? THE TRUE ALPHA
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( Fight For The Throne )?
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By; Holland Cisca.
CHAPTER 60&61: A NIGHT ON THE BED.
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“You were bleeding after you woke up from your what-so-ever nightmare, since when did it started?” She asked me.
” It’s part of the complicated stuffs about my life. I’ll let you know about this the sooner but not now. You just have to believe some thing about this, it has become part of me already.” I explained.
The look she was giving to me is that which told, “No more secrets.” Even without making the friendship vow, I know we aren’t meant to hide stuffs like this from each other.
But I can’t tell her now. For the sake of Raymond, this has to remain a secret.
I heaved.
“I have to meet with Raymond, he has to know about what I saw.” I stood up to my feet. “Look, Holland, the truth is. . .”
The truth is, I don’t know where to start from. To say I see crazy things or the fact that I travel from earth to another dimension.
Geez, she’s gonna think I’m crazy. Of course, I am.
Back there at the other dimension, I ki||ed those people? Does it mean after defeating Sophie, I will end up every lives in the fortress?
I’m still wondering why I would do such a thing like that. I don’t even have anger issues to talk of a solid reason I would make such an ugly history.
Okay, let’s talk about Raymond. I’m just imagining how awkward he’s gonna stare at me. He’s gonna think I’ve gone into a new level of psychopathesim.
Despite that, of all people, he has to know. Then we talk not only about defeating Sophie, but myself.
Because right now, I don’t think I fear anyone or anything as much as I fear myself. It’s always sweet when you discover your gift, but it’s not funny when it consumes you.
“It’s okay if you don’t wanna talk about it now.” She said with an understanding tune. ” It’s not like I’m so desperate or anything. Go talk to your husband, I don’t think he’ll like it when you keep secrets from him.”
That’s just one good thing I love about Holland. She always believes me even when I don’t. She makes me believe that there’s much hope even when there isn’t.
Somehow I wonder what it was like not meeting her in my life. Crazy me, I most times end up comparing her with Camila.
Wanna know what my results comes out to be? I prefer her. Though Camila was my childhood friend, she’s always been there for me countless times, she closely has this same characteristics of Holland, but nevertheless, Holland is a pure definition of “The Best.”
“Hey, stop giving me those look, I’m not a gay.” She sarcastically rolled her eyes. ” What are you waiting for, go tell him what you saw.”
” Do you have to be this pushy?” I teased.
She forced a smile. ” I feel scared and I don’t know why. My dreams for you and his majesty is to be happy and live alone without anyone hindering or somehow interfering. But somehow, I feel like none of these is gonna happen.
It’s like something bigger is yet to happen. Some thing worst and dangerous. And wh@ťěver it is, is way bigger for just his majesty to handle alone.” I said, and I listened.
” Some thing bigger like what?” I asked, acting not to know anything.
” I don’t know.” She chuckled. ” I don’t even know what I feel. I just feel like nothing is safe anymore.”
“So, this thing you feel, does it tell you that lives will be taken?” I asked, inquisitively.
” What do you think? When something dangerous is involved, lives are involved too.” She chuckled. ” I can’t believe I’m saying this.”
“It’s nothing. I believe in nightmares and crazy dreams, what about you?” I asked.
” You know, the last time I doubted stuffs like that, I lost someone dare to me, I ain’t doing that now. Wh@ťěver the dream says, as far as it is true, I believe in it.” She snorted. ” I just wanna stop being this scared.”
Honestly, I’m scared too. Oh God!
The only time Raymond and I have such a good time to talk is always at night, so, I sat on the couch waiting patiently for him to show up.
Raymond walked in, first he gave me this look that asked… “How are you?”
I gave him an assuring smile that I really am okay.
“I saw you with Holland, guess you two had a great time together.” He say.
” Yeah, we did.”
He took off his shirt, spreading it on the edge of the couch. “How was your day?” He sked.
“Should I say ‘It went well?’” I asked him.
“Then say you did see another vision.” He’s just so smart. “So, what did you see?”
“A vision. A different one, I’d say.”
” Okay, I’m listening.”
I took a deep breath. ” It’s the third evil.” I say. ” I know who it is.”
” Who?”
” Me.” Okay, that went too straight. Do you think he’s gonna believe that? I mean, I can’t believe myself if I have to be too straight to say I am the third evil.
“You?”
“Yes, me. Look I know it sounds totally crazy and stupid and…” I was making so much effort to make him believe I didn’t camouflage the whole thing.
” I believe you.” He simply said.
He does?!
“From what happened the last time, bleeding through your nose, screaming almost every windows down… I knew this would get to a point we all won’t know what to do.