Revenge over Love

Chapter Five

I opened my eyes. The place is not familiar to me. The wall color is a mixture of cream and green, and the color of my room is not like that.

I looked around. The room I'm in is spacious. There are white curtains on the balcony, they move in the breeze of the wind. I think it was morning because of the sun's rays coming from the window.

The furniture inside is pure narra. Obviously classy, with fine workmanship. It has quality, obviously only the rich can afford it. When you have a lot of money you can buy everything you want even if you don't need it. Perks of being rich.

The furniture looks like a lot of money when you sell it on the black market. The rich will immediately buy the furniture. But furniture is really hard to steal because it is definitely too heavy to carry.

I was stunned. Suddenly, something came to my mind. I realized something.

Black Market.

It was like a replay that flowed through my memory of what happened last night. I got shot!

I suddenly sat up, remembering what happened. I gasped as I felt the pain in my waist. It was already covered with a bandage.

I was about to touch the wound from the gun when I couldn't move my right hand.

I'm in handcuffs!

I tried to pull on the handcuffs but they wouldn't open. My hand only hurt when I tried to pull them.

"Bullshit! Why am I in handcuffs?" I said, annoyed. I stared helplessly at my hand. As if, like when I look at it, it opens on its own.

If only I had a hair pin I could open it. But I don't see a single one. I was in the middle of the big bed, my body was sinking into its softness.

I was wearing a white nightgown. A vintage long sleeve nightgown. It's like I'm back in the past where queens wore such sleepwear. I removed the thick blanket that covered me. I was right, the nightgown was too long to reach my feet.

"Where am I?" I whispered to myself. I watched the whole room. Looking to see if I can find a way to remove the handcuffs.

I was in that position when the door of the room opened. A tall man stood up to me. My eyes widened when I recognized him.

"You?!" I exclaimed. Pointing at the man.

This is the guy in the unit next to me. Why is it here? Holding his pocket, he walked to the foot of the bed.

He used to have a playful smile on his lips, but now I can read a different sparkle in his eyes. Anger.

Who will he be angry with? To me? Why? Maybe he found out that I stole some stuff and money from his unit? Or maybe it's because I knocked him out? It's just one of those two.

"You're awake," he replied.

"What am I doing here?! Let me go! Take off my handcuffs!" I yelled at the man but he didn't even budge. His angry eyes were still looking straight ahead at me.

"Not so fast, Klemea Rinoa.." he pronounced my real name with a cold and serious voice.

I got nervous. How did he know my real name? I always used Ramirez, my mother's last name, not Rinoa.

I looked at the man sharply as I realized something. He investigate me.

"Who are you? How did you know my name?" I asked in a serious voice. There is anger building inside my chest.

"I'm Rico Aguirre. Does it ring a bell?" He answered, smirking. He used a sarcastic tone towards me.

Rico Aguirre? Does it mean this is the son of that old man? Because they both have the last name Aguirre.

"Let me go" I said. I looked at the man badly.

"I'm not dumb for letting you go. I already know your secret, Klemea. You plan to kill my father, Manuel Aguirre. I will not allow you to do that" he said with emphasis.

He really knows my secret. It seems that the person who investigated me was good because he knew the secret I was hiding. There is no way for me to deny what he said.

I smiled mockingly at the man.

"You think you can stop me from killing your soulless father because I'm handcuffed to this bed? Then you're wrong."

"Try me Klemea. I won't give you a chance to kill my father! Never" the expression on Rico's face darkened at me. The veins in his neck and arms show that he is holding back the anger that wanted to escape in those moments.

"What are you going to do to me? You're going to kill me like your father did to my parents? I'm not afraid of dying", I laughed. But in my mind, Manuel was the first to die before me. Over my dead body.

"I won't do that" the way he stared at me got cold. It gives chills running through my body. I stopped laughing. It looks like Rico is planning something bad.

"What did you say?" I got agitated.

"I will kill your friend first. Her name is Blanca Morfie, right? I know her address", he added.

I looked at the man with glazed eyes when I heard my friend's name when he mentioned it.

