Shyne Kamahalan
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writing attempt-er + mystery/thriller enthusiast
that pretty much sums up my entire life
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Chapter Four: The One With The Sunset Silhouette
"Will you ever cut that out-?" Gianni shouted, overly distressed. He threw his arms up into the air like he'd dare to hit Rachel, but with a proper conscience, chose against it, settling on punching the air and only the air. His voice fell when he noticed he didn't know her name, which wasn't going to be easily accepted by her; she's a good person and all, I believe. With a major flaw of thinking the world revolves around her.
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Fiction
Chapter Five: The One Where The Past Comes Back
"Hello, as you all know, I am Camille L. Lobrigas, the group leader of our English-recite presentation assignment with my team, Rachel G. Omosura, Blaire Y. Dalagan, Gwen J. Dela Cruz and Vivian N. Tatayan. In our process, we went through many disagreements, but after careful consideration were able to come to a solid harmony and I'm extremely proud of everyone for that. Thank you for your attention. We will begin, sir."
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Fiction
Chapter Six: The One With The Messy Handwriting
"Everything isn't what it seems." I whispered Mew's words that I've been reminded of to myself, the creak of the stairs louder than me as I followed it's direction. The mission up there I was creating to take on became the smallest amount more comforting. Still more difficult than not to see the life she was living like footprints in the sand as the only thing she got the chance to leave behind, but comforting because it felt worthy - like it would get somewhere.
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Fiction
Chapter Seven: The One With The Police Station
"Ten, nine, eight, seven-." I evenly spaced each number counting back, sparing Rachel just the tiniest bit of time, but more because I wanted to watch her beg and cry right before me after all that she's done. It wasn't much to ask for compared to what she's caused. Is it a sin to want someone to hurt how they hurt you, even if it's much less than they did to you?
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Fiction
Chapter Eight: The One Where Rachel Explains Her History
"Just come inside. You're obviously not taking no for an answer and I'm not going to talk about this at any place if it isn't my own house. I'm not trying to tell the world my mishaps any time soon, and definitely not by the art of overhearing. I don't know why I'm even offering this much. I'm not obligated to tell you anything, especially when your suspecting is wrong. Consider yourself lucky." Rachel sighed, her hands stuck at her gesture to let me into her house. From her front door, the upstairs balcony looked lightyears away, and as if automatically I was trying to calculate how many floors her house had.
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Fiction
Chapter Nine: The One With Brand New Speculations
"Pregnant? How could you possibly hide a pregnancy? I mean, I know you can, but to the point that nobody knew? That'd be the neighborhood gossip if it got out! They're tight knit around here. From all I heard, you went to school, - lived your life. Once Mew's classmate mentioned to me you had perfect attendance. Really had to brag about you. Through all that, you had admirers." I scoffed, veering the conversation off to the side to catch a breather, for the sake of nobody but myself. "How many months were you then? How did you hide it? Did you have the baby? When? Was it a boy or a girl? Where is it? What was the name? Do you still get to see him or her?"
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Fiction
Chapter Eleven: The One With The Locked Cabinet
"People only think she's quiet because they didn't pay close enough attention. I'm sure you've seen a more outgoing version of her too; you lived with her. Her being quiet, though it's generally true, is almost like a stereotype that people have made specifically for her." Gianni sat down between the parked cars, his feet and bent knees carrying all of his weight. When he said it, he didn't seem like a liar or a fake. It's accurate, I have seen her act crazy and open, but it was rare, and a lot to accept that she'd show that without a problem to someone I never knew. Still, not unbelievable. That didn't mean him shifting to focus to me when we came here for him felt good. It meant that if he was the one that Mew put trust into, then I wanted to trust him too, so I'll be able to say I did.
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Fiction
Chapter Twelve: The One Where Gianni Tells the Truth
"It's okay though. As I promised, I'm not gonna suspect you, because we're supposed to be a team. Admit that suspecting me wasn't right - both of you - and we can move on. My point's been proven. Those close to Camille will have something suspicious about them come up." Gianni reassured me, his arms on either side of my body as he lead me to the couch where he was sitting. He allowed me to sit there until I gained full consciousness and could see normally. "Keep in mind people don't lie only because they're covering up their mistakes or they're afraid of consequences. People might lie to protect someone they love, or the life they had that was buried in the past. There's probably an explanation for this too and we'll figure it out. Don't fret."
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Fiction
Chapter Thirteen: The One With Camille's Note
"It's not what it looks like. I'm not some psycho or stalker or killer or whatever it is you're thinking right now. I just happen to know that stuff. That's it. Simple." Gianni pleaded with the both of us, with a claim that didn't give him any leeway, and was equal to being left unsaid, or maybe he dug himself in a deeper hole. It sure did mess with him; what failed and lame excuses he tried to hand over. "This doesn't have to be overthought. It shouldn't be. You've already thought too much about it. It's like you're hallucinating."
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Fiction
Chapter Fourteen: The One With Her Goodbye and Drops of Blood
To the ones who cared about me, I'm sorry to say this is it, but the good news is that I never planned that a day like this would come. This will shock you as much as it shocks me, so if you see this, it means even if I'm gone, I'm still the same person you knew. God can for once back me up on that. This time came unexpectedly. I've never been the type to count down to the end. Things change, you know? The one thing that I do hope is the forever that I was given was used well, for other people, and not for me, but whatever it is, I sincerely do think this is for the better. This is for you all. I owed it to you, for your own good. Don't feel guilty though. I did this to myself.
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Fiction
Chapter Fifteen: The One With The Anonymous Murder
"You can't just kill my child. We're blood, remember? Does it not bother you that you shot your own cousin? Where's your conscience?" A husky voice, yet a voice so undistinguishable it could pass as a man or woman spoke angrily nearby. I could tell they intended to keep their voice at a whisper level, but the sobs that once fell down their cheeks were hindering whoever it was from doing that. The person put their anger for the shooter first evidently, but what made it more unsettling is the voice was eerily familiar, like I've heard it recently.
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Fiction
Chapter Sixteen: The One With The Weapon Search
"Dead on arrival." I dropped my bag to the floor, but I managed to fall down right along with it. I expected to crash when I came into the house, but I didn't know it'd be that soon. The door was barely propped open by my hand to let me in and I didn't have the energy to push it further.
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Fiction
