“I swear, I didn't do anything to her, Tred! Look, this b***h cut my face! Look at this—my face is bleeding!” J-Cloud complained when his demonic friend didn’t respond. Instead, Tred just stared at him seriously, as if silently demanding an explanation.
No. I couldn’t let this bastard, J-Cloud, turn the tables on me. I had to be the one who looked pitiful—the victim in this situation.
“Sinungaling ka! Ang sabihin mo ay gusto mo na naman akong pagsamantalahan! Nahiwa ko 'yang mukha mo ay dahil nanlaban lang ako sa 'yo! Kaya kasalanan mo kung bakit ka nasugatan!” umiiyak kong sigaw kay J-Cloud.
Hindi makapaniwala naman itong napatingin muli sa akin. “What the f**k are you saying! Stop lying, b***h!” Akmang hahablutin na nito ang buhok ko, pero mabilis na nahawakan ni Tredius ang braso nit
