulnerable state.It’s been three months after that, everything was still fresh in my mind. If only I came with them, I know that won’t happen. My hand stopped clenching the pen I am holding and placed it on the surface of the table.Sighing, I touch the cup and took a sip of brown coffee on my white mug as I fixed my attention on reading the reports about the accident. I also got the CCTV footage.According to the police statement, what happened was just an accident which was something that isn’t enough for me. I know that there’s something wrong and that wasn’t just an accident.I also got a file from Kaira. She investigated the case of the Averro massacre during that time. She’s a friend of mine—one of the friends that I’ve lost—a famous and great detective.She was supposed to give me this file on the same day as the incident. Good thing she told me about this thing. There’s a possibility that what happened to them was something that was connected to the said massacre.I know it’s a dangerous thing to dig about this thing. I’ll be graduating next month but I never did anything but focus on this one. Teaching was not my choice. Of course, that’s what my family wants for me. I want to be an accountant. But that’ll only remain my dream.I took a deep breath. I’m currently in the room of my apartment. I’ll surely come back to Manila after our graduation.I took a glance at the picture where a man’s face can be seen. Gotcha! It was a guy smiling widely with his teeth. He’s one of the trusted bodyguards of the well-known billionaire, Arthur James El Devar.I’ll make sure to avenge the death of my friends.I put my phone back to my sling bag beside me. I feel nervous for what I am going to do. It feels like something bad will happen or is it just because of the thought that I am just afraid of riding an airplane? Am I doing the right thing?I remembered what my teacher said before, curiousity kills a cat. A common phrases rather idioms that people stated. Either it kills you literally or it will kill you in a meaningful way of knowing everything.I can’t stop myself when I want justice for my friends. If it’s not me, who else would they expect to do something like this? I can’t let go if deep down inside me, they need me for this.I got off the boat when I reached Catagban port where the van that'll take me to the resort was found. I occupied myself by reading a book by Agatha Christi, ABC Murder. One of Hercule Poirot myster.It was a book that Rhisha gave me at our graduation. She said that I might like it since I love reading books.I sighed. Because of thinking deeply, I got lost in
I gently pushed aside the curtain veiling the glass window of my room near my bed. I looked outside the window where I can vividly see the picturesque view of the sea. I can also sight the view of the ship sailing from a not-so-far-away distance.The view was so breathing taking and I can’t keep my gaze away from it. Natural beauty. White sands. Blue sea. Cloudy sky. What more can I say?I heaved a sigh countless times and plastered a wide smile on my lips reaching the depths of my heart.Yet it all vanished when I remembered that text last night. In just a snap, the lightness and tranquillity I felt inside my bosom faded away.My mind was bombarded by the question continuously running in my mind. What file did that sender mean? And who on earth is he?I mellow scratched the itchiness I felt on my arm and it leaves a red mark. I let out a sigh and turned around to take a shower.Perhaps, it was just a prank or a wrong-sent message. It’s nothing.I tried my hardest to forget and get ri
The men in the men's comfort room gently let go of my mouth and pushed me away when one of the men chasing me passed. I took the gun out of the sling bag. I turned around and pointed the gun at the man. And again, I froze instantly when I saw who he was. That handsome man on the beach. One of his eyebrows arched upwards and his dark earth-colored eyes widened seeing my hold."Are you gonna kill me?" he said with a laughing face."Who are you?" I asked him. He leaned against the wall near the closed door of the men's comfort room. He crossed his muscled arms."After I help you with those guys chasing you? You will treat me like this?" he said, continuing to ignore my question. His face was full of amusement that irritated me. What was funny about what I did?"Who are you?" I asked."Why?" he asked me a question. I need an answer, not a question. The reaction still remained on his face."Answer my question or I'm going to kill you!" I threatened him.The man straightened his standing an
