-SYNOPSIS- Tris, a deadpan thirty-five years old office worker who died unjustly and got transmigrated into the novel she had finished reading. A story about a zombie apocalypse: School of the Dead is a novel about the survival of the high school students of Ruedard Academy. The Main Lead who is also the Student Council President, Warren Demarcus and the Female Lead who is a music scholar, Amara Guida. They did everything to survive in that zombie-field academy and soon fell in love with each other. Saving and protecting each one from time to time. It was a good story but everything seems to go awry for Tris since she became Trista Sylvan a mere canon fodder villain who instantly died after the outbreak! But now that she got a second chance in life-only in a freaking Zombie Apocalypse setting, unfortunately-she still need to survive! And boy, she will!
"Iyong Kuya mo yata iyon, Miss Tris. Nasa labas ng building."
"Salamat."
I nodded and thanked the guard when he kindly gave me that notice. Kita ko ang bahagyang awa sa mata nito bago ito tumulak paalis kasama ang isa pang guard. Hindi pa nga nakakalayo ay nagsalita ito sa kasama na narinig ko ng malinaw.
"Pera na naman siguro kaya nandito yun sinusundo siya. Buti wala akong kapatid na tulad nun."
"Hindi lang yun, ah. Kahit nanay nyan nagwawala sa labas ng building dati tas kinuha iyong sweldo nyan. Kawawa sobra sa pamilya."
"Naku! Kung ako may ganiyan na pamilya ay aba nagbigti na ako matagal na at nakakahiya, tss."
Humigpit ang hawak ko sa strap ng bag ko habang hinihintay na bumukas ang pinto ng elevator. Matagal ko nang naririnig ang mga ganiyang kumento. Tumunog ang elevator at bumukas kaya pumasok na ako. Pagod ako dahil sa ilang araw na ang over time at sa wakas ay natapos iyon, babalakin na matulog ng maaga pag-uwi ngunit mukhang maantala ngayon dahil paglabas ko sa elevator ay nahagip ko na ang kapatid ko sa labas ng building dahil sa glass wall.
Matangkad ito ngunit patpatin. Marami ring tattoo sa katawan. Iyong tipong lalayuan ng sino mang nasa katinuan dahil mukha itong sanggano-mali, dahil sanggano talaga ito.
He was six years older than me. Panganay at paborito nila Mama at Papa si Kuya Tino. May asawa na ito at dalawang anak. Walang trabaho at nakatira kasama nila Mama at ang pamilya nito habang ako ang nangungupahan sa isang maliit na apartment. Minsan tinatawagan kapag sasabihing bibisitahin ako pero mas madalas na pinupuntahan para sa iisang dahilan...
"Oh! Hoy! Kailangan ko ng sampung libo ngayon! Dali!"
Pera. Iyon ang tanging tingin nila sa akin.
Ngumisi agad si Kuya Tino noong makita akong lumabas sa building at sinalubong agad niya ng ganoon. Pera. Pera na naman.
"Kuya... kinuha na ni Mama ang sahod ko kahapon..." saad ko habang tinitignan ang supot na hawak nito na ipinapasok nito sa bulsa ng pantalon.
Ilang beses na ba ito sa buwang ito? That plastic bag is surely drugs. Lalo pa't sa itsura nito ngayon ay walang duda. Tahimik akong bumuntonghinga. Wala nang makapang emosyon kahit pa sa nanlilisik nitong mata ngayon ay sigurado ako sa susunod na mangyayari.
"Anak ng put* naman! Alam ko may tago ka diyan. Sampung libo na dali! Bilisan mo!" Pagpupumilit pa nito.
"Kuya, wala na. Binayaran ko pa yung miscellaneous fee ni Tantan sa school niya at may mga project materials pang binili dahil required kay Tania. Kuya, wala na akong pera ngayon na kay Mama na. Sa kaniya ka muna humingi-"
"T*ngina mo naman Tris. Basura kang hinayupak ka. Kailangan ko nga ngayon! Manghiram ka dyan sa mga katrabaho mo! Dali!"
"Kuya-"
"P*tangina! Ngayon na!"
"K-kuya-"
Hinigit nito ng mariin ang siko ko na tila ba mababalian ako ano mang oras ngayon. Ngiwi ang nagwaging reaksyon ko dahil sa sakit.
"Magkakanda-letse-letse ako ngayon nito put* ka, eh! Ngayon ko kailangan nung sampung libo! Bobo!"
Hindi ko talaga matiis na hindi maisip na baka ampon ako o mas gugustuhin ko nalang na maging ampon. I grew up with a family like this. Like some slave laborer and money-making for them. Thirty-five na ako ngayon araw na ito ngunit walang nakakaalala nun sa kanila dahil isa lang naman ang tingin nila sa akin. Pera. Kailangan nila ako dahil sa pera. I grew up with a biased parents and a jerk and useless older brother.
"Pinalaki ka namin para makatulong sa pamilyang ito, Tris! Halos ikamatay ko iyang pagsilang sa iyo kaya dapat lang na magtrabaho ka at kumita ng pera! Inutil na ito! Kung hindi rin dahil sa iyo ay hindi masisisante at maaksidente itong Tatay mo noon! Malas ka na nga, pumapangit pa araw ko dahil sa iyo!" That was my own mother's words for me before they decided to threw me out of our house after my brother got married and taken his pregnant wife to live there.
I have no reliable family. I have no reliable friends. I actually didn't get a friend. With a family like that? Will I ever make some friends? I'm already thirty-five and still no partner as well, probably will be an old maid too.
I hate my life. I hate how I turned out to be like this. Cowardly. I let them drained me, physically and mentally. I hate how the world is unfair. Precisely, I hated myself and the life i have.
The accumulated stress, fatigue, hunger and other more that I couldn't listed out suddenly started to get me. Plus the violent attacks of my brother didn't help as well.
Bigla akong nahilo dahil sa malutong na sampal na natanggap.
"Malas ka talagang put* ka!"
Iyon ang huling narinig ko bago pa nawalan ng lakas ang mga binti ko at dire-diretso akong bumulagta sa kalsada. Kumalabog ang ulo ko bago magdilim ang paligid...
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They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
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