Silhouette
"Here, your favorite food! As always!" my father said smiling as he served the food he had cooked.
There was no reaction as I picked up the spoon and brought the food closer to me.
"Dad," I uttered.
He turned to me in the middle of the meal. "Hmm, why?"
"When mom died, what made you think about leaving us?" I will ask.
He lowered the spoon and fork he was holding. He even wiped his lips with a tissue.
"I have to leave you ... For a certain reason, my daughter. I need to protect you so I left," he replied.
I nodded slowly and never asked again. That's the answer I want to hear ... A valid reason.
I saw daddy glance at his cellphone, but I didn't pay any attention to it. I have finished eating.
"What the fuck," he groaned.
My forehead furrowed. "Why, what happened?"
His face was shocked as he looked at the cellphone he was holding.
"Holy shit! They're all dead ?!" he's still cheap.
Annoyed, I slapped the table. "Daddy! What's that? It's curious!"
He turned to me slowly. He swallowed many times, as if nervous to let me know.
"What?" I added.
"Y-Your agency, I mean ... The agency where you worked before, they're all dead."
My eyes widened at what I heard. I stood up in the seat while my face was still shocked.
"W-What? What do you mean they're all dead ?!" I sighed hysterically.
He approached me and showed the flashed news on his cellphone screen.
Tears welled up in my eyes as he confirmed what he had said.
Kael ... Ryzma.
Weakly I sat down in the chair, forcing my brain to process what I had heard. They're all dead, the agency that I used to trust a lot.
They built me.
They are the reason why I became strong.
Who did this to them?
I was shocked when a name entered my brain. I immediately ran towards my room and violently grabbed my cell phone from the charger.
Shaking hands I d-in-ial that person's number. He alone has the highest probability of doing this evil.
In less than a second he answered the call immediately.
"Baby?"
My fists clenched in anger. "Did you do it ?!"
The other line is silent. "You're mad at me again, it feels so good to talk to you."
I closed my eyes tightly, holding back the evil of this man.
"Stop talking to me like we're still in a relationship! Answer my question, Third, did you do this ?!" I shouted angrily.
He chuckled devilishly. "Oh, so you knew already."
I couldn't believe I was amazed at his attitude. He chuckled, he just laughed at what I said!
"You're an animal, why did you kill them, Third?" I stuttered. "What did they ever do to you so that I could blame them for your evil ?!"
He groaned on the other line. "You're so sexy when you're mad."
"Shut up! You're so demonic!" crying, I sighed at him.
"You know, baby, they didn't do anything to me. They couldn't move me, so your question is invalid," he coldly said.
"W-What?" I stammered in response.
"They didn't do anything to me, they did something ... very awful, to you." I was just stunned by what I heard.
"Hate me whenever you want, baby. But I'll still eliminate those people who were stabbing you from behind," he added.
Shaking hands I tightened the grip on the cellphone. He's not the Third I used to know, he's different now.
"S-Just surrender, Third. Just surrender yourself to the police, h-don't feel sorry for anyone else," I begged.
I'm tired of arguing with myself. I don't want more people to be affected.
"I did it legally, baby. They deserve to die, anyway, I'll see them in hell soon. For now, I want to watch them suffer down there. Whoever gets in my way, whoever tries to harm you, I ' ll eliminate them in any possible way I can. " He dropped the call after saying those words.
I let go of the phone in extreme trembling. Even my knees are shaking because of fear.
I sat on the bed while chasing after my own breath. He said those words like he's not afraid of anything, I won't be surprised if one day he kills me too.
I can't believe how wicked his mind is. He was even worse than the devil.
I need to talk to those people who have interacted with me. They can't be involved in this mess.
I carried the purse I had taken from the house. I was about to get up when a small object fell to the floor.
I immediately picked it up and was surprised to see a USB flash drive. This isn't mine, who owns it?
My own question was answered when I remembered that I had put Third's wallet in it when it suddenly rained as we were back in the car that night.
Why is it here with me?
This useless thing and his owner.
I was about to leave when I suddenly heard bCaspeia's nose in my brain.
"Always trust him, Silhouette."
I tightened my grip on the USB holder before sighing. I walked towards my laptop before opening it.
I can feel the nervousness in my chest while waiting for the laptop to open, maybe I can find some files and evidence inside this flashdrive. Or some other things.
I bit my lower lip while plugging the flash drive into the laptop. I immediately opened the files inside it, but to my surprise, only one folder was there.
I opened the only folder in this file, and to my great surprise, I saw so many videos with dates.
I opened one video, and Third was there, he's the one who's filming himself.
I bit my lower lip and continued watching.