The door swung open with a loud creak, arousing me from my dazed state. The two idiots were still knocked out cold but I’m not complaining. Less work to do equals to a happy Cassandra. Happy Cassandra might be lenient. Although, looking at Levy’s half-sober face made her blood boil once more. Whatever beef this friend of his has with Mr. Huang, he shouldn’t have gotten involved the second he knew that she was going to get roped in. Mr. Huang casted an indifferent look towards the tied men and strolled inside the cabin. He brought with him a basket full of fruits and what looked like meat. For a moment, all thoughts about Levy vanished and my mouth watered at the thought of meat. I didn’t know how much I craved eating something until I saw the fruits brought into my line of sight. It didn’t even occur to me that Mr. Huang looked too calm when he saw the tied fools until later on. I mean, come on, two people tied toget
The next day I woke up blurry eyed but the soreness in my body was no longer present which was a relief. Maybe I was finally getting used to all of this training and sleeping on the hard floor. Although remembering what happened yesterday aroused a lot of questions in my head, I decided to push them back a bit. I did not quite wanting to know the answers to those questions just yet. At least not this early in the morning. Procrastination is a human’s guilty pleasure after all. I quickly freshened up, knowing Mr. Huang was probably already up and in the kitchen, preparing something organic to eat. The second I step foot into town, I’ll be hunting down some meat for myself. This healthy food diet was driving me crazy, I need some fattening junk food in my system. I think I deserve some for having dealt with all of the absurd situations I’ve found myself in so far. I walked with the pace of a sloth to the kitchen after my showe
I let out a grunt at the impact of the punch. My cheek started to throb like a bitch. Tears sprung at the back of my eyes my eyes and blurred my vision for a second before I tried regulating my breathing pattern. Okay, you got this. You got this. I caught sight of Levy’s frown and spat at the ground when I tasted the metallic and bitter taste of blood in my mouth. I decided not to overanalyze Levy's expression and focused on the fight. I quickly moved forward quickly while he was distracted and threw a quick jab to his jaw. It hurt my knuckles but did a lot to satisfy the burning frustration. The fight has only been going on for a few minutes now and somehow, I’ve already ran out of ideas on how to manipulate this whole situation to gain an advantage. I’ve gotta get a grip of myself. I have received way more hits than he did. I could practically feel the tension radiating off Mr. Huang. No, I can’t fail him. I came
He was gone. Levy was gone. No, I didn’t mean it metaphorically. He’s literally gone. The rope was cut and the spot where he sat on was already cold. He was long gone by the time I checked on him. I should’ve checked for the things that was on him. Ugh. This is why I won’t ever make a good mafia or cop. I’m too bloody gullible. I swear if I get to catch him again, he is beyond dead. I was done getting my trust torn into shreds every time I build it up again and again. I don’t think I could face another found of this. It was too painful; to trust someone just to find out that they were little bitches. I went back to the cabin after seeing that he was gone. Shock numbed me and everything felt surreal for a second. I didn’t bother ushering the numbness away, I didn’t want to face reality and I didn’t want to think where he had probably gone and what he’s doing. All I should be wor
I woke up the next day to loud voices infiltrating the serene cabin. No, I’m not hallucinating, there are people inside the cabin. I took a peek around the cabin after shooting up off the floor, trying to find Mr. Huang in case he wasn’t aware of our guests’ arrival. When I couldn’t find him anywhere and the noises started to become louder, I rushed to the source, scared that Mr. Huang might be in trouble. It was a stupid thought, I know, but I have yet to see the old man’s limits when it comes to self-defense. I found the source of the noise right outside of the cabin’s main entrance. A crowd of guys stared back at me. I scanned their faces that turned to stare at me before casting my eyes downwards, at the ground by their feet, searching for a body, thankfully finding none. I scanned the faces once more and finally caught a familiar face in the crowd. My whole stance relaxed when I saw that Mr. Huang was al
When I was all done getting freshened up, I threw my things onto my unkempt corner. I noted how messy it was and promised myself to arrange all of my things later. All the guys were still hanging around in the living room and I joined them. Walking by, I heard Mr. Huang’s faint humming of what could only be a Chinese song coming from the kitchen. The guys all nodded at me, giving me smiles and small waves. I smiled back at them, not knowing what to say since I didn’t even know their names. So trying to break the awkward silence, I tried to gauge an introduction out of each of them. “So since we’re not trying to beat each other up anymore, care to share some names?” I rocked back and forth on the balls of my feet, trying to not show how tense I was feeling. The Asian dude spoke up first, introducing himself and the others. “My name’s Milo, that’s Braxton, Lohan and Kraüchniegens.” I
