Kabanata 14
Content warning: Matured content not suitable for young readers (pero babasahin pa rin nila 'yan yieee hahahaha! Beware!)
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Kabanata 14
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BULLET
"Are you ridiculous?" I hissed under my breath.
"Am I?" His sexy lips tugged for a smirk.
A shaky breath got out of my fucking mouth, his eyes fell back in between my legs.
"I guess I am," he titled his head and folded his arms on his chest. "Open,"
"W-what?" I could even recognize my own fucking voice.
"Spread your legs, I wanna watch,"
I only froze. The sensation on my belly intensifying with the vibrating toy and his eyes feasting on me.
"Why would you?" I hissed under my breath, "I don't need you here."
"You don't?" Tumaas ang kilay niya at mahinang tumawa, "I just heard you calling my name, hun."
His lips quirked when he caught my reaction, "I told you, I've been waiting for you since you're in the bathroom until you went out and...it's sexy, I wanna watch."
"Fuck you,"
"Oh, you sure do," he brushed his hair, sat at the end part of my bed and watched me. "Are you imagining that toy was my cock?"
I jolted when it vibrated more. Tumama ang ulo ko sa headboard at napaigtad.
"How was it, honey? I can assure you mine was better than imagining that bastard as my dick," his jaw even ticked when he caught a glance of my toy inside me.
Umawang ang labi ko. His words are damn annoying but why the hell do I find it hot?
"No, I'm not thinking of you! How dare you disrespect Franklin?!"
"Oh," his chuckles roared inside the room, "so, that's the damn Franklin."
"Yes," I breathed, still not trying to move my hand to stop myself from coming. "And he's my long-time boyfriend, asawa lang kita."
Lumaki ang ngiti niya. His back relaxed and brushed his hair again with his fingers.
"So, I'm the third party now?" He chuckled, "I can't believe this."
"Leave," I hissed without much determination.
Fuck, please don't!
Tumitig siya sa 'kin at dumilim ang mukha, "spread your legs."
I didn't move.
I think I'm coming!
"I said spread those legs, Bevurleigh," he commanded in a stiff and hard tone. "I wanna watch."
Nilabanan ko siya ng tingin. I wanted so bad to refuse. To not give him the satisfaction to see me bare and fragile right now but it was more like punishing myself when I wanted nothing but this right now.
"No touching me," I reminded.
Natahimik siya saglit pero tumango rin at binasa ang labi.
"Alright," he breathed. "Just spread your damn legs, Tish."
And I did.
Relaxing, I rested my back more in the headboard, spreading my legs so he could have a full view of me even in the dark. I watched how his eyes darkened, the calm blues turning darker like wild waves. Ravishing, consuming everything that's left sane inside me.
"Fuck yourself, wife," he breathed.
I moved the vibrator inside of me again, making my chest heave. Nahulog ang mata niya sa dibdib ko.
Umayos siya ng upo. I caught him adjusting his pants but he really couldn't hide the erection bulging on his black pajamas.
I reached for my chest to pinch my nipples when he tsk-ed.
"Did I tell you to touch your tits?"
"Ano?"
"I said fuck yourself with that bastard," he glared at Franklin like he was his worst enemy. "Not pinch your tits."
"Why would I follow you?" I fought.
He only gave me a look. I sighed.
"Fine," I lowered my hand and focused on Franklin instead, my mind imagining it was Zion's cock inside of me instead.
In my head, he was fucking me with his fingers instead and he's alternating, working with his tongue while I thrust my cunt on his mouth. It reminded me of the first time we saw each other in the bar, that night where I felt fully alive.
How he fell down on his knees when I asked him to. How he put my leg on his shoulder and ate me like a starved man.
Oh, fuck.
"Zy...fuck..." I moaned, thrusting Franklin inside me like how I imagine my husband would.
His throat bobbed. He was not even attempting to touch himself on his damn pants, frustrating me.
"Show me your dick," I called out.
"No," he straight up answered.
I glared at him. He smirked.
"Tonight's your night, baby." He cooed, "oh, don't show me that face. You'll get it soon enough if you're a good girl."
I showed him my middle finger but it didn't even last a few seconds because I can already feel myself on edge.
"Don't cum," ani Zion kaya nanigas ako.
"What?"
He crawled closer to me and settled himself beside me, "you'll only cum when I tell you to."
"Gago ka ba?!"
"Gwapo lang," ngumiti siya't inabot ang nasa pagitan ng hita ko.
I slapped his palm, "I said no touching, mister!"
"No touching you," he clarified, "I didn't say I won't fuck you with your damn bastard boy."
I almost laughed but didn't when he took Franklin from my grip.
"Nice meeting you bastard," he frowned at my toy. "I'm the husband."
Doon ko na 'di napigilan ang tawa.
