Illicit Sky [✓]

Chapter 3

I slowly opened the paper bag and frowned upon seeing a box with an expensive brand of phone and two magazines. Inuna kong kunin ang box, saglit iyong tinitigan.

It's been almost three years since the last time I held a phone. Seeing one right now felt so strange. Binitiwan ko ang paper bag at binuksan ang box. I took the phone out.

"Your mother said she already saved our contacts there," si Kuya Angelus sa aking likuran.

Kumunot ang aking noo at pipindutin na sana ang contacts nang bigla iyong mag-shutdown, ubos na agad ang battery! He chuckled.

"Is this old? Bakit low battery agad?"

"That's brand new. Dapat kahapon ko pa 'yan ibibigay. But I had to do something with that. I forgot to charge it, my bad, huh?"

"You drained the battery?" Iritado kong baling sa kaniya.

Sobrang lapit niya sa'kin, bahagyang nakatagilid ang ulo at diretso ang titig sa akin. Ang maliit na ngisi sa kaniyang mga labi ay talagang agaw pansin. Labis ang disiplina ko sa sarili huwag lang mapatingin doon.

"I didn't do it on purpose; you have to chill."

"Then why didn't you give this to me immediately? Ano bang ginawa mo at na-drain?" Asik ko at dinukot ang charger mula sa box.

Naagaw niya ang atensyon ko nang imbis sagutin niya ang aking tanong, tumayo siya at naglakad na diretso sa pintuan. I frowned, watching his broad shoulders. Pinihit niya ang doorknob at hindi ko inaasahan ang paglingon niya sa akin.

Wala na ang maliit niyang ngiti at seryoso nang nakatitig sa akin ngayon. I swallowed hard at his intense gaze. With his hair down, he appears much darker. The usual dark aura he exudes is enhanced by the five o'clock shadow on his face.

"I just did the right thing. It's for your sake. Good night, Farida." His voice was grim, and he turned his back on me.

He closed the door, and just like that, he was gone, but his scent stuck around. After several conversations and what he did earlier, he started to bother me.

Firstly, it's not normal to talk to someone you barely know, like he does to me. Who's in their right mind to thrust their finger in someone's mouth? And now, his ability to shift his mood is bothersome.

I have a severe case of mood swings, but his case is different. It's bothering me. But why am I even thinking about him? He doesn't matter! I don't have to socialize with him always.

I just need to be casual and probably try to be friendly with him when Mama and his father are around us. Tama. That's it!

Sinunod ko ang mga magazines na nasa loob ng paper bag nang maisaksak sa outlet ang charger. Doon ko natantong mga malalaking university ang laman ng mga ito. I smiled. It's been years. I miss going to school and making friends.