Wariana’s POV

Ilang linggo akong nandito. Hindi makaalis at hindi nagagamot ang sugat na matagal ng iniinda, may isang galon ng tubig dito at dalawang biscuit. Suprise! Buhay pa ako!

At dahil kahit papaano ay naghilom na ang paso ko ay naghanap na ako ng paraan para makatakas. Sinubukan kong basagin ang pinto pero parang may nakaharang sa labas kaya hindi ko talaga matanggal. Sinubukan ko rin ang bintana na patungan ng tela pero lahat ng ipinapatong ko ay natutunaw din.

Nagtataka ako kung ano ang dahilan kung bakit ang kwarto ko ay may mga nakakatunaw na.. kemikal.

The biscuit and the gallon of water made me survived for one week? Until one day, miracle happened.

It was Saturday, October 2, 20xx. Around 11:00 PM, miraculously, a maid opened the door. Asking me why am I still here and I still have a party to attend. Kahit na ganito na ang nangyari sa akin, I chose to remain silent. Wala rin naman mangyayari kung magsasabi ako 'di ba?

The maid of Casa Fuentez took me to the dressing room and gave me an invitation letter. I tried to recall if I was really invited to this somewhat, celebration?

You are invited to

Amiko Tahaka's 18th Birthday

@Tahaka Residence in 12 midnight.

Still wondering who the heck is Amiko Tahaka, I still need to attend this. According to the maid, it's a bussiness partner. So, if this is all about bussiness. Where's dad? I haven't seen him since the time I hold the freedom I have been longing for one week.

The maid said that dad ordered that I shall go there because he's quite busy. So I'll be the representative. For that formal ball, I chose to wear a simple off-shoulders white dress that only reaches above my knees. I decided to partner it with black leather boots and I put my hair into a bun and apply light make-up. Just my simple and fast transformation.

It was already dark when I traveled. The driver knows the address even though it wasn't completely mentioned in the invitation. Good thing is that because of boredom, I chose to sleep. There's no way to escape. Only miracle can save me from that damnation. Thank goodness that miracles do happen.

“Were already here, Miss Wariana.” I composed myself first before leaving the car. I was welcomed with an elegant mansion. There were lights, and music. I can hear it from here. Napatingin naman ako sa guard, oh the invitation.

The chandelier is the first thing you can easily notice. The next one is a group of people dancing waltz. Heads up, I walked towards an empty table. I also wore white lace gloves so I can cover my burned skin.

A woman offered me a champagne which I refused to drink but she left a glass of it in my table.

“Good evening, Miss?” I turned my head and saw a stranger with the same age as mine wanting to know my name and offering a shakehands. I smiled before accepting it.

“Rae, you?” I asked

“I'm Nielos, nice to meet you, Rae.” he smiled

“The pleasure is mine, Mr. Nielos.”

He started the conversation about bussiness and politics. Yeah, a kind of a successor is he? Nag-abang ako na magsimula ang program hanggang sa bigla nalang nawalan ng ilaw. While I was blinded by darkness my hands were being grabbed pulled by someone.

“Nielos?!” I asked completely clueless of what's happening. Naramdaman ko nalang na nakaupo ako at may pwersang pumipigil sa akin.

Then, the lights went on again and it's the b*tchy life became mean on me again.

Nakatali ako sa upuan, I am facing a mirror. Wait, I don't think so this is a mirror. Napatitig ako sa kaharap ko, why it feels like that I'm looking at myself but it isn't me?

Nanatili akong nakatitig sa salamin o sa kung ano man sa harap ko ng tahimik ng biglang sumuka ng dugo ang tinititigan ko. Sh*t! Hindi nga ito salamin. Am I staring at a projector?

“R-re..” she's having difficulty in speaking. Then she began to cry out loud.

Titig na titig ako sa video sa harap ko ng may isang mabigat at matigas na bagay ang humampas sa likod ng ulo ko. It made me feels so dizzy. Pakiramdam ko magsusuka ako which happen suddenly. Nagsuka ako ng dugo and conciousness once again left me.

“Mommy, masakit po..”

“Elina, bakit mo hawak ang anak ko?!” isang babae ang dumating, she's wearing the same dress with the woman whose she named Elina at ang babaeng may hawak na bata.

“Wala kang kwenta!” then Elina pushed the girl away from her, harshly.

“Sino po kayo?” the girl asked

“Magsama kayo!” then the lady named Iyana walked out. Leaving the crying child and the new comer lady.

“Camia.. my daughter.” she spoke with a low voice.

“Hindi niyo po anak...”

“Elina, what are you doing here?!” an authorative voice of a man emerged in the whole room.

“A-aiden, ako si Iyana.”

“Liar, get out of here!”

A pain in the back of my head. 'Yan ang iniinda ko habang inaalala ang mga pangyayari. I looked at the mirror in front of me. I felt scared with the writings in the mirror. It was all written using a very coloured dark red blood. But the question still remains. Sino ka ba talaga Akimoto?!

Can you remember me? Please, remember me before they do. Remember her, you killed her by the way. She cried, she was hurt, she was broken, she was neglected. She was asking for your help.. for you to stop yet you still chose to be someone’s puppet.

Your forgotten friend,
Akimoto

And who did I killed? Who is she?

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A/N: Malapit na po tayo sa katapusan. Konting kembowts nalang. Sorry talaga sa very tagal na update. I just wanna let you know na noong una ay hindi talaga established ang plot ng WAFA. I just wrote what I wanted. But now, just sit back and relax. Dahil ang istoryang WAFA, sa isip ko ay tapos na.

Thank you for those who still give me—or this book a chance. I'm very thankful.

Seeyah in next chapters! #MgaNalalabingKabanata

Ps. Editing na talaga ang story na 'to.

Pps. Di ko sure ang sequel.

Lovelots,
Twenty