"Boyfriend ka lang pero ako ang pinakasalan," he spat. I laughed more, trying to balance lust and amusement for I surely will cum now.
Zion glared at me like a spoiled brat.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Ayos ka lang?" I chuckled, "maybe you should really say yes to Deion's offer—ah!"
He plunged Franklin inside me. Napahawak ako sa unan at hinampas ang braso ni Zion.
"Bastard!"
"Touch your tits," he commanded. I reached for my breast and pinched my hardened nipples.
"Hmm, Zion," I moaned, teasing the hell out of him. Enjoying his horny and pissed face.
His jaw clenched but didn't say anything. Instead, he touched my leg to spread it apart and thrusted my vibrator inside me.
I writhed on his touch, desperately waiting for him to allow my release.
"Z-Zy, honey, please...I can't..." umiling ako at kumuyom na ang kamay.
"Not yet, baby," when he took the toy out, I was cursing his name. "Calm down,"
"I hate you," I hissed under my breath.
"Uh-huh," he moistened his lower lip and teasingly, he moved the silicon toy up and down my clit and in between my entrance, spreading my moisture. "So fucking wet. Is that for me?"
"Yes," I breathed and squeezed my chest, "yes, Zy, please..."
"Please what?" He slapped my pussy with the toy. I frustratedly cursed.
"Fuck me," I cried out loud, "please, fuck me,"
He reached for my other hand balling into fists on my side and put it on my clit, "play with yourself."
"No..." I gritted my teeth, "if I touch myself—"
"Do it and you'll be rewarded, hun," he said with a promise. "Go on, it's okay."
"But if..."
"Trust me," he assured, "touch yourself."
I moved my finger and caressed my sensitive nub, mas lumapit si Zion sa akin na naramdaman ko na ang init ng katawan niya sa balikat ko. He moved his head to make a better look, still using Franklin to tease me.
"Is this what you do every night?" He asked.
I nodded.
"You chose to have fun with this bastard of a boyfriend of yours than your husband?" He tried looking pained but it's not working.
Napangiti siya sa matalim kong tingin.
He lifted his hand and placed a few wet strands of my hair behind my hair, "hmm? Why? I'm just a knock away."
"I wanna kill you," I answered.
"And? That stopping you?" He looked so offended, "why, Scythe, my love, did killing me stops you?"
I chewed on my lips, he pushed Franklin inside again.
"You're my enemy, Reaper," I hissed under my breath. "I'm supposed to kill you. Not to fuck you."
"Where's the fun in that, baby?" He smiled handsomely again and thrusted the vibrator in and out of me, slowly, teasing, playing.
Hindi ako nakasagot. Mas lumapit pa siya sa akin hanggang sa halos magdikit na ang mukha namin.
"Zy..." I breathed in his scent, my face reaching his. "Kiss me."
Our lips almost touched but didn't. I was about to attempt another move when I felt a cold metal on my throat. I stiffened, watching Zy with wide eyes.
"And why do you have a knife under your pillow, honey?" He grinned maliciously, "afraid the monsters under your bed will take you?"
My chest moved hastily, my breathings uneven. The anticipation and lust intertwined in a ball of sensation and fear.
I love fear. I love danger. I starved on it.
And now, Reaper was fucking me with a knife on my throat. One wrong move and I'll bleed and die.
"Now..." his eyes glinted, probably mirroring the igniting lust on my eyes. "Move or you'll die."
"If I'm done with this, I'll stab you," I threatened.
He chuckled, "it'll be my greatest honor, baby,"
Gently, he pushed the knife on my skin. It didn't touch me entirely but the coldness is enough to send me resting my back on the headboard.
"I said play with yourself, wife," he commanded. "Rub your clit,"
I followed through his commands, locking gazes with him. I touched my clit, gasping in air as the toy vibrated inside me.
"Good girl," he whispered and stared at my cunt shamelessly. "That's right, rub it more."
I did and that's when he plunged Franklin inside me with a faster pace I ended up grasping the sheets and meeting its every thrust.
"Ah...Zy..."
The sharp end of the knife on my throat. The curved part of my vibrator hitting my G-spot. My fingers on my clit and my husband's devilish eyes are enough to end me.
"Come," he whispered and I convulsed in tiny million pieces, jolting and gasping like a banshee with pleasure.
"Beautiful..." he whispered as he watched me break into pieces, my head and eyes rolling back.
"Fuck..." I cried, "fuck, Zion."
I sprawled on the headboard, my eyes opening and still feeling the metal of the knife barely on my skin. Nagsalubong ang tingin namin ng asawa ko.
He smiled maliciously.
"Fuck you, you know that?" Tamad kong tanong.
"You didn't miss a day telling me," he grinned and glanced back at my legs. "Lift your hand, let me taste."
