Novel & Cerita Fear Character Inside Out

"Don't panic. Relax and stay here. You still need a handful of rest, right?" mahinahong sabi ni Marco at hinaplos sa ulo si Carmina. Fear. No, it's deeper than that. Terror is evident in her eyes though she tried to maintain her composure and her seductive feminine calm. Ramdam niyang wala pang tiwala sa kaniya ang dalaga. Hindi niya naman ito maaring pilitin lalo at wala siyang alam kung ano ang pinagdaanan nito bago napunta sa loob ng kahon. Perhaps, more evil than the sex drugs that was injected to her.

Darkness dominates my mind, my eyes seem to return to the complex past I see. At the same time clenching my fist is the entry of one of my personalities I don't know who it is, I can't feel it because it's a stranger. I was immediately scared, what's going on? I hope it's not what I'm afraid of. I don't want to kill Theo, or hurt him.

Nang tuluyan niyang buksan ang kanyang mga mata, saka pa lamang niya naramdaman ang matinding pananakit ng kanyang katawan. He closed his eyes again as he recalled the events before he passed out-- the way he secretly followed Charlie and Levi when they went to the supermarket, the time Caleb caught him pleading with the guards at the mansion to let him enter, the blows Caleb had given him, and the desperation he felt when Caleb told him that Charlie wil never forgive him and that he should just leave. Dread clenched his chest once again. There's fear. And then there's the thought of losing his family... forever.

Hindi bababa sa pagkatapos ay hindi niya sasaktan ang kanyang sarili. Medyo mahirap ang Felicity, dumaloy ang dugo mula sa pagitan ng kanyang mga ngipin, at ang maliwanag na pula ay sobrang nakakagulat. Gayunpaman, ang pagkabalisa ng takot sa kanyang katawan ay hindi mapigilan. Talagang hindi makakalaya mula sa lalaki sa kanyang katawan, madilim ang kanyang mga mata, at ang buong tao ay nanghina nang direkta.

He gasped for air and flapped his hands in the water. He muttered a curse. Parang isang ipo-ipo ang sakit at sinira nito ang pokus niya. Cannot let himself be affected… Muli siyang lumangoy kahit nararamdaman pa rin ang sakit. Hindi niya alam kung ilang minuto na ang nakalipas. Pero parang limang oras na iyon sa kanya. Dammit! Nag-iisa lamang si Charinda na hinaharap ang takot nito at hindi man lang niya nagawang makinig sa pagmamakaawa nito. He was only teaching him to face her irrational fears but lead to this situation.

Tila bigla naging mabangis ito at naging ibang tao ang Manuel na nakatayo sa may harapan niya na may hawak itong baril. Kusa naman nalaglag ang kanyang mga luha at nagsilandasan sa kanyang pisngi. Randam niya ang panginginig ng buong katawan niya, sa sobrang takot na nararamdaman niya nang mga sandaling iyon habang nakatingin sa baril na hawak ni Manuel. Pakiramdam niya ay nagkaroon siya ng phobia sa baril. Hindi pa rin tumitigil kung sino man ang kumakatok sa labas ng pinto.

I mean, it's much deeper, low, calm and it has a foreign accent. "DEATH! OPEN THIS GODDAMN DOOR!" That was Van! He sounds so terrified! I looked at the person who's in front of me. I felt tremendous fear. I was literally trembling in fear! She flashed me her smile. And hell! It made my heart race! She caressed my hair with her sweet smile. My body tremble even more. I can't utter a word. I'm speechless. She's dangerous and I could feel it!

Nag sisimula na akong matakot sa kanya and it's not really good. Naiwan Ako sa walk in closet at niyakap Ang sarili ulit, the doom feeling is visiting me again, the feeling that I have been carrying since that day Dariuz lock me in the prison of traumatic liar. I turn my gaze in the pink wardrobe. Is it possible that Xyn is like Dariuz? Baka Ang wardrobe na Yan ay galing sa babae ring dinala niya rito. Kung dumating man Ang araw at mapatunayan Kong pareho sila, Hindi ko alam Kong kakayanin ko. I won't let my self hiding in the dark again hugging my own self because I was so frightened.

I let him go, bakit niya pa ako tinatakot? Namumugto ang mga mata ko habang nagdodoorbell sa pintuan ni Dylan. I tried calling him many times but he's not answering. Gustuhin ko man maghanap ng ibang mapupuntahan ay wala akong ibang kaibigan. Pinahid ko ang mga luha sa aking pisngi. I feel so cold, so scared. Maya't-maya ang paglingon ko sa takot na baka may nakasunod sa akin. Hindi ko mailarawan ang sarili, I probably look like a scaredy cat right now, very far from the well-known independent woman. The trauma is so strong, binabaliktad nito ang pagkatao ko, ang sarili kong pilit kong itinatayo.

My my peripheral vison I saw how their grips tightened on their guns and ready to pull the trigger anytime. But of course they won't do that. Unless they want me to release the hand grenade I'm holding in my hand. That's how crazy I am. I want everyone in this building to fear me. I want to feel the fear I instilled to them every time they see me. This men knew me. They knew that I fear no one. Like, NO ONE. Even death. Huminto ako sa harap ng lalaking nakabantay sa main entrance. Walang ekspresyon ang mukha nito pero nung nagpang-abot ang tingin namin nakita ko ang panlalaki ng mga mata niya.