5. room hopping incident
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"A-are you going to kill me?"
"No, I don't kill people. I just torture them in a friendly way then take them to hospital after. Don't worry, I also pay the hospital bills."
The woman with a blindfold tried to distinguish the direction in which my voice and footsteps were coming from, but as soon as she turned to face me, I immediately slapped her with a hardbounded book.
In a snap, the impact made her face the opposite direction as the loud thud became a harmony to my ears. Especially when I heard desperate coughs that even came with marvelous blood.
Was it because I inserted a small hammer inside the book or just simply because of my strength all alone? Well, either way, this woman who's currently tied upside down in a thick pole is still doomed because I was just warming up.
A sinister smile formed into my thin lips as my gentle hands slowly removed her blindfold. And as our eyes finally met, her screams immediately surrounded the whole place as if it could actually make a difference in her fate.
But sure. Let her react as much as she can because that'll be the last time she can use her tongue to scream.
Too bad she won't be able to french kiss with anyone after this.
I chuckled with the thought and decided to casually throw the book with my favourite hammer away. I then modeled my ancient necklace with a razor blade pendant in front of her. Hell, I even sang a nursery rhythm about chopping off someone's head to even match my mood.
But I guess spitting into my face and cursing me to the core wasn't a sign of amusement so instead of continuing, I ended up pouting. I couldn't do anything but to remove the pendant away and pointed her now the sharp blades.
Why is she so excited to do this? I was just at the half of my ritual song yet! But well, since it seems like she's pleading with me to go faster so be it. I'm not that evil to reject a wish.
"Hey, open your mouth," I whispered, as I tightly held her jaw.
However, as much as I'd love to hear her moan in displeasure, I immediately just pulled her tongue out and pricked it with my long nails. Of course that made her whimper, but I did not waste any second to cut it using the razor blade.
Oh, how I love the dripping blood!
After that, I quickly diverted my attention towards her eyes that became more beautiful, especially now that it's filled with tears and anguish.
"Now for the semi-final act. I'm going to shave your eyebags away! Tehehe!"
With that, she again struggled from being tied but it was too useless. I harshly just pulled her hair and made her face my direction, upon skinning her alive.
"Don't overreact like that, it's just your entire eyebags! Now let's proceed to the eyelids!" A wide smile plastered into my face as I did what I told, with her sweet blood gushing out of her skin. Now here's the finished product, I've managed to open her eyes wide enough to see the cruel reality of life!
"I'm such an eye opener!"
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"You're enjoying the job so much, huh?"
I was dragged back from the reality when Zayde sneaked into my room. And in an instant, the sinister smile that was painted on my face vanished. I even tried to give him an innocent look as he was now approaching the table where I'm at, but of course, that won't fool him.
Not this guy.
"Keep going. I gotta go to work too," he said and almost leaned for a kiss. I was taken aback for a while but when it dawned on him, he just simply moved his face towards my ears instead.
"Make sure to finish the chapter before sleeping. Goodnight," he even said and pulled himself away.
I was left in that state, blinking a few times while trying to forget the sensation of his lips on my earlobes. Because as much as I wanted to karate chop his neck for closing the distance between us, my knees and entire body just casually betrayed me. Leaving me to be motionless for the nth time.
Good thing he diverted his eyes from my direction and already turned his back. But even up to the point that his feet left the room and closed the wooden door shut. Things still don't feel right within me. For it's been a week since I started working for him and he's always like that everytime he's about to leave for work.
He'll lean closer as if he's about to kiss me but will immediately stop halfway then leave me hanging. Like dude, what the hell?
Wait, don't get me wrong. It's not like I wanted a kiss or something but he shouldn't have done that in the first place if he's too pussy about it. That's so no no!
But dang it, why am I still nagging anyway? What's done has been done and I'll just shove him to the floor next time. With that thought in mind, I rested my back on the comfy chair and continued writing the part I needed to be done before twelve midnight.
Since it's Wednesday, I have no choice but finish the chapter at night because I have classes in the morning. It doesn't help the fact that Zayde was on a night shift in his Funeral Business so we rarely see each other even if we're somehow living in the same place and literally sharing the same bedroom.