I was confused at first but then he pouted at the hand I used to touch myself. I got it immediately and raised my hand.
He opened his mouth. I just fucking came but my core's already in heat again the moment I shoved my two fingers inside his mouth.
He moaned sexily and sucked on my fingers, his other free hand gripping my wrist while locking gazes with me.
I felt so empty when he was through, pulling Franklin out of me the same time he took my fingers out of his tongue.
"This damn bastard," mahinang reklamo niya at masamang tinitigan si Franklin.
I smiled lazily, "don't you dare belittle my boyfriend, husband. He made me cum tonight. Not your cock."
His jaw clenched, "you came thinking it was my cock inside you," he cleared out.
Napatawa ako, "sige, kwento mo 'yan, eh. S'yempre ikaw ang bida."
Tinusok niya ang baywang ko. I squealed and cursed when I realized the damn knife's still in my throat.
He chuckled at my reaction, "careful, hun. If you died, how will you kill me?"
Without words, I reached for the hilt of the knife and take it from his grip. I pushed him on his back, making him lose his balance before straddling his lap and pushing the knife on his throat.
"Fuck!" He cursed. I smiled sweetly.
"Surprise, baby,"
"Okay, you won," he surrendered and raised both of his palms under me.
"Really?" I smiled again. "I want your dick,"
He blinked at me and smirked, "no,"
Nawala ang ngiti ko at nahulog ang balikat.
"Why?" I whined.
"Tonight's not the right time,"
My forehead creased, was about to protest but decided to just hold my tongue.
My shoulders fell and my grip on the knife loosened.
Can't blame him, though. Who would be even get interested with damaged goods?
He caught the knife from my grip and threw it somewhere away. Nangunot ang noo ko nang bigla siyang umupo at basta na lang akong binuhat hanggang sa nakasandal na siya headboard at nasa kandungan niya ako.
"What are you doing?" Tanong ko bago iginalaw ang hita paalis sana nang hilahin niya ang baywang ko palapit.
My breasts met his face. Before I could pull away, he opened his mouth and took one. I shivered.
"Zion!"
"Stop overthinking, Tish," he mumbled in between suckling my nipple and pinching the other one. "I don't mean it like whatever negativity you're putting inside your pretty head."
Lumayo ako pero muli niya lang akong hinila palapit. He bit my nipple. I moaned and fisted his bun, shoving his face on my breast.
"Why didn't you want to fuck me?" I gasped under my breath while he's ravishing my chest.
"I said, not tonight, I didn't say I won't," he answered in between his feasts.
Nagsalubong ang kilay ko at hinila ang ponytail sa buhok niya para ilagay sa wrist ko.
This is mine now.
"Damn, baby," inangat niya ang tingin niya para titigan ako, "ubos na ang ponytail ko."
I grinned and showed him my wrist, "I like it, I'll add it to my collection. This is mine now!" Yabang ko.
Umiling siya pero kumikislap pa rin ang aliw sa mga mata, "you don't even tie your hair much, why do you keep on taking mine?"
I shrugged and brushed his hair with my fingers. He reached for my chin and tilted my head down so I could meet his gaze.
"What style do you like? I'll buy you—"
"Nah, I'll just keep yours," I answered. "Twinkle gave me another one from her collection, too. The one with butterflies."
His eyes brightened. He reached for my cheek for a slow caress before kissing my jaw.
"I want to fuck you, of course," I stopped with his change of topic. Sinalubong ko ang tingin niya.
"What's stopping you?" I shot brow up, "can't you see I'm all bare for you." I mentioned myself while he's still fully clothed.
Unfair.
"Tonight's for your pleasure," his thumb brushed my nipple.
"But," I could feel his erection under me. I humped against him. He only hardened more. "You're hard, too."
"Hmm..." he hummed, "I can manage, honey."
I narrowed my eyes at him. He just smiled reassuringly and I won't lie, it made my heart jump and before I could stop myself, I'm cupping his cheek and kissing his mouth.
Our tongues clashed, fought and rebelled together. Our poisoned tongue spit poison into our system that we refused from remembering we're enemies.
Tonight, we're not.
I humped against his crotch, earning a loud groan from him. He squeezed my waist and fixed my body until I'm completely sitting on his hard dick still under his black pajamas.
I scratched his back and gripped his shoulders, moving my hips in rhythm against his cotton clothes.
"Fuck," he assisted me, mimicking my every move by thrusting back against me.
We dry humped each other—mine wasn't since I'm fucking wet already. He refused to touch my pussy and was content sucking my breast and kissing me alternately while I'm calling his name.
"Fuck, Tish," he groaned against my throat and kissed me again until my lips are sore.
"I-I'm coming," I whispered in between kisses and cried out loud when I convulsed for the second time tonight.
