"Wait, are you the one who called me earlier? The blood thing?" He asked confused.
I heard Sage's footsteps approaching so I didn't answer first. "Oh, Luke, what's up—"
"Bro, tell your sister that she's creepiest person I've ever met." Luke said immediately and turned away from us. We let him walk away.
Sage frowned as he wondered what Luke had done. When he turned to me his eyes were accusatory.
"What did you do to him?" He asked as if I could kill his friend.
I raised an eyebrow and shrugged. "I was just asking for some blood," I defended which caused him to burst out laughing. The transition of this shithead ..
I folded my arms and watched him narrow his eyes with laughter. He was still clapping so he looked even more stupid in my eyes.
"Jesus, Sadie, I'm sure you didn't even start the conversation the right way. Go tell him to have breakfast with us." He ordered and patted my shoulder so I stared at him and let him go.
I looked at the large door where Luke came out and quickly blocked a maid who passed in front of me.
"Wait," I stepped in.
The woman who was older than me was surprised so she stopped. "W-what's that ma'am Sadie?"
"Close the gates. Now." I said in a low tone before he passed and went straight out.
Luke's car was no longer in the parking lot so I walked down the hot road to the gate. And I was not mistaken, there was his car and honking the guard who did not leave his seat.
I smiled and kept walking towards his black BMW. The driver's seat door opened and he angrily removed his aviator, causing me to see his wrinkled forehead and irritated eyes.
"Mang Isko, I'll come out," he said in a low but strong tone. I don't think he noticed that I was approaching.
"I'm sorry sir Luke, the gate is closed—"
"What? Who shut it—"
"I did."
His eyes were heavy as he turned to me. I think his irritation increased even more when he saw my piercings, which were definitely glistening because they were hit by the sun.
"You again?"
"Yes, it's me again." I smiled. "Come inside, Sage is looking for you." I would excuse myself because I didn't want to feed him if I took his blood later, but his expression didn't change.
"I don't buy that. Open this damn gate and I'm going home,"
I shook and folded as I slowly walked closer.
"You have tattoos, I don't think you're afraid of needles. So why don't you wanna do me a favor?" I asked sincerely. Why the hell won't he agree, right?
His forehead furrowed and his teeth chattered. Oh anger, I like that. When he didn't answer I raised an eyebrow.
"Is it because of my piercings?"
He was stunned and stared at me. I secretly celebrated in my mind because I seemed to have spotted what he was hiding. I looked up but I was still looking into his startled eyes.
"What are you talking about—"
"What's with my piercings, Luke? Does it makes me less of a woman? Or there's something you wanna forget about but you can't because it reminds you of that—"
"What do you fucking want, woman?"
Damn. He looks so dangerous now. His dark aura and heavy pair of eyes is telling me I hit something inside of him. Should I dig more? I'm enjoying this.
"I already told you, I want your blood in my practical—"
"Bullshit. What's with my fucking blood?" He could no longer hide the irritation in his voice so I smiled.
"I don't know, we'll see."
"I dont want to,"
"Then you're left with no choice. Should I tell Lea that you're still stuck with her? Or I'll haunt every woman with piercings like me so I'd know why the fuck you despise us? Did someone with piercings broke your heart before? "
He was stunned again to look down on me.
"So you're sticking your nose in someone's business now?"
I smirked and shrugged my shoulders in amusement. "I'd do anything for your blood, Alejo."
He stared at me for a long time and seemed to be thinking about what I said, I nodded to Manong Isko so that he could leave because he might already hear what we were talking about.
The guard followed and returned to his post. When I looked back at Luke there was no longer the irritation on his face, instead there was the playful and strange look he was giving me.
"You can have my blood in a natural way, Eleanor." He said with a ghostly grin on his lips so I was the one who was confused and frowned.
What is he talking about? Natutal way? What?
"You want my blood? Let's make a baby then,"
My eyes widened and I stared at him in shock. I don't expect him to be alone with me now, especially since he looked so angry before. How did he easily managed to change his mood that fast? What's with the guys here in La Cuevas? Are they crazy? And really? He's smirking at me? Fuck, how dare him?
"That's not what I meant." I firmly said.
"But it's not a bad idea don't you think?"
"Don't mess around with me," I threatened while staring at him seriously.
"I don't like you either." He replied. "But sure, I'll give you my blood." I seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and secretly rejoiced because of that. "In one condition."
I raised an eyebrow and stared at him. What? It's just a little blood, why does he needs more conditions? The hell? I took a deep breath and nodded lazily. If only I didn’t really like his veins.
