“...pheurrghh.. shrrreughh..”
“Grrrrrt... D-Do you... Do you know how much I'd like to kill you right now..?”
“W-w-reughh.. Wait... I-I-If it's mon—” I tried to talk to him. But he kicks me in the stomach. Fuck! That packs so much power... Now, I can't breathe... Arrrgh... Am I gonna die..?
What does he want then? Arrrgh... For a prisoner to break out of jail and go from Manila to Bicol, what does he need from me?!
“FUCK YOU AND YOUR MONEY!!”
*SMACK!*SMACK!*SMACK!*
He keeps kicking me in my stomach. From time to time, my balls gets hit as well. This reminds me of my mother... She used to do the same. I should be used to this.... But it still hurts so much... Arrrgh.
“This would do for now... I'll be back. Don't you dare even sleep. Because I'll fuck you up even if you're shitting!”
He sounds like he holds some grudge with me. But I don't remember anything..
“I don't... Eurggh..” I would like to say something but he was gone when I looked up at him. I can't tell if I feel relieved or not. “Pheurg... Errgh..”
It's a new morning... But...
I don't feel like waking up. I... No. I'm not afraid.. I just... I just feel lazy...
『Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing~』
“?!”
...but somebody called me.
“That scare— phew... Who the fuck is this?”
Oh. It's my secretary...
“What?”
『Sorry po sir but I have to remind you we have a meeting today...』
“Hmmmp.” Be glad your voice is pretty. I would have killed you otherwise.. Fucking bitch. “I'm already on the way..”
I stand up from my bed. After a few minutes of cleaning, I walk towards the bathroom. But I stopped.
Looking at the close door with the whole house drowning in silence, I couldn't help but shiver. Maybe it's just because of the AC but it's really chilly in here.
My bruises and injuries begin hurting. My stomach is churning.
I don't wanna go inside. What if that guy is waiting for me there? What if he attacks me while I'm naked?
“Arrgh..”
Regardless, I open the door slowly with my heart racing uncontrollably. The pounding echoes in my ears drowns out any semblance of calmness. A wave of unease washes over me.
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My fear was unfounded. There is no one here. How stupid... I'm not even scared of him. I just don't want any annoyan—
*Crash!*
“?!”
Fuck!!
It's just a vase that crashed into the floor. I accidentally hit it with my elbow. Fuck this shit! That stupid motherfucker— I will kill him. This is his fault!
The dread I felt was maybe because of the so much negative space in this place. It's so big for someone like me that lives alone...
Hmmp.
I ignore the feelings I'm feeling and begin to wash myself. I still have a meeting... Fuck all this bullshit!
Several minutes later, I am finally here.
I didn't go inside the meeting room immediately. My bruises are hurting again. That mothefucker really— I swear I'll kill him next time!
I straighten my shoulders and force a smirk onto my fac. Inside, my stomach is maybe churning with dread, but on the outside, I exude confidence and strength. It doesn't matter what I may be feeling inside, it's not an excuse to be weak! I can't afford to be weak, not now, not ever! I will be strong even if i just have to act tough for I am still on my throne!
I walk with purpose. My mind is thinking of many worries, every possible scenario is playing out like a horror movie. What if they see through my facade? Hmmp. Why should I care?
I meet their gazes with a cold, and dismissive stare, attempting to project my superiority. Deep inside of me, I am quivering, my palms are sweaty, and my chest feels tight. I don't even understand what exactly I'm afraid of. I usually don't feel anything with these people yet because of that mothefucker, I'm overwhelmed with anxiety.
But I can't let them see that. I can't be vulnerable!
I slowly walk towards my seat.
“S-sir! Are you okay? Let me help you—” It's my secretary. The fuck is she being affectionate for. She's just taking advantage of my current weakness to cater for my favor. Do you think showing me kindness when I'm in my weakest will make me favor you?
“Get away from me. I don't need your help,” I slap her hands away. I can't show any weakness especially in front of these bastards that are hungry for my position. I can hear them whispering. They are calling me arrogant and ungrateful. That I should get off my high horse because it won't last very long.
But that's exactly why! I know I'm bound to fall in the end. You don't have to tell me that! I was weak then, I am strong now. But then I'll eventually be in a weaker position. It's a cycle! It's natural to respond with superiority when you're in a superior position! If you become stronger than me in the future, then I'll bow down to you! But not now! IT IS MY TURN! Maybe that's just arrogance but so what?! Otherwise, should I rather indulge in the pity and compassion of you mothefuckers? Is that any better?! Will that make me stronger? Will that change my situation? No! And that will in fact make me even weaker.
I REJECT WEAKNESS!
I AM IAN! You're below me right now! Then act the role nature has given you! If you don't want that, get stronger than me! Until the time you have dethroned me, then keep your heads down when you stand before me!
They really piss me off... Fucking idiots!
I got home safely. My worries were ungrounded. It was stupid of me. I feel relieved.
“I've been waiting for you..” It's a voice I don't want to hear. Fuck.. He's here again. I can't be weak.. I have to confront him.
If I keep acting weak in front of him, I'll be defeated.
“It's you. Just what do you want from me? Money? Of course, an escapee can't possibly have any cash on him.”
“Hahaha..” Hmm. He's laughing...? “You treat people's life like they're your fucking toy.. Why..?”
He has his head down so I can't see his face but he's shivering. I doubt he's scared of me though.
“Because you have more money is that it? Does money define the worth of a life, huh?” Now I see that he's really holding a grudge against me. But I don't understand why... Is he jealous of me? Of my wealth?
“Tch. My daughter isn't a toy...” His daughter? “Yet you... I really wanna kill you right now... But not yet... NOT YET..! I made a deal... Arrgh... Just wait.. Because I'll FUCK you up tomorrow!!”
He leaves through the front gate. I felt his anger.. My knees gives up and I fall onto the ground.
“Phew...” I feel like my heart's going to burst... but... “Hahaha.. see... Acting tough is still much better. I was tempted to beg him to spare me thinking it would help... But hahahahahaha— HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I have forgotten who I am... I felt scared because I don't want to go back to the way I was before— Weak and powerless. Maybe I'll fall off my throne eventually, but right now, I am still on it. Maybe I am not in the best condition... Maybe things are not going well for me... But I'm still on it! I refuse to be weak at the moment!”