TriangGULO (Chapter 4)

I found her reading a mystery book. Dahil ba mahilig siya sa mystery books kaya she seems so mysterious? Or something happened to her in the past? Anyway, I came to her but it seems like I'm not present. So I have to say "excuse me" to her at ayun nagsalita, but her eyes were still on the book she's reading.
"Alam ko kung bakit ka nandito," after pa lang niya mag-salita na'ng tumingin siya sa'kin. Ano bang klaseng tao siya?
"Bakit?" just to challenge her.
"You're here to ask kung paano ko nalaman na maganda ang boses mo. Am I..." I'm not irritated. Namamangha lang talaga ako.
"Psychic ka ba? Ang bilis mong malaman ang mga bagay," and I spoke as fast as a racing car.
"Since my left eye is blind, I have to be aware of my surroundings. Kailangan di lang mata ang lagi kong gamitin. Dapat pati ang pakiramdam ko. It's not being psychic. It's being aware of everything," tumayo siya and came to the spot where I was standing, "Nakikita mo 'tong matang to?" she's pertaining to her blind eye.
"Syempre naman!" duh! I have two eyes and both of them are functioning well.
"Do you know what it feels like?"
"Boredom. Anger. Irritation," I said to her.
"Hatred. Including hatred, Clarissa. You know why? Do you want to know why?" with an emphasis on the last word.
"No. I want to know why," with that, I became curious to her life.
"A long story," again I interrupted her.
"I'm ready to listen," woah! That's pure English!
"What I told you about my left eye isn't real. I want to make my mother's name safe and sound. What really happened is that she beat me on my left eye that caused bleeding. I thought it's all fine but the next day, it's not working anymore. I can only see with my one eye," she paused. It's like she's holding back her tears.
"Why did she beat you?" I felt sorry for her.
"Because I wasn't able to earn some money. I'm prioritizing my studies that I didn't realized that I have to earn some money because it's what she wants. She wanted actually," I can see to her eye the hatred that she was feeling. But I can't make it to comfort her because I want to know more.
"Why did you use a past tense?" I'm referring to the word wanted.
"She's dead. My father killed her, and I liked it. But what I don't like is that my father wanted to kill me also," maybe she saw that I was shocked so she add, "what you knew about me is just between you and me."
"If that's what you want," she tried to leave but I stopped her, "Wait! Why did your father kill your mother?"
"To satisfy his self. But it's not only him who had satisfaction," she gave me a devilish smile.
It started to rain outside. I love rain! But that day, I don't cared about rain. I cared for Lorraine.