The Untold Chronicle: Fire and Rain

Chapter 4

It is Saturday morning, and I was awakened by heavy rain.  Due to the cold weather, I shivered as I stood up. I immediately went to the bathroom to clean my face before returning to my bedroom to look for a heavy jacket.

I went to the kitchen to make a coffee after tying my hair. It was only seven o'clock in the morning when I checked my watch. I was still waiting for my coffee to finish.  When my phone suddenly rang, it was Zoelle.

“Hey,” I answered in my morning voice.

“It is raining. Still, come here. You can sleep here overnight too.” She suggested.

“Alright. I’ll come over before lunch.” I spoke.

“Okay!” she just replied before she hangs up the call.

I had just finished boiling some water so I look for a cup so I could prepare it. I also poured one and a half tablespoons of sugar and brought it to the table. The good thing is I still had bread here, just a leftover from yesterday, so that's probably what I'll eat for breakfast.

While eating, I opened my f*******:, I started scrolling the posts and reacting to those I knew. I was about to put my phone down when the next post was the news about last night. Looks like the news spread so quickly. I read the headline of the article and they mentioned the girl who witnessed the crime.

Once they knew that it was me, they will surely look for my statement, and looks like I don’t want to speak it out in public because it is still dangerous. The killer escaped and once I released a statement about the crime, he will probably look for me. I am just alone in my house, and it will be easy for him to kill me too.

I don’t want that to happen, so I come up with a decision to finish my breakfast and leave to stay at Zoelle’s apartment on weekends. I just finished drinking my coffee and bread before I stood and entered my room to ready my clothes. Minutes passed after finished packing my 2 days cloth, I’ve decided to take a bath.

I am about to go out of my room when I passed by the trash bin beside the door, seeing that trash bin made me remember the book with the old folklore stories I’d read last night, stories that are 100% not true. I put my lips on a grim line before continuing to leave my room.

I was raised in a province, and I am very aware of those kinds of folklore stories but the thing I don’t believe is the reason for their feud. Who would have thought that a giant r***d a female werehorse? See, it is so unbelievable!

I am gloomy the whole morning because of that though, so I left the house until I finished fixing my hair and getting ready. Before leaving the house, I made sure I wore a hat and sunglasses because I was worried that people would recognize me and bombard me with questions.

When I left the apartment, as expected, there were plenty of reporters waiting for me, but two bodyguards stopped them and prevented them from entering. I casually walked out of the entrance so they wouldn't notice it was me.

 It's already 9 a.m. so I immediately looked for a taxi to take me because riding in public jeepneys was terrifying thinking that someone would recognize me. Before I went inside, I just told him where Zoelle's apartment was. I’ve decided to come early to Zoelle’s apartment, so I inform her.

I picked my phone to dial her number but before I dialed the phone number she called first, I answered it immediately and put it on my shoulder because I also had to take the money to pay for the taxi.

“Girl! You’re all over the news!” she announced so loudly.

“Lower your voice Zoelle! I’m coming” I said in annoyance so she finally lowered her voice

“Now? I was about to go out to buy groceries” I was saddened.

“You can go out; I know your pin, so I’ll just wait for you,” I said which she immediately agreed.

“Okay, okay!” she just said before ending the call

I put my phone down and looked on my right side so I can see the view. I was busy watching the people walking beside the streets when I felt like I was being watched. I looked at the guy in the rearview mirror.

With the help of my shades, I was able to watch his moves. I saw him looking at the road before glancing at the rearview mirror. I became uncomfortable with his creepy moves until he repeated them. I didn’t waste my time, so I already talked.

“Why do you keep on looking at me?” I asked calmly and his eyes slightly widened.

“Stop the car,” I said in a serious voice.

He didn’t talk and continued driving, I fixed my things and acted like I am not scared. Even if he did something unethical to me, I could still defense myself so he better did nothing, so he won’t end up in prison.