He cursed repeatedly under his breath and I was confused when he gently pushed me back away from his crotch only to take his massive cock out of his pajamas, jerk it with his palm twice until he's coming on my legs.
My mouth watered, staring at his length. Bewildered and hot.
Our eyes clashed. I licked my lip.
"Can I?" I whispered.
His eyes dilated, mas bumibilis ang paghinga.
"You don't have to,"
"I want to," I answered back. Nagkatitigan kaming dalawa, naglalaban kung sinong unang susuko at hindi ako 'yon.
His jaw clenched. My heart thumped in excitement.
"Baby, please?" I pursed my lips.
"Alright—" I didn't wait for him to complete his words and I'm hopping down the bed with an excited smile.
"Seriously, baby," tumawa siya sa itsura ko.
"Why?" Tinaasan ko siya ng kilay at inilahad ang kamay, "bilis! Sit on the edge."
Shaking his head and blushing, he moved his body off the bed to sit on the side. He removed his pajamas and underwear completely, giving me a full view of his entirety.
"Strip your shirt, please," utos ko.
"Yes, boss," tango niya at hinila mula sa likod ang shirt niya.
His wild, messy hair reaching his neck. His sharp jaw and dangerous blue eyes. His body, glistening with the glinting light from the moon and stars sneaking inside is a temple. A God living with the mortals.
I found myself on my knees.
I bit my lower lip. Locking gazes with him, I used his ponytail to tie my hair.
"Fuck, Leticia," he cursed.
"You called me in every name possible tonight, mister," I smirked and touched the tip of his cock. It moved.
"I still haven't call you one thing, misis," he gripped my jaw, making my lips part.
"What?" I asked.
He grinned wickedly, "open your mouth and suck my cock good, Mrs. Sandejas," and he was shoving his dick inside my mouth.
It was liberating. I felt sexually free with Zion that whatever he does only thrilled and turned me on. He fisted my hair while thrusting inside my mouth, making me like his pleasure machine.
It's not that I'm complaining. I actually like the way he trembled and losses his control.
I am making The Reaper cum. Who would've thought that one of the most dangerous man in the underground is under my mercy? Begging for me to fuck him.
"Baby," he called, "stop fucking teasing."
I laughed. I'm sure it vibrated on his cock inside my mouth that he's fidgety now.
Hinawakan ko ang hita niya at hinampas bago bahagyang lumayo.
"W-what?" He looked at me with his sleepy gaze.
"Beg me more," I commanded.
"Please," desperation bleed on his voice, "please, misis."
Madali naman akong kausap.
I jerked him off while sucking him, his cock hitting the back of my throat. I gagged but it wasn't enough to stop me from pleasuring my handsome husband.
He's sweating now, I can see it on his forehead, despite the air-conditioned room. It only riled me up and moved my palm faster. I bobbed my head.
He squeezed his eyes shut and balled his fist on the side.
"Don't close your eyes," I called out.
He opened his eyelids.
"Watch me while I suck you, honey," I sultrily teased, "imagine it was my cunt milking your dick."
And hell got loose. Naputol ko ata ang pisi ni mister at hinila na niya ang batok ko.
My laughter got cut off when he shoved himself inside my mouth again and thrusted inside again, fucking my mouth without any hesitations now.
"That's it, wife. Take my cock like a good girl,"
My scalp hurts in a good way, I touched myself while he's fucking my mouth and when I came, he shoved himself out of my mouth and masturbated himself in front of me.
My eyes were suddenly in high definition, staring at his pinkish length and the veins protruding in the underside of it.
Namula ang dibdib niya. I saw how the veins on his skin protruded and when I knew he's almost coming, I pushed his hand off his dick and took him on my mind again.
"What the hell, Leticia!" He came on my mouth. I swallowed it all with satisfaction.
His eyes burned on me with lust and annoyance.
There's no way you're gonna come if not inside me.
I moved away with a satisfied grin.
He fell on his back on the bed. Naupo ako sa lapag.
"Fuck it, Bevurleigh," he hissed, out of his breath.
Tumaas ang kilay ko, "bakit? Ayaw mo ba?"
"Of course, I like it!" Mabilis siyang umupo. His dick sprang back to life. My eyes brightened.
Hinila niya ang kumot at tinakpan ang pagitan ng hita niya. I groaned.
"Bullet!" He snapped.
"What?!" I hissed, "I'm Bullet now?!"
"No...I..." bumuntonghininga siya at inabot ang kamay sa 'kin, "come 'er, my love."
My heart raced. Kumunot ang noo ko sa kanya at hindi gumalaw.
This man and his million endearments!
"Damn it, I said come here," he tapped his lap. "Don't be a brat to me now."
Frowning, I stood. Naglakad ako palapit sa kanya at mabilis niya akong nahuli at hinila paupo sa hita niya patagilid.
Humalukipkip ako.
