8 10th Nightmare

10th Nightmare

NAENAH AKAIBARA'S POINT OF VIEW

Little Daisy unlocked the chains. Those chains left a scratch on my hands and feet.

I noticed that this room is surrounded by different kinds of weapons. Swords, guns, name it.

Purple Gumamela throw her dagger on me, but I avoided it. Little Daisy used her cinquedea to attack me and it hit my right leg.

Damn! I will definitely lose my job as a model after this fight. I have scratches all over my body! How can I continue modelling with these?!

Fuck it!

Purple Gumamela equipped her scythe from the wall.

This is unbelievably unfair! I have no weapon at all and they can freely choose their weapon from this room! I need to end this battle immediately.

She's going to attack my right arm with her scythe and I did my best to avoid it. I punched her face.

I can't bear to lose it! I can't lose an arm because of this shitty fight.

I used my strength to do my best roundhouse kick on both of them. I mentally thanked the Almighty when i successfully made them fell on the floor.

"Stop this nonsense!" I showed them my armpit where the red striped rose tattoo hides, "I am fucking Red Striped Rose."

"Anyone can get a tattoo like yours," Purple Gumamela said with doubt.

"H0404050129," I showed them my wrist with a serial number engraved on it.

In our society, a tattoo and code can prove who you are. It serves as a birth certificate and membership in our society. I used a concealer to hide it.

"You are the legendary Red Striped Rose?!" Purple Gumamela said, "Your move proves it."

"I know that you're her," Little Daisy said.

"How? Why?" Purple Gumamela asked.

"We had an encounter. I stole her victim," Little Daisy chuckled, "Just to annoy and trigger her to find me."

"Why do you want me to find you?"

"I want you to join in our team. We have the same perspective and that is to kill without mercy. We can be the most powerful underground group. The top three notorious female killers in our country in one team, isn't that nice?" Little Daisy said.

"What is our mission?"

"To kill the enemies, became known and change the world's perspective."

"Why me?"

"Because you are Red Striped Rose. You already killed hundreds of people, but you're still free, alive and killing," Purple Gumamela said.

"What do I get in return?"

"Money, protection, name it. We can give you everything more than the Kierulf Security Company does," Little Daisy offered.

"You investigate that much," I said, "Okay, deal."

They slowly take off their masks and revealed their faces.

"Welcome to Blomst Blades," they said in unison.

"Vannie?! Doctor Hinagiku?!" I said in shock, "You're Purple Gumamela and Little Daisy?!"

They showed me their tattoo and code. Purple Gumamela has a tattoo on her nape and a serial number, K0500081201 while Little Daisy has a tattoo on her back and a serial number, G0805061007.

"I never expected that you're Red Striped Rose too," Vannie said.

"Yana is fine from now on," Yana said, "Anyway, why did you had your tattoo on your armpit?"

"Because I want to be unique."

They didn't bother asking me more.

"Just came from a battle? You look like a devastated warrior," Manager P said, "Bakit napapadalas ang mga sugat at malala pa ang mga tama mo. Hindi pa nga gumagaling yung sugat mo sa tagiliran tas nadagdagan na naman ng sugat sa pisnge at hita. Naaksidente ka ba?"

"I accidentally fell somewhere," I reasoned.

"Where? In Andres' heart?" She teased.

"It's better to let myself be stucked alone in a pit forever."

"Don't say anything with finality," she said. "Their family have a good genes so, I'm sure that if the both of you will have a child with each other, that child will be perfect."

"I don't want to be involved with a troublesome person."

My phone vibrated.

From: Lancer Kovtun

I'm home. Let's meet.

"I need to go. I'm going to meet someone."

"Someone? You're not even together with Andres then you already have someone else," Manager P said.

I didn't bother to hear her and went away.

"Do you still have your meds?" He asked.

We met each other at the restaurant.

"It's not available here."

"I can send some of it to you tomorrow," he said and took a bite on his food, "How's your daily nightmare?"

"It stopped. I don't have any nightmares anymore," he stopped eating and focus on me, "Don't send some meds anymore."

"What?" He said in confusion.

"I don't want those meds."

"We can change your meds if you don't want the old ones," he said.

"I mean, I don't want to be treated by medicines."

"Are you insanse, Naenah? It's impossible! You need meds!" He reacted.

"My nightmares stopped. I don't need those meds anymore. I want to be free."

"You're mentally ill, Naenah. Never forget that! You can't live normally without those meds!" He shouted.

We caught some attentions because of what he said.

"But when I stopped drinking those meds, my nightmares stopped too."

"You're really insane! It's just a coincidence. You should continue your medication," he beg.

"I won't. I don't want those! Can't you understand me, Lancer?! If I will have those nightmares again, I might become a real psychotic patient in the mental hospital. Please, Lancer!"

"I know what's best for you and that is to continue your meds. I've been your doctor for two years. You're ill. Accept it," he said with finality.

Lancer Kovtun has blue eyes and long blonde hair. He's been my psychologist for the past two years since I quit military.

I was diagnosed for depersonalization disorder. Sometimes I feel lost and estranged to my own self. It's like I am not who I am. I don't really know my own self. I just don't know who I am and why am I doing this. Everything is confusing me. Countless nigthmares started to occur and it happened in the reality so I decided to consult a doctor, a psychologist.

I met Lancer as my trusted psychologist. He's the only person who knows what's happening to me. He's the only person I trust.