Destiny Played it Well

CHAPTER 73

Agad akong napabalikwas sa kama at nangangapang marating ang pinto. Sana tama itong tinatahak ko, hindi ko ito familiar ang penthouse namin dahil last time nag punta ako dito, college na ako at tumakas ako sa bahay dahil ayaw ni Daddy mag training ako as journalist.

"Mom??" patuloy parin ako sa pag kapa ng mga nakapaligid sa akin. Hindi ko kasi nakuha yung cane ko sa bag kanina. Shit! Sana di ako madapa, malas mauntog ulo ko sa sahig. "Mommy???" ulit ko pa at medyo nilakasan na ang boses.

"Sweetie?" I heard her kaya sinundan ko kung saan galing yung boses niya.

"Mom? Where are you—Oh shoot!" it was too late and I stumbled upon whatever was blocking my path. Napapikit nalang ako at ready na sana madapa sa sahig nung may narinig akong kung anong nawarak na tela. Fuck my shirt!!!

"Damn it! I'm sorry" T-that voice... SANDRO?!

"What the hell Sands?! For the second time you ripped my shirt." I said sounds so done. Siya din yung naka punit ng damit ko nung nag Ilocos Norte kami.

"I'm sorry, oh gosh, the torn looks awful." He commented.

"Get your petty paws off." angal ko agad saka tumayo ng maayos. Of all na pwedig hilahin, bat t-shirt ko pa kasi eh. Inayos ko yung nawarak na parte ng damit ko sa may likod para di niya makita kung ano mang hindi niya pwede makita.

"I'm really sorry. I-I didn't... Oh gosh.." frustrated niyang paliwanag. "I got panicked when I saw you stumble so I pulled your shirt first." he explained. Great, my shirt now looks like a rag.

"Sweetie what is—oh your shirt?! What happened to you?" that's Mom. Lumapit agad siya sa akin then checked my shirt.

"Mrs. Sagrado, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to ripped her shirt. I saw her stumble then the last thing I pulled is her shirt." paliwanag ni Sandro kay Mommy.

"I that so? Oh thank God you helped my daughter. She might have been hurt if you didn't caught her right away." pasalamat ni Mommy sakanya and she sound so relieved. "I'll just help Erah to change her clothes. You can wait there at the living room, Sands. I'll have your room ready." what?!

"What?! Your gonna stay here?!" gulat na tanong ko. Bahagya akong siniko ni Mommy dahil mukhang over yung pag react ko.

"Yes, he's staying here." sagot ni Mommy.

"I can stay at the hotel, Mrs. Sagrado, you don't have to worry about me." sagot ni Sandro.

"No, no, no. You're staying here with us. You have a long day today, it would be nice if you stay here." Mommy insisted. Oh no... Me and Sandro in one roof? Come on. "It's okay naman with you diba, SWEETIE." diin pa ni Mommy. Come on, Mom. Di naman halata na boto ka kay Sandro eh.

"Yeah, yeah, sure. You should stay here." sagot ko nalang dahil kukulitin lang ako ni Mommy para mag stay lang si Sandro dito.

"Great! You heard it, Sands ha. And please don't call me Mrs. Sagrado, that's too formal, call me Tita Mel or Tita Lisa." masayang sabi ni Mommy. Sus, Mommy naman eh.

"Thank you, Tita Mel for letting me stay here tonight." pasalamat ni Sandro.

"You can stay as long as you want." Moooom...Ay Dios mío. Kung pwede ko lang tampalin ang noo ko sa sinabi niya.

"Mooom...medyo malamig na." singit ko dahil mukhang di matatapos pag-uusap nila.

"Oh yeah, right. If you'll excuse us. Just wait for us at the living room. We'll have our dinner in a minute." sabi ni Mommy. "Come on, Sweetie." akay ni Mommy sa akin habang hawak ko parin yung t-shirt ko na nawarak sa likod. Mom just prepared my bath and change of clothes dahil ako parin ang mag papaligo sa sarili ko and pati narin sa pag bibihis.