"Bevurleigh," he called.
I remained glaring at nowhere.
"I thought I was Bullet?" I spat.
Tumawa siya.
"Anong nakakatawa?" I looked at him dead in the eye. He blinked and shook his head.
"Nothing..." agap niya, "akala ko ba mas gusto mong tawagin kitang Bullet? Bakit nagagalit ka na ngayon?"
Hindi ako umimik.
As if I'll tell him his childish nicknames and endearments makes me feel special!
"Tish?" He whispered, "asawa ko? Misis?"
I shut my mouth.
He laughed on my ear, "what is it, baby? Hmm? Come on, tell me."
"Don't call me Bullet again," I mumbled.
Natahimik siya, "why? Don't you want it anymore?"
"I don't like hearing it from you," I answered, "just...call me anything from your childish nicknames. I don't care. It just feels..."
"Feels?" Marahang bulong niya at hinalikan ang pisngi ko, "feels what, hun?"
"Feels different," I whispered. "I feels cold coming from you."
"Alright," he kissed my jaw, "anything for you, Tish."
Sinalubong ko ang tingin niya, "thank you," I placed a kiss on his forehead.
He melted on it. My poor husband was so soft for forehead kisses, I noticed.
"Ang asawa ko talaga," I bit back a smile when he carried me a bit so we're back on the headboard with his back resting on it and me on his lap.
"Okay, what do you like more?" He showed me his fingers, "Bevurleigh, Leticia, Tish o Misis?"
I shrugged and rested my head on his shoulders, "anything,"
He whistled and kissed my head again, "yes! So meaning, I can call you honey, baby, love...hmm, ano pa ba? Anong masasabi mo sa sugar pie?"
"Tang ina ka,"
His laughter boomed.
"Ayaw? Paano kapag BuKo?"
I gave him a questioning look.
"Buhay Ko—" I shoved his face with the pillow, his laughter got muffled with it. I smiled softly while attempting to kill him.
Idiot.
Zy was something else. He took me to the bathroom and even washed me. He prepared a warm bath and scrubbed my back with soap. He shampooed my hair!
My heart melted. No one had ever done that to me as long as I remember. It was only me who cared for myself. Only me to look after me.
He was touching me but it didn't feel sexual at all. The way his palm massaged my scalp, whispering his apologies for gripping my hair so hard. The way his chest brushed against my back under the shower while he's soaping my breast.
It felt...home.
"Open your mouth," he said.
I followed him, hinawakan niya ang panga ko at inangat ang toothbrush.
I giggled when the bristles touched my tongue. He smirked.
"What now? Ako pa rin magto-toothbrush sa 'yo?"
I nodded my head. He chuckled and gave up.
"Okay, hold it for a while first, honey." Inabot ko ang toothbrush at hinawakan.
"A moment," kumuha si Zy ng t'walya at pinunasan ang sink.
I glanced at the mirror and stared at myself.
We just finished taking another bath tonight after that scene earlier in my bedroom. We're both wearing white robes, ang buhok ko'y nakabalot pa ng puting t'walya.
Mukha 'kong marshmallow na puti.
I scoffed.
Napasulyap si Zy sa 'kin, "why?"
"I looked like a marshmallow," I answered with the toothbrush inside my mouth.
He chuckled. He held my waist and carried me like I weighed nothing in the sink.
"My marshmallow wife, tapos sa loob may vanilla filling," aniya.
Nag-loading pa ako.
Bumaba ang tingin niya sa pagitan ng hita ko. Sinapok ko ang batok.
"Aww, misis!"
"Perv," I hissed, "oh! Brush my teeth," I shoved the brush on his palm again and enjoyed the way he took care of my mouth, too.
"Sosyal naman ng secretary ko, 'yong boss pa ang taga-toothbrush," aniya.
"You should be," I answered, "you enjoyed shoving your dick inside it, anyway."
He laughed again and pinched my nose.
"Yes, Ma'am," he saluted and resumed on his assignment.
I swayed my feet back and forth the sink while he's in between my legs and putting my usual skin care routine for the night in my direction.
"Toner first," I reminded.
"Sorry, boss," kinuha niya ang tinuro ko at naglagay sa cotton bago marahang ini-apply sa mukha ko.
While he's pampering me, I lifted my hand again and brushed his hair.
"You like my hair?" aniya.
I nodded, "kainggit, mas healthy pa sa 'kin,"
"What? Yours was healthy, too. Blonde's your natural color, right?"
I nodded, "yeah."
"What's your Nationality, then?" He asked, "I'm Brazilian-Filipino,"
"American, I guess," I answered, not sure, too. "And Filipino? Don't know exactly but I stayed in Italy for quite some time."
"You're not sure?"
Tumango ako.
"That's what I know in my life so baka iyon nga," sagot ko. "It doesn't really matter. I just like your hair."