"You're not allowed to wear those piershits on when I'm around."
My eyebrows met and furrowed as I stared at him.
"What the fuck?" I just ejaculated. Isn't he the one who's weird here? Depriving me of my own preference and liberty really? Just for the blood ?!
"Then you're not having my blood—"
My eyes rolled as he turned his back on me so I quickly stepped closer and grabbed his hand. "Wait!" I exclaimed.
He stopped and looked down at the hand I was holding. Because of that I also stared there and saw that I was now holding the roots that I had been thinking about for a few days. Damn .. I could feel them in my palm! This is insane, it's protruding perfectly!
He pulled his hands away from my hold and I automatically creased my brows at him. The hatred. Annoying.
"What?" He asked annoyingly.
I sighed and looked at him.
"Fine, I'll take them off." I surrendered and stared at him.
He was still serious and just looked at me while holding the door of his car. It seemed to be waiting for me to do something so in my depression I decided to remove my piercings right in front of him. Damn it.
I removed four earrings on my right ear and two on the left. When I finished I presented in front of him the earrings that had accumulated in my palm so he looked down there and raised an eyebrow.
"Happy?" I asked sarcastically.
He played his tongue inside his cheek and I can't help but to follow the movement with my eyes.
"When's your practicals?" He asked in a calm and husky way so my eyes automatically widened in glee and hope.
"Now we're talking." I smirked and closed my palm and put the piercings inside my pj's pocket before answering.
"Next week friday, but I need to practice first."
He just stared at me and didn’t change his expression. "Time?"
"8:30, but you need to be there in 7."
He creased his brow as if he's thinking deeply over something, he might be checking his schedule in his mind or whatever, I don't care.
He licked his lower lip before asking, "Where's your school?"
"LCIU."
He nodded and finally opened his car but still didn't take his eyes off me. "Alright, I'll fetch you here. Now open the damn gate."
I frowned, "What? Where the hell are you going? I said we'll practice first—"
"I'm gonna clear up my schedule for you practicals, woman. Such a nuisance."
The last thing he said was almost in a whisper so I didn't hear much, but when I realized that he was going to work now for free on Friday, my face lit up and I quickly opened the gate to Isko.
"Bye idiot!" I shouted and he replied with two beeps before driving his way off from our mansion.
D-day. I woke up early once as usual. Just after five o'clock, I prepared my tackle box and replaced the equipment with new ones because our prof panot would check it before the actual one on one venipuncture.
I have also prepared the PPEs and what I will wear inside the lab coat. I can hear the incessant notification of my cellphone because of the chats of my blockmates. I read earlier that there are no other patients and they are having problems now.
I just ignored that and went down to eat. Sage and dad were still asleep but the maids were getting ready when I got down.
"Thanks," I said as they set the breakfast table and let me eat. When it was over I went back to the room to take a shower and get dressed.
I just wore a white t-shirt with the printed logo of La Cuevas International University, skinny jeans, and tennis shoes. For a few minutes I dried my shoulder length hair and pinned it tightly.
At seven o'clock I couldn't help but hurry because of the excitement and nervousness. Carrying the phlebotomy and venipuncture kit and labcoat in my left hand, black backpack on my right shoulder, and cellphone in my right hand I hurried out of the house.
I no longer brought the key because I remembered Luke saying he would pick me up. I found Sage just waking up and still rolling his eyes in the living room.
"Good morning," he greeted.
"Morning," I replied.
"Your practicals is today?" He asked more.
"Yes,"
"Hey, goodluck!"
"Thanks." I said as I passed him.
"Awts, gege."
I went out the door and waited for Luke. I raised my left hand and saw that it was 7:14 on my watch, I was late. I whispered to myself. I lowered the tackle box first, and hung the lab coat in my hand to open my cellphone.
Luke hasn't texted yet, I called him before so maybe he saved my number? It's not like he's tinext since then. As time went on and I got even more late so I decided to call him.
His cellphone just kept ringing. He does not answer. Why? Is he busy? But isn't his Friday cleared? Maybe he's still asleep? What the fuck? Did he forget today is the day of my practicals ?!
When I got four calls and he still didn't answer, I decided to just text him.
To Luke:
Fuck you, I'm late! I'll go to school first, just follow.
When I sent the message I quickly put my cellphone in my pocket and ran back to my room. Confused, Sage, who was having breakfast in the kitchen, looked at me.
I rummaged in my drawer for the mercedes key and hung it with my right finger before hurriedly running out.