"Shut up!" I uttered in annoyance."You didn't know you are hurting my feelings. Am I not that hot to you?" he asked huskily. I want the bed to eat me now, and disappear."Shut up! You are not!" I said out loud. I hate how my heart beats fast and how embarrassed I am."Bad women," he said and laughed as my ears warmed up. I heard his footsteps approaching me. With every step he took, was the loud thump of my chest. What will he do?"Don't come near me!" I shouted."Why? Are you afraid of how you will react to me?" he said with amusement in his tone. I wanted to spit swear words in his face. I felt him sitting on the side of the bed. I swallowed a few times. I've never been in this kind of situation. I picked up the pillow. If he approaches, I will hit him in the face. "What did you do and why are Miguel's men chasing you?" he asked.Miguel? Miguel's man? What is he saying and who is Miguel? "Who's Miguel? That's Jackson's man..." I corrected him. "Who are you?""I see, you didn't know
I went out of the comfort room wearing the dress he had given me. It's a black fitted dress above the knee, with a five-inch slit on the left side. What's horrifying? It's tubeless revealing my naked shoulders and the neckline, which I hated about the dress. I hate it! I clenched my fist.Then I sighed. But in the meantime, I'll follow what he wants and when there's a chance I'll run away from him."You didn't know how to choose dresses, right?" I said sarcastically to him.The man in front of me wore a black coat underneath a white undergarment and black pants down in his neck was a black tie. And it looked like all he wore was newly purchased, including his black derby shoes. He let his hair look messy, which added to his gorgeousness. A lopsided grin he had as he eyed my dress."I disagree with that. In what you wear, you are wrong. I did have choose the exactly what's fitting for your body," he said as he was trying to annoy mem I gave him my most sharp eyes, noticing his gaze on
I actually saw Jackson’s picture. And in another picture below, a face. It's Miguel."They are one of the best known in the black underworld, black market, mafia, and gangsters" he continued.I was swallowed. I didn’t expect that."And they had a big boss, and no one knew who that person was."I looked at him. "Why are you doing this?" I asked softly."Why?" He smiled as if it was a joke I asked. "I told you to prove my father is innocent and I have no choice." He shrugged his shoulders. "Don't dig deeper into the second reason, I keep my promises."He leaned back in his seat and looked at his phone.And last, if you want to protect those who you love, don't approach them or talk to them. Mind you, Jackson and Miguel are finding you everywhere and they don't have mercy to spare one's life," the warning melody at the end said.I nodded. Yet, I still don't trust this man."I need to get my laptop and DSLR,” I said as I remembered the important things for me."There's no laptop in your h
"Not that much," he shrugged. "Upstairs is your bed and workplace. Just act when my family visits you here."I glanced at him. He put down the phone and his face was blank. "I gotta go. If you need anything, there's my contact on your phone. Just call me. We'll talk tomorrow. Don't do stupid things."I nodded. I watched him leave until the door closed. I'm going to have a pad tour here. I smiled at the thought.When I got out of the taxi I was riding in, Aunt Beatrice was not in her house on Sundays. Using the duplicate key, I opened the door to her house. I went to my room and got my other laptop, some files, and a USB drive. I stuffed it into the holder of my laptop bag.I put a picture frame of me and my friends on the nightstand. When I got the hang of it, I went downstairs. I was about to open the door when in the small opening I noticed a man coming out of a black car. Its gaze stopped at the door. I closed it immediately. Using the peephole, I saw the man approach the gate and
Comfort lurked inside when his mom and sister left. I'm always in the hot seat every time they ask me questions. Questions I don’t know how to answer because, first, Vara Samonte was not real and her life.I settled the plates into the container. I'm done with everything. Then I looked around. Maybe I forgot to clean or put something away. When I saw that everything was fine, I immediately went up the stairs until I reached my workshop room. I found the man sitting quietly on one of the chairs near the glass window. The sunlight from the outside serves as the light inside. His eyes were focused on the laptop, typing something. I hadn't gathered any information on the man, but maybe there would be later and stopped for a moment when I thought of the SD card. I touched it in my jacket pocket but nothing.It could not be. I dug in my pocket but there was nothing. My chest throbbed, and I gradually began to feel cold. How?"What's wrong with you? It's like you're seeing a ghost? Problem?"