Into Her, Angela Escalona [best interesting books to read .txt] 📗

knew it! Fuck! I can't believe it!"

 

"What?!" horrified, she took a step back. How did she get her name? She never knew this guy. How come?

 

"I knew it." she was distracted at the moment that he had easily pulled her closer, embrace her like they had long to see each other. Marj couldn't react. It was too fast.

 

For a moment they were strangers but now. He's telling something her mind couldn't comprehend. All because of the overwhelming feeling of her body being held captive in his big arms. She could feel the heat that emanates from it. It never felt right. It just never felt right.

 

"Marj, hey" he broke the embrace, lowered his head so they can be of the same level. She blinked several times but it remained the same. Aksel was smiling in front of her, eyes were sparkling with joy.

 

"Who the fuck are you?" she muttered. His brow furrowed.

 

"Marj, it's me Aksel Lagdameo." she just stared at him.

 

"I don't know you except for the name. That's all" It's the truth. She doesn't know him.

 

"But..." he pushed him hard on the chest. He looked surprised so was she but she maintains her composure.

 

"You'd better be out by 5 AM. You got it" she walked inside. Trench was on his way to the porch when they met. He had this worried look on his face that she didn't bother to look at. She walks until she reached the door, opened it and head out of the building.

 

 

~*~ 

 

"What did you do to her?!"

 

Never thought that coming, a strong jab hit him hard in the face, the impact was too strong he had to moved a few steps backward. Trench form was ready to kill. Aksel could see that clearly. He wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth as he regained his composure. There is no way the bastard would get away with this. He was not born to be somebody's punching bag.

 

"What did you tell her?" he cocked a brow. What the?

 

Before anything else, Aksel returns the favor—hitting Trench from the jaw then to his stomach. A few exchange of punches and the two of them were both lying on the floor, catching their breath. His chest rising and falling, Aksel stared at the sky. Stars were not visible that night.

 

From his right peripheral vision, he sees Trench sat up. Aksel remained still, not looking at him. There was a complete silence until his man broke it.

 

"I'll fucking kill you if you ever lay a hand to Marj."

 

"Dude, what's wrong with you?" irritation slowly rising, he then turn to Trench. "Are you--"

 

"You don't know anything." Aksel rolled his eyes.

 

"Oh, and you do?" with a serious face, Trench turned his head to him.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"She have amnesia. Dissociative Amnesia."

 

 

 

Chapter 3

 Aksel kept playing with the pen not knowing his three mates were staring at him. Curiosity was in their eyes. Rain waved his hand in front of his face but he didn't move a bit. His mind was on the scenario of last night's revelation.

 

"Oh boy, this is serious." Rain sat on the single settee after several attempts of getting his attention.

 

"Sure it is" Reed snapped his fingers so close in his eyes that he needed to budge it away.

 

He moved out of her pad right away. There's a sudden feeling of guilt rushed in him that staying longer to her place was no longer appealing. Trench didn't utter a word as he left. Maybe he was glad he did that. After all, Aksel knows that man had this strong will to beat him up since Marj left her place. Good thing he has some money in his pocket that he was able to hail a cab and go to the studio.

 

Slacking off after an hour of practice, they took a break. Honestly speaking, his mind was unfocused. Confused rather. He glanced at the window pane when all of a sudden the weather change. Seems like it will rain any minute from now.

 

"Let's grab some coffee, guys" Kervin stood up, stretching his arms in the air. "Your treat" grinning towards him.

 

"LOL!" all four of them went out of the studio.

 

 

~*~

 

 Marj watched every drop of rain falls on earth. She was sitting on her favorite couch that afternoon on the nearby cafe when the rain starts to pour. People outside began to run, rushing to every establishment with the extended roof for shelter. Others took off their umbrellas. Traffic emerged from either side of the road. Nothing extra ordinary. She held her cup of brewed coffee and took a sip. While looking outside, a question popped on her head? Are they not bored in their lives?

 

"Guess what?" Trench sat down on the couch in front of her. He's holding a frappe on one hand as he looked outside. "Tita Marissa was looking for you."

 

Ah, yes. Her stepmom. Earlier today she was at the mansion. Marj was never aware of that till she stopped at the familiar tree near the house. The old Acacia tree. She kept driving with no particular destination in the mind. Mind still pre-occupied, she jumps off the car and decided to go in.