Muling kong hinaplos-haplos ang anit niya at pinaglaruan, "don't cut it, please,"
He froze, "you like that much, hmm?"
I nodded, "bagay sa 'yo."
It's true, but I just can't help but associate his short hair look with that lady in the photo. It's sickening to think that way. Damn it.
"I won't," he kissed my jaw.
"Thanks," I whispered and touched the tip of his strands. "I like your hair,"
"Para kang si Twinkle," he smiled more, "she likes styling my hair, sabi niya kahit daw pangit ako maganda raw buhok ko. Ang pasmado ng bibig, misis."
My laugher filled the whole bathroom.
I stayed inside the bathroom while Zy's fixing my bed and the sheets to replace it with another one. I waited until he's knocking on the door.
"Misis, ayos na ang kama, tulog na tayo."
"Can you turn the lights off, Zy?" I asked, "I don't sleep with light."
"Oh, alright," he answered. "It's gone, wala kong makita! Gapang ka na lang papunta sa kama, Tish!"
"Asshole!"
I fixed myself first in the mirror and when I'm done, I wore my sleep mask and blindly got out of the bathroom.
"Honey," I called.
"Hmm?"
"Wala 'kong makita, pasundo sa labas ng banyo," utos ko.
"Crawl," aniya.
I hissed. He laughed.
"Alright, wait, ako na lang gagapang sa 'yo," I heard his footsteps and his chuckles filled my ear when he saw what I'm wearing.
"Really, honey?"
"I don't wanna see you sleeping, baka bangungutin ako," I answered.
"Meanie," he groaned and kissed my cheek, "come on,"
I loud yelp left my mouth when he carried me in a bridal way and plopped us both on the bed. I heard him turning the lamp off before resting behind me.
He gently pulled me closer, making my head rest on his arms. I sighed heavenly and cuddled him. Inangat niya ang comforter sa katawan namin at mas humigpit ang yakap sa 'kin.
"Good night, misis," he whispered. "Dream of me."
"Good night, mister," I whispered back and enjoyed the feeling of warmth, and home in his arms.
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ZION
She's beautiful and I'm in love with her.
I have met her first way back in college. The quiet, aloof and meek girl sitting alone always at the back of the class.
The first time I saw her, I got so fucking scared I almost peed on my pants.
Maaga ako pumasok sa klase. Just last night, I was in a sleepover in our ancestral house with my cousins. Noong umaga'y nag-Tagaytay kami at doon umuwi kina Mama at Papa Jer dahil may napiratang palabas na bago na naman si Crest.
We stayed all the way 'til 3 A.M., binge watching three movies and my first class for today is seven in the morning.
As usual, puro horror movies iyon. Isa lang 'yong romance, pang-una pa. Iniyakan ko nga no'ng biglang nasagasaan 'yong bida sa ending pero mas naiyak ako no'ng may jumpscare sa putang Inang screen.
Marcus didn't even let me watch in peace—in peace meaning, with closed eyes. He forced my eyes open while Alchiel-taba and Deion's stopping my arms from attacking Macky.
What the hell, right?
Mga walang puso! Mahal na mahal ko sila ng buong puso, balun-balunan, intestines, baga at lalamunan tapos papapanoorin nila 'ko ng nakakatakot?!
Hindi naman sa takot ako!
Pero respeto ba, gano'n...
Respeto my ass, I suddenly remembered I stole Macky-beybe's lunch box made by Tita Reah. Huh! Akala nila, ah?
Sarap no'ng ulam no'n, hotdog tapos bacon! Yummy! Excited na 'kong lantakan mamaya sa harapan ni Macky sa lunch!
Pikit pa ang mata kong nakaupo sa sasakyan habang nagmamaneho. Mabuti na lang at nakapag-kape ako kahit papaano.
Galing talaga sa stocks ni Sibyl pretty-ghourl 'yong dinukot ko, secret lang at baka wala na akong mauwing bahay pagkatapos, okay?
At six-thirty in the morning, I'm in the university already. I didn't think twice and walked at the back to stay there. Bumagsak ang ulo ko sa lamesa at nakatulog.
I was having the time of my life and sleeping peacefully when I heard footsteps. Mababaw ako matulog kapag nasa labas.
I'm on my alert mode whenever I'm alone that I opened my eyes when I saw something two chairs away from me.
May maputing babae. Puti ang damit. Mahaba ang itim na buhok na nakatabon sa mukha, ang itim na mata'y sumisilip sa mga tikwas.
My heart raced.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuccckkk!
"Mu..." I sputtered, "m-multo!"
I screamed at the top of my fucking lungs.
Natulos ako, hindi makagalaw habang sumisigaw at nangangatog.
