Chapter 2

Kapitana

"Let me treat your wounds." I turned behind me and saw Grant who was standing there, the man whose skin white as paper. Is he really alive? He’s like a zombie.

There was no emotion in his eyes.

'What is he doing here?'

I smiled, "Thanks but no thanks,"-auto-switch mode immediately, into a stoic face, then started to walk away.

"You're bleeding," I looked down at my knees. There is blood. In fairness, it hurts as fvck.

I faced him again and raised my eyebrows at him.

"What do you have?" I looked at my elbow. It also had a scar.

"I have everything you don't have." Huh? What?

I looked at him. I don't know if this fool is fooling me or what.

"Are you fooling me?"

"Why would I do that?" he answered me coldly.

He walked closer to me and took my hand. Even his hand is cold and white, like there is no blood at all.

"Did you swallow the glutathione?" Instead of answering me, he just glared at me and dragged me to the side where there was an abandoned house standing.

"Hey! That's scary! There may be a ghost there." He just frowned and didn't listen. He still pulled me inside.

"Hey! Do you plan to feed me to the ghost?” I've heard plenty of stories about that abandoned house. They say there are ghosts appearing here. There are children crying and sometimes even asking for help.

“It’s not the ghost who’ll eat you. I will eat you." Huh? What again? What did he say?

"What did you say?"

"No one is gonna eat you." He said. Is that what he said earlier? I don't think so.

"We're here. Sit down,” wow. Ordering me? Really?

I just sat and looked around. It's dark here and the ambiance is scary. I still don't like things like this.

"What do you have there?" he still hadn't answered my question earlier. I was referring to his first aid kit because if he didn't have any and only alcohol, I would just make him drink it. I don't like alcohol because it hurts.

He opened the first aid kit and I took a deep breath when I saw a betad*ne.

"Where are you from?" I asked, trying to open up some conversation.

"It's just there somewhere," he said. I looked at him. I’ll kick him in no time.

"Why did you end up there?"

“was just passing by," he replied sparingly. I couldn't stop pulling his hair so he looked at me.

"Are you fooling me?"

"No. You asked and I answered your questions.”

"If that's the way your answers are, then don't answer me. God! You make me mad."

I do not know that there are people who have the same brain as my broom stick-brother. They are good for being fed to crocodiles.

"Clean my wound right now. I don’t want to see your face!" He raised his eyebrow at me. Well, what’s the fuss? He said that he’ll treat my wounds so he should stop being annoying.

After a while, I turned my gaze back to the house. I wonder who owns it.

It's a loss because the house’ design looks beautiful. Spacious and looks like it's still in good condition. It's just dirty.

Who owns it?

“Who do you think owns it?”

“Is the owner still alive?”

"Hey! Who?” he just looked at me and returned his eyes to what he was doing. I frowned at his behavior.

"Why don't you want to answer me?"

"You want me to answer you?" I don't know if this crazy person is on drugs or is he just tripping to ruin my already ruined afternoon?

“Probably! I'm asking,"

"But you told me earlier not to answer." I smiled lightly.

Breathe fresh air.

Sorry... Sorry Cap. Please be patient...

I don't want to curse.

Please, get out of here and it looks like you will end up in the precinct soon.

I stood up, smiling..

Patience Cap.. Patience.. Be patient.

"Where are you going? I'm not done yet."

Be patient, Kapilan.. Just smile. Breathe fresh air.

“Captain!” I stopped and faced him. He scratched the back of his neck and couldn't look at me straight.

"The next time you run, please wear a sports bra and leggings." Huh? What does it have to do with my get up now?

"Your legs are white.. Your bo0bs are bouncing.." W-What?

I glared at him.

I looked for something to throw at him because I've been mad at him for a while now.

I found a stone so I immediately took it but when I looked at him he was no longer in front of me.

“GRAAAAAAANT!!!!”

At home, I'm in agony while slicing the pork steak.

That encounter between Grant and I happened a while ago, made my blood boils for this day.

"Pig! Why are you killing your sister again and again?" I looked at the pork steak I was slicing.

Is he telling me that this pork steak is my sibling?

I looked at him angrily.

"Please broom stick. I'm not having a good day so don't ruin it anymore." He frowned when he heard me call him a broom stick.

He showed me his muscles that wrinkled my face.

"What kind of broomstick is this? See this muscle? I'm a man!”

"We are at the dining table. Do not be rude. There's a pork here, don't show your bones. There's nothing to be proud of there."