A blow was landed on my cheek and it didn’t take longer than a minute for the pain to kick in and my face to start throbbing. I tried to set it aside but apparently the phrase “pain demands to be felt” proved to be true. No matter how hard I tried, the pain was there and it didn’t feel like it was disappearing anytime soon. I tried to dodge the next punch aimed at me but my movements were slow; as if I was moving underwater. My opponent got me on my side and I immediately fell, sprawled on my other side. A second later, a bare foot was flying right towards my face. I immediately tried to roll over but like the last time, my movements were unnaturally slow. I barely had time to cover my head before my head snapped to the side and my body rolled along with the movement. I grunted in pain and tried to stand up quickly. This is what I hated most; the suspense in a fight; and right now, it was being stretched out. This wasn&rsq
“Bye Nan, love you!” I hugged her tightly, I rarely get to see her so saying goodbye has always been painful. She patted my back and called George to help drive me off to the nearest train station. Mom and Dad should be home by now. Tomorrow, my university life strikes a beginning. New friends, new environment and new experiences to go through. Normal people would be nervous for that beginning but I have other matters to worry about than things like making friends and getting judged. Jumping into the pickup truck, George started the engine and pulled out of the driveway. I stuck my hand out the window and waved, watching Nana wave back from the side-view mirror. I made a quick list of the things I need to prepare for tomorrow in my phone. A bag, files, notebooks; basic stationaries. After typing down the list, I locked my phone and put it away. “So, starting university life soon?” George asked me, both eyes still on th
The car had toppled over and had landed on its side. Casey was under me. I could feel the liquid that drenched my eyelids, preventing me from cracking my eyes open. I felt the pressure on my arm that laid under Casey's head to protect it from the jostling that happened as the car swerved and fell sideways. I couldn't feel my lower half either but from the movements that Casey made under me, I knew that I've successfully cocooned her.Through the blinding pain, I heard Casey's cries and screams over a faint hissing noise. Every movement she made that nudged any part of my body would flare a new set of pain that threatened to knock me out. But amidst the unbearable pain, I felt relief in my heart.My little sister was okay. She was alive. She was moving.That was all I needed.
I pulled up at the spot where I dropped Casey off earlier and got out of the car. I jogged to the front door where Casey stood, one of her friends hanging a few feet behind her with what looked like my sister's purse in her hands.I locked eyes with Casey and she started walking. I couldn't read her expression as she looked straight ahead and power walked towards me. I slowed down, ready to spread my arms to give her a hug, but she stepped past me and walked towards the car instead. I turned to look at her back as she continued walking before turning back to her friend, handing me Casey's stuff.Casey's friend gave me a look and shook her head, tipping me off on how bad it went. As I took Casey's bag from her and ran after my little sister who was already walking towards the car, I watched the drag in her steps, as if they were the heav
"Yeah, just drop by any time you feel like it, Bryant. I've got no plans tonight so I'll probably be home. I'll text you my address." General Reeves said through the phone."Thank you, General. I'll call you when I'm on my way there." I spoke into the phone before hanging up.It's been a few days since I last heard from Dom. If our fight the other day didn't happen, I wouldn't have thought much about his silence since we weren't the kind of friends who had to talk to each other every day to stay close but how we left things off the last time we met made me worried.I checked his social media account to see if he was active or had made any posts lately but found nothing that eased my worries. Maybe I was too hard on him..But wha
I shut the front door and locked it before taking off my shoes. Casey was laying sprawled on the living room couch in her pajamas, covered by a layer of blanket. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun, head resting on a pillow propped up against the armrest and hands holding a spoon and an ice cream tub. The TV was playing one of the episodes of 'Salvation' on Netflix.When she heard me stroll into the living room, she raised her head and craned her neck to look at me. "You're home early," she commented, looking at the time displayed on her phone screen.It was only 6 p.m. so technically it was early. After staying for a few hours in the park, watching the sunset together, I told Maddy what I was planning and she understandingly agreed without any objections or complaints. I was lucky to have a supportive and understanding girlfriend.
