Luka (obliteration)
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"Please...have mercy!" the man shivering in fear in front of me spoke. I orchestrated another 'symphony' and that man screamed in pain. Weak! THIS was what I had usually done to anyone who would have dared to say even anything that may be like 1 percent of what Jihha said to me this morning...Heck I wanted to do this to her but I did not! WHY? Probably because I want her to play as my pawn....nothing more....right?
"Should I take care of.....him?" one of my 'employee' spoke and I just left the miserable human at his mercy before leaning down and grabbing him by his hair and said, "THIS is NOTHING! You will get even way worse! I will make sure that no little kid would ever die due to your 'biological needs'! PATHETIC!"
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"You really should get new friends!" Zaein spoke as she set two glasses of wine in front of us. "I mean, your almost wife is gone for the day and you are here, all gloomy!". I scoffed at her comment. 'Almost wife' and Jihha? Disgusting! Okay....not THAT much disgusting but....odd! "where is she, though?"
"work?"
"who is she torturing?"
"Human work I mean! And that means..."
We both looked at each other and said in unison " herself!". Me and Zaein are almost like siblings and one our common agreements is that the work humans do is no less than any self torture. Although, everything was going fine but I still feel uneasy, like as if I left something pending. Was I angry at my little human? yes... But was I also mad at myself for going across the par? Also, yes! But humans are pathetic and so are their petty little emotions! Then why did I felt a pang across my systems when I saw her almost collapsing due to THAT phone call and whose was it? WHY DO I CARE? I HATE HER!
'It is simple! You also hate me and it is because you also see yourself in me! powerlessness and lowliness in our existences are OUR common traits!'
Her words took a toll on me again and again. And every time I would ask myself just one question, Do I actually HATE her? Maybe? I have no clue. "So, Jihha....she is a human?!" Zaein spoke as she placed her glass down. I rolled my eyes and took a sip before saying, "really? I had no clue Sherlock!". She playfully scoffed and turned towards me. "And you love a human?". Love is a strong word. I love power and authority. I can never love any human and let alone her! So to answer her, I just nodded. "Why do you love her?"
"Zaein, is there any reason to love?" I asked, trying to understand her logic. I was not the biggest fan of lying so anything that can keep me away from it, is always my priority. "Look, you are not a literature guy so drop it! There must be some reason that you LOVE her!". I shrugged at her comment and responded with, "she is beautiful!" that was not a lie though, that was the bare truth. "If she was just beautiful, you would have played around and that is it! You gave her a strong share of YOUR authority!". If only Zaein knew the real scene but then, this stubborn idiot would have killed my human in a split second.
"Well, Zaein, she is smart and independent. She knows what she wants and how to get it. She not just a thinker but also a doer. She may not be the 'ideal' girl who thinks of everyone before her but she is caring. She prioritize herself enough that it won't harm others but enough that she would not end up neglecting herself. She likes control and she is forceful. Her goals and ambitions are clear, and she always have a plan to get to them. She can be a headache sometimes but she is strong and she won't let her emotions get the best of her. She knows where to put others and still know how to respect them. And I...." I paused, realizing something SHE pointed out and I said it out loud, "I see myself in her and that is why I..." I immediately stopped after I saw myself drifting away with words.
"AND THAT IS WHY YOU LOVE HER!" Zaein exclaimed in awe and I half smiled. The contextual conclusion may have been different for both of us, for me and Zaein, but whatever I uttered was also...the bare truth.... "GOD! Luka I never knew that....." Zaein's voice died down as she kept on rumbling while just one thing hit my brain....Jihha let her emotions get to her today so that means I must have judged way too quickly. I must apologize as well!
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"Little human?" I called out before turning on the lights of her penthouse. "sorry for intruding but I-" I shut up quickly when something crunched under my feet. The glass bottle that was shattered this morning was still in pieces and everything from the morning remained untouched. The time was 11:03 pm. How is this possible? Shouldn't she be home by now? Should I wait then? I looked over to the glass bottle and whispered, "get together again!". The shattered pieces all came together and formed the bottle again as if it was never broken. I picked it up and set it on the table. Eight minutes later, I checked the time and it was 11:11 pm. "My human, where are you? " I whispered to myself. Maybe she is another country? Is it possible? YES!
I looked around once again and thought of going back. Screw apologizing! Let me just check on her! "My little human, where you are you, exactly?" and with a bare flick of my finger, I heard her voice;
^"is this how you are taking your revenge on me?"^
Her voice, it was weak and dejected! What the hell happened? Who is she talking to? AGH! Stupid LUKA! Just f*cking go to her rather than wasting your time.
It took me less than a minute and here I was, standing in front of a car, parked on the side of the road. The windows were foggy so it was not possible to see anything! I touched the door of the car and it was freezing. A slight tug and the door flew open, revealing a dejected, withering and pale human....my human! She was barely moving and had blood all over her. "What the f*ck did you do?!!?!?!" I whispered before tearing her away from her seatbelt and pulled her out, she was cold as ice and her body temperature stopped dropping as soon as she slipped in my embrace. All of her bodyweight shifted on me as she stayed still as if she is.....nope...I can not even bring myself thinking about it! Her car's steering wheel and many surface areas were sprinkled with drops of her blood. "Human? My little human? Just focus on your breathing okay? You are not dying so do not think about it! You still owe me an apology."
"So....you did not do it?" she weakly whispered and I shook my head, "I would rather have you begging for my forgiveness to ease up my bruised ego!"
She just took a heavy sigh on my comment. Before completely going unconscious, she dedicated one single word to my grace, "....jerk!". Although the situation was not ideal, I found the answers of my two anticipated questions;
1. Why did I not hurt Jihha before? Because I can never bear the thought of hurting her.
2. Do I actually HATE her? .....
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