“Stop the car or I’ll start to dial the police?” I warned him and showed him my phone screen with the number of police on it.

He obeyed without saying a thing, he parked the taxi beside the street and let me go out of the taxi without even apologizing for his move. Obeying me made him guilty for what he did, and I should report this.

I prepared my phone into a video and record his car plate number. I stepped back before heaving a sigh. My heart is beating so fast when another taxi approached me, because of what had just happened earlier, I refused him.

Zoelle’s apartment is just a few walks from here so maybe I’ll just walk to get into her apartment. The weather is so windy and refreshing. It somehow calms me, I started walking and letting the wind hug me.

Remembering the scenario earlier reminds me of the story written in the small book last night. The Giant r***d the female werehorse, because of it I decided not to help the remaining giant, being a r****t or giving lusty motives is a big sin.

Suddenly, I came up with the thought of helping the remaining Giant and ask him for his explanation. When I already heard his own opinion, I’ll be the one to report him and made him go to jail. I smirked with that though, so I reached the apartment of Zoelle with a smiling face.

I entered the apartment, and you can tell that she picked a good place to live because the place was air-conditioned and had good maintenance. How come they still call this an apartment even though it looked like a hotel.

I shrugged as an answer to my question before heading the stairs, her unit is just on the second floor so I shouldn’t wait my time for waiting for the elevator to go down. As soon as I reached the second floor, I looked for her unit.

I rang her doorbell and when she didn’t respond, I already pressed the pin beside smiled at her doorknob, see? Even the lock is so modern. The door lock clicked so I opened the door and enter. I was amazed at how neat she is.

Her things were well organized and her favorite place, the living room, also looked comfortable. I continued roaming my eyes in her unit. The walls were painted in light pink, a color that is not that bright and combined with light purple. It was like a gradient.

I went to her couch and sat while waiting for her. I put my phone out to text her that I’m already here. She didn’t reply quickly so maybe she’s busy looking for something to buy. I was about to stand up when my phone rang, it was my father. I smiled before answering his call.

“Papa?” I lively greet him.

“I was so nervous about you. I heard you on the news, Theia. Please be careful next time” he said in a nervous tone.

I smiled before I answered him.

“Of course, Pa. I am currently at Zoelle’s place. There’s a lot of reporters waiting for me outside the apartment” I informed him before hearing his sighs.

I started to play with my fingers while waiting for his approval about my decision. On Monday if there’s still a lot of reporters waiting for me, I’d probably just drop by to get more clothes and go back here.

“Good decision, stay with her until the news goes down” he suggested.

“Pa, the news won’t go down until they got my statement,” I told him in a low voice.

I started to hear some chickens on the line, looks like he went out of the house to feed them. I suddenly missed being in province, whenever he’s out I am the one who’s feeding his chickens.

“Yeah but stay at Zoelle’s place first. I’ll hang up already, I still need to feed my chickens,” he told me, so I agreed and told him to take care also before ending the call.

I placed my bag on the center table and leave my phone with me before I stood up to open the television. I waited for it to open before I went to her Netflix to look for something to watch while waiting for her.

10 in the morning when I heard the door open and Zoelle entered. She smiled when she saw me waiting for her, I watched her running to the kitchen to drop the groceries before going back to me.

“Oh my gosh! You’re okay, huh? Tell me if you’re hurt” She nervously said and started to scan my body like she was looking for wounds or bruises.

“Come on, I’m fine” I chuckled as I answered.

Instead of answering she hugged me so tight until I heard her sobbing. I immediately push her out of the hug before looking at her face, I was right. She’s crying, is she that worried about me? I smiled at her before I started to wipe her tears, which made her cry more.

“Sorry, I was too worried” she explained

“Obviously.” I teased her.

She smiled widely before hugging me again, I hugged her back and after a few minutes, she pulled herself out of the hug before she clung her arms to mine and invited me to the kitchen.

“I’ll cook.” she excitedly said.