I tilted my head up with my eyes closed, trying to just absorb the fresh air and let it cool my insides and help me relax.I opened my eyes and watched as the wind shook the branches of the tree we were sitting under. Fall was already here and winter was just right around the corner, approaching fast. The branches were already balding, giving it a bare look, making the tree seem almost naked without its green. The leaves that managed to stay on the branches had already turned colors, pulling different shades of orange, yellow and sometimes even a beautiful bright red. The sight made by the tree branches reaching out and creating a web right above us, mapping across the space between us and the sky, was entrancing, at least to me. I could never get enough of it.The sun was nowhere to be seen today, hidden behind some clouds. The air aro
"Leaving?" Casey asked me as she stirred her cereal and milk in a bowl for breakfast."Yeah, I'll be back by 10 p.m. tonight." I told her over the jiggle of my keys as I pocketed them. "Do you have any plans today?"Casey shook her head, "Get home as late as you'd like, I'm not a kid, I'll be alright. I'll just be chilling inside, binge watching netflix and enjoying my ice cream."I didn't want to argue with her about going home later. It was more for my peace of mind than anything else. For the past year, I've tried very hard to never let Casey be alone. Especially in an empty house late at night. Of course she didn't understand where my worries and anxiety was coming from but that's alright. I'll do the worrying and being the anxious one, she can live in blissful ignorance that comes
"You haven't forgotten what day tomorrow is, right?" Casey asked me while she dumped her things on the foot of her bed.I plopped on my bed beside hers and rubbed my eyes tiredly. I hummed in response to her question, laying my arm over my eyes to block the light streaming in through the window by my bed.When she didn't continue speaking, I raised my arm slightly and took a peek at her.Casey stood over me, staring me down with her hands propped on her hips."You totally forgot what tomorrow is, didn't you?" She asked again.I grunted in annoyance, prompting her to stop speaking in circles and just get to the point.I felt a slap l
I rang the doorbell and waited for a few minutes for Dom to answer it and let me in.I had the urge to look around to check if anyone was watching me while I was waiting but I didn't want to tip off the people watching if there were any. I didn't want to give them further reason to suspect that I was hiding something.Because I was, and they're not supposed to know that.It was a Saturday afternoon and it was way too shiny than I'd like it to be. The sun was beating down my back and it was starting to get uncomfortable, so I knocked on the door to rush Dom."Coming! Hold your bloody horses!" Dom cursed from behind the door as the door jiggled and swung open. Dom stepped aside once he saw it was me and let me in. "You're here."
We stepped into the restaurant and told them we had made a reservation under Johnson.A waiter led us to a table where a man in a collared shirt sat, talking into his phone.When he saw us approaching, he waved and said a few words into the phone before hanging up and stashing the device away, smiling widely at my parents."I thought you stood me up!" He joked, standing from his seat to warmly greet my parents with hugs.Dad slightly turned his body to let the man see Casey and I clearly."This is Bryant, my oldest." I smiled as Dad made the introductions, stepping forward and offering my hand.He took my hand and shook it firmly. H