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Chapter Six

Author: Augustchick
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-06-28 19:34:01

Isabella’s POV

“Aray!” I winced habang tuloy-tuloy pa rin ang pagkaladkad niya sa’kin paakyat ng porch.

“Teka lang! May paa rin ako!” sigaw ko. “At FYI, hindi siya okay right now!”

Hindi siya tumigil. Hindi rin bumagal. Para kaming eksena sa telenovela kung saan ang leading lady ay inaakay palayo sa krimen na siya mismo ang biktima..

“Ow! Sht! Wait lang, wait lang! Seryoso na ‘to, masakit talaga!”

Lumingon siya nang bahagya, kita ko ang pangingitngit ng panga niya. He was trying—trying—not to lose it. Pero hello, Lance, ikaw ‘tong may galit sa mundo. Baka kailangan mo lang ng chamomile tea.

“I said stop dragging me, I’m hurt!”

Hindi siya kumibo. Hindi bumagal. Wala man lang pagdadalawang-isip. Ang buong katawan niya—lahat ng kilos niya—sinigaw ng isang bagay: ako ang boss dito.

“I told you,” malamig at mababa ang boses niya, “don’t f*cking run.”

“Sabi mo lang ‘wag akong umalis. Wala ka namang sinabi na bawal ang jogging!”

Bigla siyang huminto.

Uh-oh.

Lumingon siya. Yung tingin niya? Para akong sinukatan mula ulo hanggang talampakan at dinurog sa utak niya.

“You think I’m joking?”

I froze. “No… I think you seriously need to work on your anger issues.”

Mali.

Dahil bigla niya akong binuhat. As in, literal. Walang effort. Parang wala akong bigat.

“Hoy! Ano ba?!” pumapalag ako, pero hindi ko maikakaila—masakit na talaga ang paa ko. “I can hop on one leg! Kaya ko pa ‘to!”

“Shut. Up.”

Hindi lang ‘yon basta utos. Para siyang hari sa isang Game of Thrones episode na pag inulit mo ‘yung sinabi mo, pugot ka.

“Alam mo,” bulyaw ko, “kidnapping plus physical injuries? That’s jail time. Alam mo ba ‘yon? Alam mo ba kung anong ginagawa sa mga tulad mo sa kulungan?”

“I said shut up.”

Sinundan pa niya ng isang nakamamatay na titig. Kung pwede lang tumulo ang kaluluwa ko palabas ng tenga ko, nangyari na.

Pagkapasok namin sa hallway, dumaan kami sa ilang staff. Lahat sila tahimik. As in, walang kumikibo. Yung iba umiwas pa ng tingin. Obvious—lahat sila takot sa lalaking ‘to.

At ako? Bitbit niya. Parang warning sign.

He pushed open a heavy wooden door—isang bagong kwarto. Maliit. Madilim. At obvious: hindi ito guest room.

“Put me down! Pwede ba?!”

Tinapon—este, ibinaba—niya ako sa kama. Bahagya akong napasigaw dahil sa sakit sa paa ko.

“Anong gusto mo? Mabalian ako?!” reklamo ko, hawak ang paa ko.

“You think I care?”

Lumapit siya. Lumuhod sa harap ko. And for one terrifying second, akala ko sasapakin niya ako. Pero hindi. Nilapit lang niya yung mukha niya sa akin—sobrang lapit. Tipong isang maling galaw lang, pwedeng baliin ang leeg ko.

“You think I haven’t dealt with worse than you?” bulong niya. “You’re just noise. An inconvenience.”

“Then let me go!”

“No.”

“Why not?!”

“Because I said so.”

‘Yan na naman siya. That voice. That command. Parang wala siyang kailangang ipaliwanag. Kasi para sa kanya, kung ano ang sinabi niya—‘yon ang batas.

“You’ll stay here. You move without permission again and I’ll tie you to a chair next time.”

Napanganga ako. “Ang OA mo! Gusto mo na ring ipako ako sa krus?!”

Napatingin siya sa akin. “Don’t tempt me.”

...

Tahimik.

I swear narinig ko pa yung kaluskos ng takot sa loob ko.

He turned around to leave, but before he could step out, I shouted, “At least bigyan mo ko ng yelo!”

Tahimik.

Tumalikod siya, lumabas nang bahagya sa pinto, at sumigaw sa labas:

“Lina. Ice. Now.”

Pagkatapos ay lumingon siya sa akin, malamig ang boses. “Stay there and don't move.”

Sabay sara ng pinto.

CLICK.

Lock.

...

Napahiga ako sa kama.

Pinikit ko ang mata ko.

Okay.

Hindi gumana ang plano.

Nagalit ang boss.

Nagtamo ng injury ang rebelde

Pero kahit natisod ako, kahit sprained na ang paa ko…

Hindi pa ako tapos.

Magtatangka pa rin akong makawala.

Because if this bossy psycho thinks I’ll give up?

He clearly doesn’t know me at all.

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