And I know the word strange is an understatement for everything that's happening, but let me just use the word. Because since he's basically an owner of a Funeral Home, he should be hands-on towards his work and would be at the building more often. Because duh? Death doesn't choose what time it will gonna knock someone out, so their business should always be one call away.
But there he was, scheduling what specific time he'll just visit his Funeral Home at night as if it was just some branch of a local boutique. He's actually just leaving the mansion every 11:11 PM and would come back before 6 in the morning.
Napabunga nalang ako ng hangin dahil doon at imbis na ma-stress sa mga desisyon niya sa buhay ay nagpatuloy nalang sa trabaho. Nang matapos ay maingat kong inilagay ang papel sa kulang itim na box sa tapat ko. Maliban kasi sa ano nga naman ba ang pakialam ko sa schedule niya sa buhay, masyado na akong pagod para isipin pa ang isang 'yon.
Hello, malaki na siya, kaya na niya ang sarili niya at ubod naman siya ng yaman kahit hindi siya tao. So what do I even expect? He'd actually have a normal job?
Humikab ako at nag inat inat na ng katawan. Marahan ko na ring inalis ang ribbon ng suot na robe pansamantala, at duon tumambad ang nightgown kong kulang itim. Matapos makahinga ay ibinalik ko rin naman ang itim ring na roba at muling itinali ang ribbon. Ang panget kasi kung magsusuot ako ng ibang kulay dahil hindi na magma-match sa motif ng buong mansyon.
Aside from that, Rogue told me to have a mini photoshoot here and tour her virtually to this everything-dark themed mansion. I couldn't reject her though because she and Kleo were the one who's now taking care of my dog Brylle. Nagsasalitan sila dahil kung hindi ba naman kasi sira ulo ang pinsan ko at pinalayas ang aso sa bahay!
Lagot talaga siya sa 'kin kapag nakabalik ako!
So there, I had no choice but to feed Rogue's curiosity in return. Since Zayde and Leaflet were off to work, and Damon was probably sleeping somewhere in his room, I tiptoed towards the hallway as I tried my hardest to include every corner of the house without making so much noise.
Well, I know that video call is easier but there's no damned signal here and shits so I have no other option. Besides, this is actually a good thing for me because I can somehow start my room hopping too.
And speaking of room, I couldn't even now stop myself from reminiscing how Zayde told me that we have no other choice but to share the same room in the most casual manner. Because it's the safest. He even told me that it shouldn't make me feel uncomfortable since he was always off at night, and I am at school in the morning when it's his time to sleep.
But to hell be with him because there were actually a lot of room in the whole mansion and even here on the second floor alone. I could just tell him to transfer me somwhere since I don't like the fact that we're really starting to look like a fucking couple somehow.
Staying in the same room, goodnight greetings and kisses that he never did. Eww! I gotta find my own room so I can fucking strip according to my own occord.
Nakakapagod makipag plastikan kasi. And does he even know I'm much more comfortable sleeping naked? And I couldn't do any of that because of the fear that he might see me in that state and other shits?
Dang it, where's my fucking boundary?
Padabog kong binuksan ang isa sa mga kwarto dahil sa mga alalaahin at pumasok sa loob upang maglibot. Ang kaso lang ay puro alikabok lang naman ang buong silid at halos natatabunan ng itim na tela ang mga gamit.
Napabuga ako ng hangin dahil doon at aktong lalabas na sana, pero ganoon nalang talaga ang kamuntik na pagkatalon nang may makitang babae sa gilid!
Mabubuo na nga sana ang mga tili sa lalamunan ko, ngunit nauwi lang iyo sa isang singhap. Agad pa akong napahawak sa dibdib nang mapagtantong isa lang pala itong human sized painting. Natabing ko pala kasi ang telang bumabalot dito kanina.
Pero to think of it, napaka ganda ng babae sa larawan kahit pa mukhang may kalumaan na ito. Nakasuot siya ng itim na bestida at nakahawing itim na belo. She was also holding a bouquet of black roses but her smile was so genuine, contradicting the darkness of the entire painting's vibe.
Her face was too angelic, eyes that's so pretty too and it seemed like she was the happiest person on earth. And there it was, I was busy adoring her entire existence in the painting when a realization hitted my mind.
"Is this a wedding photo?"
