Beautiful Spring

CHAPTER 3- A GOOD DAY TO COOK

I can't sleep. My eyes were open the whole night. I was wondering if they will suddenly open the door and shoot me. I even imagine how my family's feeling now. I wonder if they are looking for me. I wonder if MeyMey brush her teeth, if Mark over time on reading books again, I wonder how their meal taste.

I miss them that I can't even sleep.

I know morning is approaching when a few rays of sunrise slip through the windows. I feel tired and exhausted even after resting for hours.

There was a knock so I hurriedly open the door and the two big guys appeared before me. I don't want to see them early this morning. It felt like a nightmare.

"We will leave. Anyways, I'm Bumer" The one big guy said. So, he is Bumer but what the heck! It's too late for introduction! And are you really supposed to be friendly to your victim?!

"I'm Bazzer" The other big guy said. I smiled awkwardly and nod several times.

Why would they introduce themselves out of nowhere?!

"I-I'm Maynard" I said not to sound rude. They hold both of my arms and led me to a black van. I knew it was the van that hit me yesterday. It gives me chills.

I looked at my reflection. I don't have major injuries. I got few scratches but the old man insisted for me to go to their house doctor. It sounds insane yet I got myself there not because I want to but because I'm afraid to disobey.

The van drives for at least 40 minutes and we stopped in a blue house. What's with blue? Is it that old man's favorite color? Gosh. Bumer throws a backpack and some baggage from the trunk. I supposed it's my stuff. We enter the house and it seems nice. The materials are all good and high class but I know something's missing.

The place is cozy but it is not warm.

There are two rooms. Bazzer told me that the first door is for me and the second room is for them. They will occasionally visit me, no, scratch that, observe me.

"Damn, I'm hungry!" Bumer said as he laid down on the couch. He pulls his phone and is ready to call but Bazzer stops him.

"We should eat something healthy today"

"Why eat healthy when we will die someday! Let's eat delicious food to our hearts' content!"

"You're gonna die soon, jerk!"

"Who are you calling jerk?!!"

I watched them silently quarrel. To be honest, I am starving. I don't have time to be distracted by these two big guys. I stood up and head to the kitchen. I will never accept that I'll die of starvation when I already survive being hit by a car and almost shot by a g*n.

Maybe I have a talent.

Anyways, I head to the kitchen and found some interesting ingredients. I found rice, carrots, chicken, potatoes, garlic, pepper. I remember Mom used to cook adobo. It is her favorite dish. I remember how Mom would smile when we, my siblings, will try to cook it for her.

My heart aches but I have to be strong. I still have 3 months to complete the mission and be with them again! I can't let sadness drive me away.

I cooked the rice and prepare the chicken and other ingredients. I also found soy sauce and vinegar that are both necessary for the dish. An hour passed by, they are still arguing whether to order or go outside to buy food. I finished cooking so I go back to the living room to see how is it going.

EVERYTHING IS MESSY!

Did they fight? Are they both alive? I found Bumer lifting the chair! Good gracious! On the other hand, Bazzer's holding a huge vase with a damn tree inside it! These monsters are terrifying!

"S-Stoop it! I cooked s-so let's eat!" I run in between before the situation becomes b****y. How did a simple argument end up with turning the living room upside down!

"What?" They both looked at me surprisingly.

"It's all served"

"Oh, okay" They both settled.

I wouldn't be surprised if they are both emotionally unstable. But at least they are calmer than before. We head to the dining table and fill ourselves.

Wow. I miss eating. I know I only haven't eaten in a day and I am overdramatic but who cares. I am better now. Food is always the best.

"Boy, that was awesome!" Bumer said while burping. That was disgusting but I don't dare to oppose him.

"It's nice. Thank you for the food" Bazzer said wiping his mouth with a tissue. I like that he's more decent but is that what you gonna say to your victim! To your hostage!

"T-Thanks"

"You ride a bicycle, right? Chairman bought you one" Bumer said handing me a piece of paper.

Kontcy's Elite Academy

It's the first time I've heard of it. An elite academy? My expectations are high but me? Am I gonna fit there? I've been in a public school since I was six. My tension rises as I continue to overthink about the school.

I'm gonna go there tomorrow.

"The address is written on the back. It'll be better if you relax and enjoy the school like a normal high school student"

THAT WAS THE LAST THING I WANTED TO HEAR! TO ENJOY MY LIFE AS A HIGH SCHOOL STUDENT? YES, I CAN PROBABLY DO THAT IF I WASN'T TAKEN AS YOUR HOSTAGE.

I feel like exploding.

"Do you want to write a letter for your family?" Bazzer said looking at my grim face. I gave a faint smile.

"The Chairman will visit them again today" He added.

I sigh. What should I write if ever? I only feel like crying... Will they hear that? Feel that? I miss them but I cannot worry about them.

"I-I don't know what to write," I said. That's the truth, I cannot say anything else.

"It's okay. Time will come that you will find the right words" Bazzer said and stood up from the dining table. I can't even look at him.

I want to believe him.

"Hey, Jerk! Do the dishes" He called for Bumer and they started fighting again. After that, Bumer was forced to do the dishes. Their fighting reminds me of Meymey and Mark. They also fight a lot over who's washing the dishes and sorting other chores. I honestly miss them. Like from the bottom of my heart, I deeply miss them.

Night comes, Bumer and Bazzer left me alone. I wouldn't dare to run away even so. They said they'll be back in the morning because they have a night job. I doubt that. I hope it's not something illegal.

Tomorrow will be the day.

I stare at the uniform hanging at the back of the door. Its blue shade delivers beauty but I cannot find peace in it.

I close my eyes and pray that tomorrow will be alright.

I pray I woke up tomorrow and realize it's all a dream.