Totoo pala 'yong sa mga horror na palabas na 'di makagalaw ang mga biktima kapag nakakita ng multo! Karma ko ba 'to kasi minura ko sila kagabi na tanga sila't hindi umalis kaagad?
My mouth dried in screaming. I couldn't move. Tanga rin ako!
May tumamang notebook sa mukha ko. Nabitin ang boses ko.
"Why is this school full of fucking idiots?" The white lady mumbled.
What? What?!
Mas nahulog ang panga ko't muntik nang lumuwa ang mata.
"N-nagsasalita 'yong multo?" I asked loudly.
The lady didn't even look at me and took her earphones out of her bag and put it on her ears.
Anak ng gago! Nagsa-soundtrip na mga multo?!
Napatakip ako sa bibig.
Panaginip lang 'to! Panaginip! panaginip—
May kumatok sa classroom. Sumigaw ulit ako.
"Tang ina ka, Zion!" Napatayo ako bigla nang makita ang mga pinsan.
"Macky!" I screamed and ran closer to them, "n-nakikita n'yo 'yon?!"
I pointed the girl in the dark corner of the room.
Nagtinginan ang tatlo.
"Mayro'n ba?" Ani Macky.
"I couldn't see anything, ikaw ba, Dei?" Ani Chiel.
Deion fixed his glasses and shrugged at me with his serious face, "nothing,"
Napaatras ako at nangilid ang luha nang tumayo ang white lady sa likod at naglakad paharap.
Fuck! Fuck! Hindi kaya nabuksan ang third-eye ko no'ng nautog ako sa pader kagabi kasi nakapikit ako papuntang banyo?!
I stiffened more when I met the white lady's cold black eyes, her hair still on the sides of her face, making me see only a part of her face.
Shit...
Naglakad siya papalapit. Napaatras ako.
Nang magkatapat na kami ay parang maiihi na 'ko.
Anong gagawin ko?!
"Tabi-tabi po," I said out loud, trembling.
Hinawi niya ang buhok niya at tinitigan ako, mas nakita ko ang mukha niya.
She was beautiful, the beauty mark on her cheek made me stop.
Ang ganda ng multo?!
"Tabi," she spat.
"H-huh?" Mabuti'y nahanap ko pa ang boses.
"Tabi," she hissed, "tinatakpan mo ang basurahan."
"Huh?" I asked again like an idiot.
"Stupid," she hissed and pushed me out of the way, tumalsik ako pagilid at natamaan ang kung sino.
I just watched the white lady threw a piece of paper and turned back without looking back at me towards the classroom.
"Good morning, Miss," Chiel greeted.
"Morning, Miss," bati nina Dei at Macky din sa multo.
"Walang maganda sa umaga," malamig niyang sagot at nilagpasan sila.
I blinked repeatedly.
"N-nakikita n'yo siya?" Nangangatal ang boses kong tanong sa mga pinsan.
My cousin's laughters roared in the hallway.
Fuck.
Nakuha niya ang atensyon ko simula nang umagang 'yon. She's new. Every class I'll have in those subjects, inaabangan ko siya. She was unnoticed by everyone, walang tumatabi o kumakausap man lang sa kanya sa likod.
I heard they're scared of her, they're calling her what? Sadako?
Paano ba naman kasi ay palaging nakatungo at nakatago ang mukha sa buhok niyang itim na itim. Even the professors don't call her or whatever, maybe scared, too.
She had no friends, that, I've been noticing.
"Group yourselves into two," ani ng professor. "Pass me the names next meeting."
"Zy, may partner ka na?" My pretty block mate asked.
"Ako ang partner ni Zy, bakit?" The one in front answered.
"Sino ba partner mo, Zy? Mayro'n na?"
"Hmm, yeah," I nodded, glancing at the back. "Mayro'n na, next time na lang, girls." I smiled.
When lunch came and everyone got out to either go home since this is our last class or go eat lunch kaya siya na lang at ako ang naiwan sa classroom.
She was always like that, nagpapahuli. Parang ayaw makisabay sa kahit sino pa man.
Naglakad ako papunta sa upuan ko at inayos ang bag habang Pasimpleng sumusulyap sa likod. She was still sitting and I saw her taking out a piece of sandwich.
Tumama ang kamay ko sa lunch box naman ni Chiel sa bag ko.
I was nervous and double guessing my decisions. Can I do this?
You can do this, Zy!
Gripping the lunch box on my hand, I made my way towards her.
"Hello!" My idiotic voice swayed, my tone turning into a high-pitch one.
She frowned at me.
Fuck, Zy!
"S-sorry, ah, hi! Masarap ba 'yang sandwich mo, p'wedeng akin na lang?" I panicked.
Her forehead creased more.
Nasapo ko ang noo.
Tunog matakaw! Gago!