Curiosity leads the best of me, especially upon seeing that her arms were actually intertwined with someone. Hindi lang kita kung sino dahil nga natatabunan pa ng tela kaya sinubukan ko itong hawiin.
"Perhaps a gothic wedding with Zayde? Holy crap, she might be his wife?" bulong ko sa sarili at sinubukan uling hilain ang tela. Pero mukhang naka pako ata iyon sa likod ng painting kaya napa singhal ako.
Akmang sisilipin ko nalang sana, ngunit ganoon nalang talaga ang pagkagitla nang biglang nagpatay sindi ang ilaw.
"Oh, fuck," napamura pa ako at agad na napalayo sa painting. Lalo't sa hindi maipaliwanag na dahilan ay unti unti nang nagsitayuan ang mga balahibo ko sa katawan.
"What do you think you're doing? This is forbidden, isn't it?"
Sa isang iglap ay agad akong natuod sa kinatatayuan dahil sa malamig at baritong boses na 'yon. It wasn't familiar and it's definitely not Zayde's. Making my heart drop as I quickly scan the entire place to see the owner of the voice.
But no one was there.
"Sino ka? kunot noo kong tanong, ngunit tanging ang pamilyar na pagaspas ng hangin lang ang sumagot doon.
Maya maya pa ay tuluyan nang namatay ang ilaw sa silid. Dahilan upang mapasinghap ako at unti unti ring umatras palabas ng kwarto sa kabila ng panggagatog ng mga binti.
"Your Lord told you that cellphone isn't allowed in the mansion. So as entering other rooms without permission, right?" muling saad ng malaking boses at sa pagkakataong iyon ay ang ang isang ilaw naman sa hallway ang namatay.
Napaaatras ako ulit dahil doon, ngunit kung gaano kabilis ang hakang ko palayo ang ganoon din kabilis ang pagkapatay ng mga ilaw sa mahabang hallway. Na para bang hinahabol ako ng kadiliman.
O baka ng hinahabol ako ng nilalang na nagtatago sa likod nito?
"Get the hell away from me you evil spirit! I have a holy water!" giit ko at akmang duduraan na talaga ito. Ngunit sa isang iglap ay bigla nalang ulit sabay sabay na nagliwanag ang mga ilaw at ganoon nalang talaga ang pakunot ng noo nang marinig ang mahinang pagtawa ng kung sino.
Anak ng paniki! Pinaglalaruan ba ako ni Zayde? But wait, he's working and it's definitely not his voice nga!
So who the hell is this?
Nagpalinga linga ako sa paligid ngunit tanging ako lang naman ang nilalang na nasa hallway, at ang mga painting na naka dikit sa pader.
"Whacha screyumeingh aight?"
Halos manlaki ang mga mata ko nang buksan ni Damon ang pinto ng kasalukuyan kong katapat na kwarto. Gulo pa ang buhok nito at napakusot pa da mga ngunit kahit kailan talaga ay hindi ko parin maintindihan kung anong pinagsasabi niya.
"H-ha?" tanging sambit ko na lang sa kabila ng lahat ng pinagdaanan.
"Aigh haskeh whatcha screyumeing aight?"
Napakurap kurap ako. "Pwede mo bang isulat nalang sa papel ang gusto mong sabihin?"
"Idiot! Damon asked why the fuck are you screaming in the middle of the fucking night, you slowpoke dimwitted and disgusting woman!"
Muli akong natuod sa kinatatayuan nang marinig ulit ang boses na 'yon. Sa pagkakataong iyon ay lumingon ako upang tuluyang makaharap ang may ari, at ganoon nalang talaga ang pagka awang ng bibig nang mapagtanto kung sino ito.
Iyong uwak.
"What? Why are you staring? I am the translator of that alien languague-speaking Butler. And also the official guardian of this household. Do you have a problem with that?"
Napalunok ako ng laway at seryoso itong itinuro ng bahagya pang nanginginig na mga kamay.
"Y-you're talking. Y-you can actually talk like a normal person."
"I can also bite. Do you want to have a first hand experience?
Right at the moment, an uncontrollable laughter rumbled up my throat as I horribly shook off my head. Dude, I can't believe I'm saying this, but Zayde was literally the most sanest creature in this mansion and I freaking need him to come home and come back to me. As in right now.
I sincerely need a dosage of sanity and touch some grasses, I think?
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