4.Yandere Tendencies

[[4.Yandere Tendencies]]

[[Jasmine's POV]]

Tapping my foot on the ground, I patiently waited for my sister to find whatever it was she was looking for. Curry sauce, probably, imported from Japan, since she went to the Asia(East Asia?) aisle part of the grocery store. She had gotten quite addicted to it, always wanting to have it 2 times a week, not caring if it were beef or chicken curry. As long as it was curry from Japan, she loved it. She didn't like the curry here, the green and white ones, I don't even know what they were.

Anyway, Julie was quick to come back with two packs of Vermont Curry, waving it slightly with a wide smile on her face. Looking at her, now at the tender age of 16, I couldn't help but marvel at her beauty. Though Julie always reminds me that I'm the more beautiful one between the two of us, °I° always think that °she's° the better one. As Filipinos, she had natural black hair, but with a white mallen streak that perfectly blended in, wonderful hazel eyes, and a developing body that would surely be that of a model's!

However, like every other Filipino women, she was quite short, and even if she grows up, she wouldn't be tall and just be of average height in Filipino women standards. But still, she was quite the looker, and I'm quite proud to say that a lot of it was thanks to me! Since young, I had made sure that Julie maintained proper hygiene, taught her how to properly use a make-up kit, made her exercise and participate in activities, and had made sure that she had wonderful friends that wouldn't be a bad influence to her. Also, I just °had° to make sure looked presentable in public, since no matter how much I made her look up and follow some fashion tips and such, she could be such a mess with clothes. Though I'm not much of a fashionista, I could still tell what goes with what and what's not to be put together.

"I got them!" With a happy tone, Julie put the packs of curry into our cart, gaining more attention onto her person. Not only was she and I eye-catching, head-turning, beautiful women, but we are what Filipinos would call as, "Englisera", which were Filipino women who spoke in English, which also got mixed in the stereotype of being rich and "maarte".

"Mmm." I just hummed in response as I pushed the cart to the aisle with cereals in it. Upon reaching the place, I immediately left the cart for Julie to push since I really wanted to take as many Honey Stars as I could get! However, while I now had three boxes of Honey Stars in my hands, I noticed a group of guys, all of which were skinny and a bit rude-looking, eyeing up my little sister from behind her. Seeing them, I was immediately furious.

Not angry, not annoyed, but °furious°! With my Honey Stars in my embrace, I began to stomp towards my sister, ignorant of the °boys° behind her, as "calmly" as I could. Then, once in front of her, which also meant in front of the group, I transferred the Honey Stars into the cart while I gave the group of °boys° behind Julie the deadliest glare I could muster, which was something I was able to do since Julie was currently looking at the amount of Honey Stars I was putting into the cart.

And, as for the boys behind her, they seemed to be a bit intimated with me, and I was feeling a bit inclined on stabbing the guy that was staring at my sister's behind. Luckily for them, a guard had come to stop me from making a proper plan on offing them at a public place.

"Hoy! Yang mga mokong diyan! Sumama kayo sa akin! Nakakuha ako ng mga reklamong harrasment galing sa inyo! (Hey! You idiots there! Come with me! O have been getting complaints of harassment from you!)" Hearing what the guard had said, the group of four had quickly sprang into action. However, noticing it now, I just realized that they were most likely drunk! Because, even though they were quick to turn and run away, they kept on tripping and tumbling about, hitting some items along the way.

"Putang ina naman! Hoy! Balik kayo dito! (Fuck you/Oh Shit! Hey! Come back here!)" With the sudden escape of the group, the guard was understandably annoyed. However, he was a good mall cop and had quickly chased after them, and I was also able to see him use his radio.

And as all this happened, Julie, who I gave a quick glanced at, was both surprised and confused. She had such a cute expression that I couldn't help but chuckle!

Anyway, if that group of perverts weren't caught, then I'll be sure to hack into the CCTV's and look for their information, and kill them for even having dirty thoughts about my little Angel!

"Come on, Lie-lie(Li-Li), let's go." Patting her head like the adorable puppy that she was, I then pulled the front of the cart as I lead it to the next aisle.

__/__/__/__/__/__/__/__/__/__/[[Jasmine's POV]]

After I had finished up bathing the group of bastards, knocked out cold, that had tried to actively do anything onto my sister with gasoline in their jail cell, I just left the can inside it while silently leaving the police station. I had a hard time entering the building without arousing any suspicion, and I had no plan of ever outing myself.

And, now stopping right in front of my escape route, I took out a matchox and began to light the match stick. It didn't even take a moment before the little thing lit up.

Then, without caring about the lives I'm about to take, I let the match fall onto the trail of gasoline I made and left. Sometime later, as I had gained a fair distance away from the police station, I heard the sound of alarms going off, and I smirked as I noticed how much time had passed. Surely, it would be too late to save them, and even if they did, they'd most likely be crippled.

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[A/N: Next chap should be some interaction between Jasmine and Julie and then the start of something!]