 

A worried face of her step mom greeted her as she stepped inside the house. Marissa hugged her tightly like she always did whenever Marj will be out of the house for days or come to the house late at night. Marj just stood still, don't know what was supposed to do in that kind of situation every time. The feeling was still alien to her. Thought her kindness was just a front like the others. To show pity. To show sympathy. She doesn't need it.

 

Years have passed yet her step mom remained still, showing that attention and concern nobody had given her. Genuine and pure. Something tugged her heart every time she felt her hug or the tears that touch her skin as it rolled down her face. God knows just how many times Marj tried to give back, to hugged her and caressed her back to stop her from crying but every time she does that Lovie enters. And all the feelings her step mom brought to her will vanish, she then pushed her away gently and walked towards the room. Void of any emotions as she walked passed to her.

 

She never intended to stay longer. Soon as she gets a couple of bucks and a few sets of clothes on her duffel bag, Marj once again leaves the house. Her parents tried to stop, her mom holding her hand while his dad at her back, but she just made up her mind.

 

She took a sip once more. They remained silent for a moment. The rain also subsided. From her left peripheral vision, she could see Trench doing the same thing. Funny how he managed to find her. Maybe the instinct, she guessed. They usually hung up in this cafe whenever they feel. Just winding. Relaxing.

 

He's always her constant companion. He didn't question any of her decision or choices in life. Trench never made her feel alone, he assured her of that. She, on the other hand, wasn't sure of what to react. On the process, she just let him do what he wanted until she gets used to it.

 

For no reason Marj's eyes look at the entrance, ignoring Trench knotted forehead. The glass door open and three unfamiliar guy enters. The crowd started to buzz like a total bee like the three were a showbiz personality. About to look away when suddenly she caught that familiar face she tried to erase in her mind. Paralyze for a moment, Marj couldn't take her eyes off of him. He seemed disturbed until he looked to her direction. 

 

Their eyes met. Saw that recognition in his eyes as it brightens, Marj swear her heart skip a beat as a smile slowly curved on his lips. A genuine one. Can't help but placed a hand on her chest, feeling that fast beating of her heart.

 

"Marj!" Trench unsmiling face welcome her as she looked to him. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Stay focus. Remember the plan"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 4.1

(under revision) 

will post an update soon...

 

What am I thinking?

 

"This wasn't happening," Marj tried to think every reason to validate the feelings that were slowly eating her but she found none. She massaged her nape as she looked up at the clear, blue sky that morning. Marj was all alone spending her wee time beside her pick-up truck at her favorite spot, the shade under the old mahogany tree near the cliff.

 

 Her phone beep. Must be another message from Trench. Marj took a deep breath. She's been avoiding him for days. It doesn't feel right to communicate with him at the moment now that he'd messed up her mind with that fucking reality. Ah! I'm fucked up...

 

 

 Of course, she remembered the plan. It wasn't that easy to forget when all you wanted was to seek justice and revenge. Justice for losing the loved ones she never recall and the memories that will unfold her true identity. Revenge for that person who's the reason behind the scar on her right face.

 

 

She touched her right face, a portion that was left uncovered. The proof was still evident like it happened yesterday. Gone was the soft, smooth skin she knows she had like all the woman in this world. It was replaced by an ugly scar that almost cover half of her face. Till she recovered from the accident and lost her memory she avoided making contact to anyone. That accident was happened 15 years ago and was indeed tragic because aside of losing her memories and the burn she had acquired, she’s the only one survivor on that crash. Experts says it was miracle that she lived. According to them she was found unconscious on the site and had a lot of broken limbs and scratches. If she wasn’t rescued maybe she was totally burned alive. After the recovery period she was turned over to the orphanage. For almost 3 years, the Hospicio de San Lazaro.

 

She was bullied around that resulted to put up an invisible barrier around herself. She remained silent and was always at the corner of the orphanage when the Marzan decided to keep her.

 

And the rest is history.

 

"You must have implanted some tracking device somewhere on my auto, am I right?"

 

"Don't need to use that. I always knew where to find you. I always do." Trench sat at the back of her pick-up. His Land Cruiser was parked at the back of her car. "Remember how I always track you