I'm not trying to be a hero. I know that I wont gain anything by helping them. However, their desperation pushes me to do things even if it's against the rules, like stealing Raina's case file for example. I drove all the way from San Lorenzo Police District just to get those files with the help of my colleague. Not to mention, I've been sleepless for almost three days now and I feel like I might pass out soon. Nonetheless, I like what I'm doing. This is actually my dream: investigating and solving cases, stuffs like that. I've studied criminology for years. Been in a training and all that process, but I ended up being push around by that misogynist asshole, Officer Nate.
I left Raina at my dorm to go back to my house. I hope she won't get caught or I'll be in big trouble.
"Can I see that painting?" I said to Allen.
Kyle is still in shock that he locked himself again in Pepper's room. My poor sister can't use her own room anymore. These iThe truth sometimes doesn’t always have to be told. Truths doesn’t always set one free. Sometimes, it imprisoned them. Lock them up in a dark, empty room and the only key are the lies. Today is October 1st. The first day where the whispers in my ears starts to prattle again. There’s ringing, then murmuring and babbling non-stop. You’re better off dead. You should’ve died that day.Everything about you is a lie.Liar Turns out, they’re right! My whole existence is a lie, and I’m slowly, day by day, failing to remember what the truth is. The whole truth. Standing at the edge of the bridge, I breathe heavily. There are signs of storm coming. One strong blow of the wind and I know I will f
Sunday afternoon, while enjoying my day off from my two part time jobs. Dad called, asking if I already ate, what did I ate and how am I doing. He's a big worrier. He's always anxious that I might not be taking care of myself. Others might find it annoying because I'm a grown up man now. I'm already 26, yet Dad treats me like I'm still a baby. But it's rare for someone who isn't related to you by blood, cares for you too much. And I'm grateful for that. "Just don't get sick, ok? Tell me right away if you do. I'll call you again, Kyle. Bye!"he said before he hangs up. I unmuted the TV and lay down on my sofa comfortably. I can't blame him for being so overly worried about me. I've been in and out of the hospital for a month now. In random days, I get fever. Sometimes,
2 months earlier "Tell me about yourself." Here we go again. Another mendacious storytelling to share with these two interviewers sitting in front of me. They both looked comfortable in their seat, wearing their black badass business attire as if they're the CEO of this company. The other woman doesn't pay attention to me though, she just kept reading and sorting papers on the table. My name is Raina Joaquin26 years oldBorn on January 3, 1994A novelist. My Dad is a professional taekwondo trainor and my Mom is professional Chess player, who competes around the world.And I am loved, and surrounded by so many lovely people. This is my default story. None of these information are real, not even one. Sometimes, I'm Joanna, a Veterinarian that lives in an apartment with my five dogs and three cats, living
I look down from the bridge and waited for her to come through the surface. I wait and wait, but she doesn't seem to emerge from the water. The cold wind started to blew amizzle of rain over us. I cross over the edge, planning to jump and save her. There's another way down to the bridge but It'll take much time. "NO!!! KYLE, STOP!" Allen shouted, as he and Hue run towards me. "I HAVE TO SAVE HER!! CALL AN AMBULANCE, HUE!" "I SAID NO, KYLE! THIS IS TOO DANGEROUS! You both could die!" Allen gripped on my arms. "Or survive, Allen! Do you want her to end up like your brother? We have to save her!" He looked at me in the eye and slowly released my arms. I can see that he's frantic, but we don't have any choice. I'm the only one who's capable of doing this. Allen can't swim and Hue is drunk. "Call an ambulance!" I said before I jumped off.
I woke up by an indistinct chatter from a distance. Not too far, it’s like we’re just in the same room. I don’t know where I am but it reeks of alcohol in here. It smells like flu, or some kind of an air-borne sickness that you can smell and taste when you breathe it in with your mouth. I hate it. As I slowly open my eyes, I realized right away that I’m in a Hospital. A bit confused, I look around and see three guys standing and staring at me, like I’m some kind of a ghost. Clearly, I don’t know them, but I can see that they’re just around my age. I'm not sure if I heard it right, but they're saying things like being a ghosts or something. I felt very hot, winded and I started feeling dizzy, so I closed my eyes again. I can feel the pulsing of my head. “Call the Doctor! Hurry!” One of them shouted and one of them run off through the door. I tried to remember what happened to me. All I can reca
I was on my way back to the hospital when Kyle called me saying Raina already ran away, and that she's said things like he's going to kill her. I got worried that she might attempt to suicide again. She needs help, I saw it in her. Those familiar sad eyes desperately seeking for someone to save her. It's the same as my brother. That was five years ago when he took his own life. I was there. Watching him do it. And until now, it tortures me. If only I didn't ignore his constant feeling of sadness and despair, maybe he'd still be here. I knew he needed someone. Somebody he could talk to. About his pain. I knew that it could be me, but I'm too afraid to ask. Afraid that I can't be of any help, so I stayed silent and just watch him lose interest in everything. I've seen it all. Until one day, students were all panicky as they gathered in the school yard, looking up to the guy who is standing on the edge of the rooftop. I wa
"I'm not going home with you, Dad." I say. I don't want to leave yet, not until I finally talked to Raina. I can't believe Dad come all the way here just because he was worried. A colleague of him saw us on the ambulance rescue last night as they patrol in the area. My phone's dead because it got wet so I didn't know he was calling me. He called Hue and Allen too but they're just too occupied of what's happening too. "I don't wanna be the anti-hero here, Kyle! But you acted so stupid! You could've drowned there for God's sake!!" Dad said furiously. The three of us are just bowing our heads, arms at the back as though we are being scolded in the military. "And I've never been dissappointed in you Allen!" He added. Everyone has high expectations with Allen, he's so easy to trust. Hearing those words, I know he feels terrible, and I notice he bowed his head eve
Before going into my apartment, I went to the rooftop where a lot of used stuffs left by the residents of the building. It's quiet up here, I have no plans on jumping again, I just don't want to feel cornered in my room. I haven't eaten anything in two days, my stomach is hurts really bad. I wonder if I did the right thing ignoring those people who saved me and wanted to help me. I can't tell if people are being genuine anymore, but they seemed desperate to know me. In fact, I'm curious too, about what Allen said earlier. I wonder why did Kyle thinks he is connected to me. After the sun goes down, I finally had the courage to go back to my apartment. But as soon as I got there, a bag full of clothes are outside the door and it's already locked. I knew already that the landlady did this. I realized that I am now officially a complete homeless. I looked at my phone and it's almost dead. I'm