I picked up the tackle box again and gritted my teeth as I ran into the parking lot and got in my car. I gasped as I got in and started the engine. I saw on my watch that it was 7:23 so I closed my eyes tightly and quickly drove out of the mansion.
"Eleanor, Sadie Trinity!"
I close my eyes in irritation and shudder as I walk into the lab room. Hannah had just come out with her patient who was ahead of me alphabetically, so I was next.
Carrying the PHLEB kit and wearing PPE I closed the door when I entered. Sir Bartolome raised an eyebrow at me when he realized I was not with the patient.
"Where's your patient, Eleanor?" Seriously, the strength of his voice and seems to always be shouting at you.
"I can extract blood from myself sir—"
"Of course you can, but I need to see your performance with a patient. So where's your patient?"
I tightened my grip on the handle of the box, "Then will you volunteer to be my patient, sir?" I asked without any expression that had his dry lips apart.
"Are you making fun of me, miss Eleanor ?! What do you think of my class ?! A game ?!"
"No, sir."
"I will overthrow you—"
"I told you sir, I'll just draw my own blood if you don't want to."
He took a deep breath and glared at me before dropping the papers he was holding on his desk and shivering back in his chair.
"It's up to you! Start!"
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes when I remembered that I had eaten before so that might affect the test results. Fuck, Luke, you're so dead to me.
I walked over to the table in front of him and placed my tackle box there.
"State your materials!" The panot professor shouted again.
I opened the tackle box and showed him the tools one by one while saying the names.
"I have blood collection tubes, non-sterile gloves, an assortment of needles and syringes of different sizes—"
"State the sizes you have."
"I have 3cc, 5cc, and 10cc—"
"What size would you use?"
"The 3cc, sir."
He was bent over writing when I looked up over his specs.
"Continue."
"Resuming with tourniquet, alcohol and alcohol swabs, gauze and cotton balls, laboratory forms and blood-specimen labels, transportation bag and sharps container." I said and laid the whole thing on the table.
"Okay, next—" sir's words were cut short when we heard an accented shout and squeal outside the lab.
He frowned and looked at the door in surprise.
"Class quiet!"
But the noise was not alleviated. They didn't seem to hear sir because their accusations seemed to grow even stronger.
"What's happening?" He asked me.
Why would he ask me if we're both here? I shrugged and looked down at my things to fix, I didn't know anything about it.
Sir and I looked at the door at the same time when there was a knock there along with shouts.
"Who's that ?! We're in the middle of—" he couldn't continue his intention to say when the door opened spontaneously and Luke's sweaty face peeked out.
My eyes widened and my lips parted when without warning he entered and locked the door. I was still blinking because I couldn't believe he was here. He's not even aware that he can't just enter the lab without PPE. Even sir was stunned and couldn’t help but stare at Luke as he walked towards me.
"I'm ..." he could hardly speak because he was out of breath. "I'm sorry I wasn't able to fetch you .." he said to me and turned to my professor who was stunned by him.
"Good morning sir, I hope she haven't started yet, I'm her patient. Can I rest for a minute before she proceed?" He politely asked in a low and gentle tone.
I still have nothing to say. I feel mixed. A part of me was mad, really really mad for being scammed by him earlier, a part of me was worried because he seems tired and been in a hurry, and what makes it weird inside of me was the nervous that I am feeling right now .
My heart is beating so fast and loud while looking at his slightly wet hair, the side features of his face really amazes me. Before .. there was something about him that caught my attention. He's a pretty man with a musculine body. And as I stared at him now the creatures seemed to disappear in my stomach. What .. is it?
"S-sure .. hijo.."
"Thank you." Luke pulled a chair and sat beside me while calming his breathing. When he look at me and our eyes met, the creatures inside my tummy went wilder.
"I'm sorry again, you can have my blood and veins now."
