The Bad Boy King Ferrel

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

During a rainy day, a young woman was being dumped by a guy.

It was me.

"Let's break up."

"Why?" tanong ko.

Nasa rooftop kaming dalawa ngayon. Pinagbabawal ang pagpunta rito pero hinila niya ako para kausapin sa hagdan ng patago. Ngunit may taong patago rin na naguusap roon kaya mas lalo pa kaming umakyat sa hagdan, hanggang sa nakita naming bukas ang pinto ng rooftop at dito kami napadpad.

Unfortunately, we didn't know it was raining a bit, we had no choice but to talk here.

"You always say things that you know I won't like." mahinang sabi nito.

Nararamdaman ko ang hangin at ulan na humahampas sa buong katawan ko. Ang maayos niyang buhok ay nasisira ng dahil rito ngunit kahit ganoon ay bagay parin sa kaniya ito.

"Like what?" I asked again calmly.

Bumaba ang tingin niya. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean that. I just feel like we made a wrong choice. Kung sana ay nakuntento nalang tayo sa pagiging magkaibigan," aniya na hindi parin makatingin. "I'm really sorry for regretting... I don't wanna hurt you but I think this is wrong. I'm sorry." He said.

It pains me how he's trying to hide that he's not hurting with his decision. I already know this is my fault. We shouldn't have dated. We should've just stayed as friends.

Just because I don't wanna lose him, I accepted his confession.

Just because I wish we can be friends forever, I lied that I feel the same.

Hindi ganoon kalakas ang ulan kaya tumigil narin ito agad at pinalitan ng liwanag.

Nakatayo parin ako habang nakatingin sa pinto ng rooftop kung saan umalis si Harold, my ex-boyfriend now.

I said, I still wanted to be his friend but he didn't answer me immediately. He told me to let him think about it so I let him.

Harold is a good friend. He's a nerd, a really popular nerd. We are both nerd, actually. We like to study, read books, and watch movie adaption of the books we've read. We've been friends since high school and we just dated recently and today is the day we broke up.

Now, I don't have a friend left because my only friend left me.

Naglakad ako palapit sa railings ng rooftop. Mataas ang bawat building ng school namin ngunit kitang kita parin naman ang bawat estudyanteng naglalakad sa baba.

It's already four o'clock so some of the students are heading back home and some are staying because they still have classes left. I'm one of those who have classes left but decided to skip it.

Nang mapagod ako sa pagtayo at pagdama sa nakakalungkot na tanawin ay umupo ako sa hindi na basang sahig.

Girls skirt are way too short but I still managed to sit properly without feeling uncomfortable. I unbuttoned the three buttons of my blue long sleeve blouse. It's a bit wet and I want to take it off but I don't want anyone to see me half-naked here. Although, I know there won't be anyone who will come because we are not allowed here.

I put my long hair in a ponytail. Kinuha ko rin ang aking sigarilyo at lighter na nakaipit sa may baywang ko para sindihan ito. Mabuti at hindi ito nabasa.

I smoked my cigarette. Nakaupong nakasandal lamang ako sa railings habang nakapikit na iniisip kung paano ko sasanayin ang sarili na wala na ang nagiisang kaibigan ko.

I'm used to being alone when I was a child but then I met Harold when I was second year in high school. I was so happy back then when I met him, even now.

I was bullied when I was in my elementary days. I was always the kind of person whose awkward around people so whenever someone would greet me, I would still try to process if they were really talking to me or not, but my schoolmates would judge me with it. They were always and always trying to pick a fight with me for some reason I don't really know.

Maybe, I do look easy for them?

Harold was also got bullied by his classmates but opposite of him who never really held grudges to other people— I did. I started not to talk to people for a couple of months. I was scared that if I'd try to talk to them first then they'd probably think that I was faking it. I skipped classes time to time and would think that everything in this world is cruel. And I still think the same.

High school when I started to pretend to be someone I'm not. I acted sweet and kind when I'm around with people. When I saw Harold by himself, nilapitan ko siya para kaibiganin. Dahil nakikita ko ang sarili ko sa kaniya noong mag isa ako. I made a lot of friends but not to the point I'll hang out with them. Harold is the only friend that I hang out with, which is why he questioned me one day why I don't trust anyone. I didn't answer him and he was fine with it.

He's kind. He doesn't pretend to be someone else, that's why he easily made a lot of friends without trying too hard.

Binuga ko ang usok ng sigarilyo.

Alam ko rin na napapansin niya na hindi ko inilalabas ang tunay kong ugali sa kaniya. I didn't tell him that I smoke. I don't want him to know about my bad side. I was so afraid that he'd leave me... and maybe that's the reason why he left. I put a lot of attention to pretend good, to the point that it's obvious I'm faking it.

Hindi si Harold ang naging unang nobyo ko. Eight boyfriends to be exact. They were all kind that it's kind of funny. I'm the bad one here, I know. Hindi ako nakipag break sa kanila. They all dumped me because they already know that I don't feel the same way as them. But Harold is different, he's my precious friend that's why I didn't touch him. Hindi ko siya hinalikan man lang dahil hindi ko siya nakikita sa ganoong paraan.

Naramdaman niya iyon kaya hindi niya na napigilang hiwalayan ako.

This sucks. I don't really wanna hurt him...

Naubos na ang sigarilyo ko kaya kumuha ako ng isa pa para sindihan iyon.

Nagulat ako nang may nakita akong nakaupong lalaki sa taas banda ng pinto. Agad kong pinatay ang sigarilyong kakasindi pa lamang at itinago sa aking likuran.

I muttered a cuss when I knew who it was. The original bad guy is here.

No! I must hide! But he saw me already!

Tumalon siya mula roon sa pwesto niya. Naglakad siya palapit sa akin.

Hindi nakabutones lahat ng kaniyang uniform at nakasuot ito ng itim na shirt sa loob. His blonde hair is a bit messy and he looks sleepy and bored.

"What's the model of our school doing here?" He asked casually.

Hindi ako agad makatayo dahil sa ayos ng pagkakaupo ko.

I really hate this guy. I don't even know when it started and why, but this guy.. I don't like him. Everything about him. I honestly prayed that please we won't have a chance talk to each other but what is this? Why is this happening?!

Lalo na't may posibilidad na alam niya ang nangyari kanina at maging ang tinatago kong sikreto na naninigarilyo ako.

Umupo siya sa tabi ng hita ko. Agad na sinuot ko ang ngiting lagi kong pinapakita sa lahat ng tao.

"You are King, right? W-Why are you here?" I said smiling.

I stuttered! On god, why did I stutter?!

He raised his eyebrows while trying to read me. "This is my place." sagot nito habang hindi inaalis ang tingin sa akin.

Sa hindi malamang dahilan ay hindi ko maiwas-iwas ang tingin ko sa kaniya. Hindi na ako nakangiti ngayon.

I know why... I know why I really hate this guy. I really hate that he doesn't care about what people think about him. I really hate the fact that I feel like pinapamukha niya sa akin na wala namang masama kung hindi siya perpekto. Na wala namang masama kung walang gustong kakaibigan sa'yo. Na it's really okay to be alone if other's can't accept you for who you are.

He leaned closer like he's about to kiss me. It didn't shock me a bit. I know what he's doing. Nang makuha niya na ang sigarilyong tinago ko sa likuran ko ay umatras siya ng kaunti at hindi parin inaalis ang tingin sa akin.

"You are a bad girl." He whispered in an emotionless manner.