A Bucket Of Your Heart

Chapter 4

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Oh my God. What now?! 

There's only one place where I can hide him. I immediately put the chair above a string from the ceiling. Upon standing in the chair, I pulled the string and it then revealed stairs up above.

I untied him and grabbed his hand firmly, so that he wouldn't escape. We ran up the stairs and I told him to be still.

When my parents came, the room was already organised. I heard my mom and dad talking.

My dad then carried me to bed since I pretended to sleep on the floor.

He kissed my forehead and so did my mom.

"What time are you going to fly?" my dad asked pertaining to the fashion show that will happen in London.

"At five am," my mom replied. You see, she's a known model.

After that I heard the closing of the door.

I waited for about five minutes, after that I immediately went upstairs to where the thief was.

He's lying on the floor in a curled position. This room is not used anymore and so it is dusty. How can he sleep?

I put the extra pillow and blanket I have on him. He'd be more healthy if he gained weight. 

My eyes started to close and I couldn't prevent myself from sleeping without wanting to. The last thing I knew, I was laying beside him before I finally fell into a deep slumber. 

The first thing I saw when I regained consciousness was the back of the malnourished thief. 

The blanket is over me and so is the pillow. 

"Hey," I whispered behind his ears. 

He looked at me and laughed. 

"What's so funny?" I asked, annoyed. 

"May muta ka," he informed. 

Before I could react, his face was already close to mine, wiping something on my face.

"Wala na," he said, referring to the sleep even if there wasn't any. Chansing lang talaga. 

I took a peek, "Anong ginagawa mo?" 

"Wala, binabasa lang ang journal mo."

After he said that I tried to take it from him but he instantly put it away from my grasp. 

He's towering over me while I tiptoed to reach it from him. Why is he so freaking tall that I'm just leveled at his chest?! 

I sighed. I can't get it from him in this way. 

A chair is what I need. I looked around and saw a stool and went to get it while this thief was laughing from my misery. 

I placed it in front of him, stood in it, and now I'm as tall as he is. I grabbed the book but he took a step back. 

The chair lost its balance and so I fell to the ground. My face would've hit the ground if he didn't put his hand in it. But this is too embarrassing and my boobs hurt so much. 

He helped me get up but he was laughing at my situation. I gave him a glare and walked out after that. He followed me back to my room. 

"Okay ka lang?" he asked and sat at my bed. Wow. Feel at home. 

I went to open the windows. 

"Umalis ka na." 

"Ayoko nga. Dito nalang ako sa kama mo. Ang lambot kasi," he said and proceeded to lie down. 

"Ew. Umalis ka nga sa kama ko," I argued and hit him with the pillow. 

"Oo na! Ito naman parang may malubha akong sakit," he commented and walked to the windows in a slow motion. 

So he thinks he's funny huh? 

"Mukha ka kasing walking germ," I replied while I try not to smile because he's still walking in a slow manner. He's an idiot. 

"Walking germ?" he asked...in 0.75 speed. 

I can't help but to giggle. He's the most idiot, dumbest and silliest malnourished thief I have ever met. 

"Naglalakad na mikrobyo," I translated for him. I'm trying to not let out a loud laugh but failed. 

He stopped with his 'slow motion movie' and faced me. 

"Tumawa ka! Kailan ang kasalan?!" 

My hand grabbed the taser,"Saka na pag si kamatayan ang pari!" I exclaimed and ran towards him with the taser. 

He ran away from me with a horrified expression and then he fell from the windows.

He fell. 

Is he dead?