When Revenge Knocks

CHAPTER I “F*ck! Push it harder!” “Yes, baby!” “Augh! Augh! You’re reaching my g-spot. Make it harder!” “Augh! I’m c*mming!” Bang! A sound of gun enveloped the whole room. The blood starts to bleed on the man’s head; as it’s trying to turn the white bed into red. “Bullseye!” I smiled. I gazed to the woman who is seemed shocked to what I did. “A-ayaw ko pa pong mamatay. Maawa po kayo sa akin. Ginagawa ko lang po ang trabaho ko,” pagmamakaawa sa akin ng babaeng kasama nito. Hindi na ako nagsalita. I give her a signal to leave. Kaagad niyang pinulot ang kaniyang mga saplot na nakakalat sa sahig. “S-salamat po.” Mabilis siyang tumakbo palabas. “Wait.” Hindi ko siya nilingon. “Sa oras na magsalita ka tungkol sa nakita mo, ikaw ang isusunod ko. Naiintindihan mo ba?” pagbabanta ko. “O-opo.” “Umalis ka na.” Tuluyan na siyang nakalabas nang marinig ko ang pagsara ng pinto. “One down, five to go.” Kahit kailan marurupok talaga ang mga lalaki. s*x is always their greatest fantasy. Ang iba namumuhay binata kahit may mga asawa na. Kagaya nitong nakabulagta ngayon sa madugong higaan. Hinayaang ipasok ang kaniyang batuta sa ibang lungga. Ano kaya ang kulang sa asawa ng isang ‘to? O sadyang makati lang talaga ang batuta niya at nakuhang ikiskis sa iba? Andrew Mateo Castanos, 34. May dalawang anak at magandang asawa. Pero bakit nakukuha pa rin nilang makipagkantutan sa ibang babae? Hindi pa ba sapat ang nabibigay ng kanilang mga asawa? How ironic having two children yet still trying to make out with other girls? Pinagmasdan ko ang dilat niyang mga mata. He has hazel brown eyes. He’s cute despite aging, I won’t deny. But in spite of having a nice face, he’s a jerk. Isa siya sa mga suspects ng pagkamatay ni Nasya, my bestfriend. It was like I am hitting one bird with two stones. Napaghiganti ko na ang kaibigan ko at nailigtas ko pa ang kaniyang pamilya sa katarantaduhan niya. Walang lugar ang isang kagaya niya sa mundo. Bakit kaya hinahayaan pa silang mabuhay? Ayos lang, mas masahol pa sa nagawa ko ang ginawa nila kay Nasya. Nilisan ko ang lugar na parang walang nangyari. Pagsakay ko sa aking sasakyan ay nagsidatingan naman ang mga awtoridad. Wala na akong panahon pa para sa susunod na mga eksena. I started to engine my car and leave the place, where a lifeless body of a jerk can be found. ***** “Hi, miss!” “You’re so hot!” “Let me f*ck you!” Despite the loud noise inside the bar, I was able to hear what they’re trying to say. I can feel their saliva whisker on my ears as they whisper. Some are trying to get even by touching my butt. As a response, I stare them devilishly and crumple their sensitive part. I could feel how painful it is by looking at their reaction. “F*ck you!” cursed by the guy, pointing at me. He’s holding his private area after I squeezed it. “Thanks but no thanks,” I replied, grinning. I headed into the front bar and ordered my drink. I chose to order one of their expensive cocktails― The Ono Champagne Cocktail. I can smell the fresh-squeezed orange juice and the sense of nectar. It gives pleasure on my taste buds. I ordered more yet I can’t feel I am already inebriated. Mayamaya lang may isang lalaking tumabi sa ‘kin. His charm differs from all other guys I’ve met in my life. He is damn handsome. He has an appearance which could allure every lady in the crowd. His unfathomable face easily registered into my mind. I couldn’t help myself but to stare at him. I am enchanted by his gorgeousness. As the disco lights touches his face, I could see his dazzling eyes starring on me, too. It is expressive and captivating. It could lose my senses if I wouldn’t stop looking at him. Why do I feel like falling from his looks? It shouldn’t be happening. I retracted my glance to the glass of cocktail I am holding. But I couldn’t stop glancing at him. “Do I have dirt on my face?” he asked, straightforwardly staring at me. Is he enchanting me? I was too stunned to respond as I heard his baritone voice. It complements his physique whose six-pack abs might hide on his white shirt covered by a leather jacket. I should supposedly act regal. I then immediately compose myself as I gathered confidence. I stare at him once more. “Nothing, boy,” I replied, trying to act normal. “Alright. By the way, I’m Austin,” he said, unclear to my hearing. I signed, pointing my ears telling him I couldn’t hear what he said. Good thing he was able to fathom what I meant. “H-Hosten?” I asked, curiously. He laughed as if I said something funny. So he moves closer to my seat. The next he did made me frozen. Hindi ko na siya napigil nang nilapit niya ang kaniyang mukha direkta sa aking tainga. “I am Austin not Hosten. Don’t worry, you are still gorgeous, miss. Nice to meeting you here,” he whispered. I could feel the air from his breathe. It was pleasant. The smell of the beer passed by my nose, it’s refreshing. Then he lends his hand, waiting for me to respond. I shook hands with him. “I’m Sheen,” I introduced. A smile flaunted on his lips seemingly winning a lottery. “What’s the problem?” I asked pryingly. “Oh, nothing,” he said, smirking. Then he raised the bottle of his drink. The loud sound of the disco keeps on hyping the bar goers. The conversation between me and that guy, Austin, creates dead air after our small chitchats. We’ve been busy with our own businesses on the table. Minutes passed until I felt like my vision becomes blurry and shaky. Yet I was able to drink the other glass of cocktail served to me. As I stand on my seat, I feel the dizziness. I can’t clearly see what’s going on. The loud noise irritates me. I don’t mind hitting people dancing in the dance floor. I just keep walking looking for the toilet. “Stupid!” someone cussed. “Asshole!” I replied. “I’m sorry, miss. I’ll take care of her,” I heard said by a man’s voice. Hindi ko na alam kung ano ang ginagawa ko. Naramdaman ko lang na mayroong umaalalay sa akin habang naglalakad. Ni hindi ko alam kung saan ako papunta. Sukang-suka na ako kaya gusto kong pumunta sa banyo. Pero saan ba ako dinadala ng lalaking ‘to? “Hey! Leave me alone! Kaya ko ang sarili ko!” pagpupumiglas ko. “You’re drunk. I’ll take you home, Sheen.” “Drunk? Ako lasing? Never akong nalalasing!” “Alright. But, let’s go. Baka mapag-tripan ka pa rito.” Pinipilit kong kumalas sa pagkakahawak niya. Hilong-hilo pa rin ako. Hanggang sa hindi ko na napigilan ng biglang sumama ang aking sikmura. “Ulk!” I vomited on his skirt. “Oh! I-I’m so sorry. Hahaha!” I laughed. I don’t know what the next thing happened after I lost my consciousness. The last thing I remember is someone catches me before I fall on the ground. @phiemharc – C1