I ate everything on my plate and left. My brother and that stupid Grant are both annoying.

When I was in the room, I immediately took a shower.

After that, I came out naked. I looked in the mirror. I looked up at my fats.

"Is that why Rett doesn't like me because I'm fat?"

I just ignored it and lay down on my bed to sleep. I turned off the lampshade and looked at the surface. What can I give Rett tomorrow? And one more thing, why is he still cold towards me? He has already given me flowers.

Whatever! I closed my eyes to sleep but it felt so strange because I felt like someone was watching me. I opened my eyes, and in the window, I saw a pair of eyes looking at me. Am I dreaming? I'm sleepy.. But the eyes are beautiful. It must be a bird.

"Your eyes are beautiful..." The next day, I immediately got up and looked out the window. I remembered the-sea green pair of eyes looking at me. Or am I just sleepy so I'm hallucinating? I was about to go down when I remembered Rett.

“Oh My God! Rett's eyes are green!” Oh my! Was that Rett? No. It's a bird.

I'll ask him myself later.

I hurried to take a shower to go see Rett. But before that, I wrote a love letter to him.

I just wear a loose white dress so that, somehow, I can hide these fats.

When I got off, I caught my brother, he was there on the sofa, sitting and watching SpongeB0B. He looked at me and raised an eyebrow.

Here we are again. We will face each other again. He is really the enemy of my life.

"When I hear a single bad word from that mouth of yours, I won't think twice about putting my slippers in there."

"Woah. Not saying anything yet." I just gave him a bored look and went straight to the kitchen to eat. Mom is a good cook and very hands-on to us, so even though dad and I leave early, we still have something to eat.

"Princess, what you eat in the morning should only be a light meal. It’s not a good diet. Early in the morning, you eat crispy pata, menudo and two bowls of rice."

What? A light meal?

"Excuse me mister broom stick.. What you eat for breakfast should be a heavy meal. Didn't you search it? The expert said it should be a heavy breakfast to make a good start of our day."

He frowned and pinched me.

"OH MY GOD! Stop it!"

"I called you, princess, but you called me a broom stick?" Jerk! It hurts.

"You want a fight? Fight me!” I raised the sleeve of the dress on my arm and raised my two fists as if I was ready to fight him.

"I don't want to fight with you. You're a pig." He said and I was about to hit him when he suddenly ran out of the house.

"By the way, your maternity dress is beautiful. How many months pregnant are you?" Gosh! I think the first person I will ever kill is my brother.

It's good that the fool left because if he hadn't, I would have beaten him earlier. After I finished eating, I went out and went to Galvez's house, which is close to us.

I first saw Rett outside their house, sitting while having coffee. My smile widened and I immediately ran to him.

"RETT!!" I called, but he didn't turn around. I approached him and stopped right in front of him. I brought my face closer to his face and he was a little surprised by what I did.

“HOLY s**t! WHAT THE FVCK!” My face crumpled at his curses.

Rett loves to swear. Isn’t he?

"Could you please not put your face close to me?" I walked over and sat next to him.

“What are you doing, Rett? Why are you thinking so deeply?” He didn't answer, so I peeked at his laptop. My face wrinkled when I saw that it was all data about something I didn't know.

"You are busy with your business. I barely see you.”

“Probably because I'm not here." He's really grumpy, but that's okay because he's handsome. s**t!

"Rett, where were you last night?" he stopped what he was doing and frowned when looking at me. His eyes are the same color as the ones in the window. I hope it was Rett last night and not just a bird.

"Your house. Why?” Come on! That's Rett.

"Nothing. Hehe.”

Rett! How a great pretender you are! You like me. I was about to speak when Grant suddenly came out. He had a paper in his hand and handed it to Rett.

"Is this all?" Rett asked.

"Yes, sir."

Grant turned to me, raising an eyebrow at me. Wow! But in fairness, his eye color is also beautiful.

"Cognac," I said without uttering it.

"Pardon?" he said, to which I just frowned.

"You are ugly!" I said and faced Rett again. His eyes are in the shade of cognac. I know because I have a lot of collections of contact lenses, especially because it's one of my mom's businesses.

Grant took a seat. I thought he was going to sit on the other side of Rett but I was surprised when he suddenly pulled me away from Rett and then put his seat instead of mine. I looked at him.

When I saw Rett get up to answer the call on his phone, I immediately marched over to Grant. But before I could get close to him, he stood up and turned to me, so I was stunned.

"You belong there, away from Rett." He said seriously, which made my jaw drop.