"You Bastard! Don't involve Blanca! She has nothing to do with this!" I said,hysterical. I struggled to grab Rico but I couldn't because of the handcuffs on my right hand. "Bastard!"

I threw a pillow at him. It didn't hit Rico because I didn't throw enough. I seethed with anger at his devilish grin.

"Mama will be here this week, because I don't know what I'm going to do with you. I want you to be nice and not make trouble . Mama doesn't know your plan yet. I don't want her to be stressed and hospitalized again. That's why I'm warning you", he threatened.

"Damn you!" I shouted.

"One wrong move and your best friend will die. You choose" said Rico, folding his arms.

I'm still angry, looking at Rico. He looked relaxed, as if I was sure to agree with what he wanted. I will escape from here, I have to protect Blanca from him.

"Don't try to run away. My staff can kill your friend with just one call. Before you get to her apartment, she's sure to be dead" said Rico, reading the contents of my mind.

I felt fear, not for myself but for my friend. My conscience can't let Blanca get involved in my mess.

I'll just be nice to his mom when she comes home from the hospital. That's all he asked for. Perhaps I can pretend to be nice just to save my friend.

"What's your decision? I don't have much time waiting for your answer"

" If I do what you say, you won't hurt my friend?" I asked to be sure. My feelings protested at that moment. I can not do anything.

"Of course, I have a word."

I sighed as I slowly nodded. Sign of give up.

"Is that a yes?" He asked.

"Yes" I answered firmly. I answered him with my forehead raised.

"In that case, call your friend, tell her you're going on vacation so you won't be able to see her", he pulled out his cellphone from his pants. He handed it to me. "I'm not bad enough,so you can say goodbye to your friend. Turn on the loud speaker", I heard Rico add.

Even though it was difficult for me to dial because I used my left hand and my right hand was handcuffed.I still managed to call Blanca. I put the cellphone on loudspeaker as Rico ordered. On the second ring, Blanca answered.

"Blanca.." I murmured

"Klemea! Why did you call just now? I kept calling you a while ago! I was worried about you. I thought something bad had happened to you!" Blanca asked on the other line.

I swallowed first to get rid of the lump in my throat. I can't even think about Blanca dying because of me.

"Blanca, listen to me first..." I began. I looked at Rico. He raised his eyebrows in a manly way, as if threatening me that if I said something wrong, he would kill my friend.

"Where are you? Come home, I'm worried about you", I heard the worry in her voice.

I cleared my throat and pretended to be happy and laughed, then I smiled. I'm really good at acting.

"Don't be paranoid Blanca, I'm fine. I want to go on vacation so I can't go home right now" -or maybe I won't be able to go back there, I would like to add.

"Vacation?! Why all of a sudden? Where are you really?" The tone of her voice is high. It's really surprising that I'm going on vacation right away without any notice and I'm not really having fun on my travel vacation.

"Chill! I just want to go on vacation, don't worry about me, okay? Take care of yourself while I'm gone"

"Why does the tone of your voice seem like your saying goodbye? Klemea! What is happening to you? Where are you?"

"You're OA again. I'll just call you when I get home, bye? Muwah!"

"Klem-" I hung up. If Blanca and I talk longer, she will surely know that I am in danger. I don't want her to come here and get hurt.

"Oh, it's done,Majesty" I said sarcastically to Rico. I threw the cellphone on the soft surface of the bed. He immediately picked up the phone.

"Good. For the meantime, you stay here while Mama is gone. Enjoy being handcuffed" the way he stared at me was still cold as ice.

"What?! Let me go Rico! You jerk!" I screamed.

"Why would I do that?"

"Rico!" I saw him step towards the door. "You jerk! Let me go!"

I cursed him to death but he still didn't look at me. He finally went out of the room.

The door was already closed and I heard it click. The door of the room was locked.

Thanks to him and I don't have a pin in my hair. I can easily open the safety boxes and doors. Even difficult combinations I can easily guess. I'm a thief for nothing.

But it looks like I'm going to have a hard time. My hair is lying down. There is not even a tie or pin inserted in my hair. Even the bedside table is too far from me. Even if I use my feet.

"The jerk is really prepared"I whispered. Furious.