THE WEDDINGThe words ‘I can’t believe it’s happening’ are scratching, but that’s how I really feel.Holding a pile of Gladiolus flowers in my hand I quietly waited outside the church. I no longer bowed to my glittering wedding gown, because the glitter of my eyes made me feel dizzy. I was contemplating with myself if I should grit my teeth or tighten my grip on the flowers. I'm so nervous and happy.I was standing behind the church's huge door with sister Celine and brother Loren. They were quietly looking at me, checking if I'm all done or there's anything I need."Just shut up you both." I told them because I'm already so nervous and I couldn't manage to dive in their conversation.They both laughed and ate Celine hugged me."I'm so happy for you, Sadie .."I smiled and let her. "Thank you .."And just when the wedding coordinator signaled us that the door's about to open, ate Celine let go of me and fixed my vail."This is it," she whispered enthusiastically.I nodded and inhaled
"Motherfucker! Look what you did, you monster! You're worse than an animal, Raysita! How can you kill people ?! How can you do that to her, huh ?!" In my anger, I could no longer control myself when I strangled him. I could see the fear in his eyes as he looked at me."I-I-" He couldn't speak anymore because of the excessive stress of my strangulation on him. My eyesight darkened because I no longer needed evidence to prove that he also killed Sadie's father. He himself!"I'm gonna kill you with my own two hands, you devil-" I released him when a hard object hit my head. All went black after that. I just woke up unable to move my legs because they were full of blood. I saw my knees almost wrecked and my mom with blood on her face.My eyes widened. "Ma!" I called her but she won't respond. I was nervous about what had happened to him. Our hands were tied and I think they were slapping my knees so I couldn’t escape. I close my eyes in pain when I try to move you."If I were you, I would
Hello! This is the Epilogue. Thank you for being with me through thick and thin! I will end this story with a sound heart thanks to all of you. Let's all be a scar carved beautifully on someone's memory! You can play the instrumental background of beautiful scars above for better reading.—————"AAAAAAAAAA I LOVE YOU LUKE!""OH MY GSH! LUKE, MY SON!""WE LOVE YOU LUUUUUUUUKE!"I smirked upon hearing hours but remained composed to not mess up. I am already so nervous about singing this song in public for the first time alone, I can't fuck it up."So .. I'll have a solo number for tonight. This song is for those who feel burdened and chased by their past. For those scars that haven't been healed, for those misplaced hatred you shed to yourself." I licked my lips. Wherever you are, this song is for you, babe. I hope you come back very soon. I've been waiting, dreaming about seeing you so soon.I closed my eyes as I strum my guitar before singing the first verse of the song I made for her
3 YEARS LATERMy eyes slowly went down to search for Moli's wrists. I smiled seeing her, again, smooth and spotless skin. I can't help but to feel proud with the fact that I made that. I was able to successfully remove her scars as my specialty.It was understandable that she wanted to get rid of them, since it reminds her of how much she wanted to end her life back then, and I'm happy I took part to help her bring that genuine smile back on her lips again."Baby, look, mom is here .."I looked down at the boy with him. She gently held the little girl's delicate hands, and when her eyes went to me, she smiled in an instant. My heart pounded."Mother!" The three year old beautiful girl excitedly went to me.I crouched and bent my knees enough to level her head. He ran quickly and greeted me with a hug."Hey, Micah," I greeted and caressed her back.When he left he looked at me with a smile. "We're waiting for daddy ..." he explained.I raised an eyebrow and ruffled her hair. I turned t
I was right. It was awkward when older brother Larry went out of the limousine to open my door. Now, all the other people outside are gawking at me. Even my dress is not suitable in this place!Some officers guarding the jail came out. They would have almost saluted if they hadn't seen me right away. Surprise filled their faces and I was even surprised when the bodyguards followed me. I look even more like the first lady of the country!The guards automatically scattered themselves to cover my space. As a result, people drifted away and became more and more curious. Even though I wanted to be ashamed of my scar, I just walked in high up."G-good morning, ma'am, who are they?" Asked a policeman. He even glanced at my tattoo. I looked at him."I'm here to visit someone. Where should I log?" I asked coldly.Their eyes widened and they immediately searched the logbook somewhere. When they found it another pounded it before giving it to me."B-ballpen! Ballpen speed!""Here's a ballpen!"I
Cw: Physical harm.A hot tear escaped from my right eye as I shut it closed. Luke .. I'm so sorry ..I forced myself to stay awake. I know I can stay conscious. It's not that fast to lose consciousness if chloroform is the cause. I just let my eyes close because that was a headache. Stunning.I frowned and moaned softly. Right, my phone! I strained to open my eyes and reached for my bag. I still can't get up. I feel very heavy in my head and body. Even so, I frowned as I pulled out my bag. I need to call anyone to get myself out of here. I won't let him just get it!I opened the zipper and inserted my hand. I was searching for my phone without looking at it when a harsh bump from the back made the car almost fly!"Ah!" I screamed as I fell to the backseat floor. My head hit the floor of the car and it hurt even more."Putangina, who is this ?!" I heard Benjie's salt and he forced the car to start again.I can no longer paint my face. Holding my head, I forced myself to get up. Whoever