"I-I mean...fuck, sorry! Uh, wala kasi akong kasamang mag-lunch! Baka p'wedeng kainin mo 'ko—shit!" I slapped my mouth.
She chuckled. Natulala ako.
"Sit," turo niya sa upuan sa harapan niya.
Nagmamadaling iniharap ko sa kanya ang upuan at naupo.
"What do you want?" She asked, still watching me curiously and cautiously.
"Gusto ko lang na," tumikhim ako. "May kasabay sa lunch. Kung ayaw mo, o-okay lang. Aalis na lang ako—"
"Here," inabot niya sa 'kin ang sandwich niya. "Sa 'yo na, baka maiyak ka pa."
Napanganga lang ako.
Kinuha niya sa lunch box sa kamay ko at binuksan, "who cooked this?"
"Ah, si Tito Iñigo," sagot ko at binuksan ang sandwich, nagpa-panic pa rin at 'di alam paano kikilos sa harapan niya.
"Tito?"
"Hmm, kay Chiel kasi 'yan. Sa pinsan ko, kinuha ko sa bag niya." Her eyes widened.
I smirked, "okay lang 'yan. Tikman mo, masarap! Nakuha ko kahapon 'yong baunan ni Deion, eh." I took a bite of her sandwich and moaned.
"Sarap! Ikaw gumawa?"
She nodded and bit her lip, still hiding her face.
"Mayo lang 'yan," aniya. "Na nilagyan ng cheese na tig-limang piso. Sometimes I add eggs. Depende sa mood but nothing special."
"Hmm..." I munched on it and bit again, "it's delicious. Ngayon lang ako nakatikim ng pinaghalo ang mayo at cheese."
I noticed her watching me but when I caught her, nagbaba siya ng tingin ulit at tumikhim.
"Come on, kain tayo," I smiled. "Taste it, masarap 'yan. Promise."
She hesitated but then when she saw me having a time of my life eating the delicious sandwich she made, she took a spoon full of rice and meat and ate.
She made a sound and stopped. I smiled and hid it by biting the sandwich.
Tahimik lang siyang kumain, napansin ko ang sunod-sunod niyang subo.
It must've taste that good, huh?
I noticed a piece of rice at the side of her lip. I handed her a tissue.
"T-thanks," tumungo siyang muli pinunasan ang labi.
"Sarap ng sandwich, baka naman may part two? Bitin, eh," biro ko pa.
"Sorry," umayos siya ng upo at isinara ang lunch box, "naubos ko ang lunch mo. Papalitan ko na lang—"
"It's yours, ano ka ba," I smiled. "Bigyan mo na lang ako ng part two ng sandwich sa next meeting, okay na tayo."
She glanced at me again, aloof and cautious.
"Next meeting?" She asked. I nodded. Nahulog ang tingin niya sa kamay Niya't 'di kaagad nagsalita, malalim ang iniisip.
"Ganito na lang, how 'bout an exchange? Give me your sandwich, you can have my lunch?"
Muli niyang inangat ang tingin sa 'kin.
"Your lunch? How could it be yours when you only took it from your cousins?" She asked.
I tsk-ed. She avoided my gaze again and tried hiding a smile.
Fucking beautiful.
"Then my lunch," I negotiated. "My dad's a chef and I'm so sure he'd love to cook more for me—for us."
Hindi siya umimik. My heart thumped nervously.
Fuck, did I scare her?
"The sandwich is nothing with the meals," sagot niya. "Wala lang 'yan."
"Who said it wasn't enough?" I shot my brow up but then an idea popped out. "But if you insist...I have no partner next week sa activity, would you like to be mine?"
She gulped. I waited nervously and when she nodded her head, I punched in the air.
"Yes!" I breathed, "thank you!"
She nodded, "are you sure? Maraming gusto ka-partner mo kanina, bakit ako?"
"Bakit 'di ikaw?" I asked.
She lifted her gaze and blushed. My lips quirked. She scratched her cheek.
Hindi ko na inasar at sa halip ay inilahad ko ang kamay, "nagkainan na tayo ng pagkain 'di pa 'ko nagpapakilala. I'm Zion,"
She glanced at me, "gwapo na lang for short," I winked.
"Ang sama ng hangin dito," aniya. Napatawa ako at inilahad ang kamay lalo.
"You are?"
She stared at my palm and reached for it. She met with my gaze, her black eyes twinkling with amusement and confusion.
She opened her mouth and told me her name.
"Theia," I whispered and jolted when I realized I was having a dream.
I opened my eyes and froze when I met my wife's black ones, staring at me while sitting at the side of the bed.
Umawang ang labi ko.
Shit. Did I just say another woman's name in my sleep?
"T-Tish—"
"We're late," she said and stood. Her tone and face void with emotions but then in her eyes, I saw pain and hurt. Betrayal. I know I fucked up.
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