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"Harder..." he pleaded with those glassy eyes.
I smirked and pushed it roughly while I could see myself in the mirror standing behind him.
He was bent over, and his pulses were gripped by my one hand against his back as his head was facing the side and looking up at me helplessly.
"You think that was you, huh?" His chilly voice sent a shiver down my spine.
When I looked at the mirror again, I saw myself bending over, and he was now standing behind me as our positions were suddenly reversed.
"This hole is mine," he whispered in the same exact words that night.
Nagising ako sa umagang iyon at naramdaman ang sariling kumikislot. I took the blanket out of my body and saw the tent against my pants, which made me groan.
Nakakabanas. Pati sa panaginip, naisahan pa ako! Ganito na ba ako ka desperado na dala dala ko ang hinanakit kahit sa pagtulog ko?
Ako:
Good morning, Chloe.
I was growing desperate. I wanted to confront Chloe and ask about the book, but that's not my style. I'm not confrontational. Unless she's my girlfriend.
Dahil kung kami man, at nahuli ko siyang ginawa iyon sa akin, na ibinigay sa ibang lalake ang binili ko para sa kanya, o binayaran ko, I'll ask her about it.
But we don't have any deep relationships right now. I insisted on paying for it. Kahit pa iregalo niya 'yon sa crush niya, o sa ibang lalake, hindi naman masakit para sa akin dahil hindi ko siya girlfriend.
But because it was not just anyone but the man who has the ability to piss me off, I'm really fired up. My thoughts were now clouded for the first time. I wanted to expose him and taint his image to Chloe just to crush him first before he crushes me.
But then what would I get in return? The fucker will also expose me. Sure. I could deal with it. Ayos lang kung itinulak niya ako sa bangin dahil sisiguraduhin kong mahahawakan ko siya at sabay kaming mahuhulog. But he is just too confident; I think he has more cards in his sleeves, and it irks me more.
Baka kung nalaman kong pinipormahan niya si Chloe at gustong gusto niya, makikipagkompetensya ako para lang doon. Para lang matalo siya. Para lang maipamukha sa kanya na hindi siya mananatili sa ibabaw ko habangbuhay dahil mahihila ko rin siya pababa.
"Mav! Sa loob na tayo," anyaya ng mga girls nang makita akong nanatili sa lounger para manigarilyo sa Linggong iyon.
Sumenyas ako na mauna na sila. Nagkayayaan ulit ang mga girls sa bahay ni Angela kaya nandito na naman kami sa bahay nila.
Iinom kaming boys mamaya since Con is brokenhearted. Among us boys, he's the vulnerable type. He doesn't mind showing his scars or when he's problematic about something.
Inalala ko kung may araw din ba na binuksan ko man lang ang sarili ko para mapag-usapan nila ang buhay ko. My problems with girls aren't really that deep. Well, I experienced some deep heartbreaks, but I don't heartily share about them, or I don't really exacerbate it.
Para sa akin, lilipas lang din naman 'yan. Why would you cry about it? Girls don't really cut deep. Even with my problems in school, especially with my hard subjects, they don't hurt that much.
Kahit problema sa pamilya, hindi ko pinoproblema. Up until now, I could still shrug about the split up of my parents.
Am I this unbothered, or...I am just good at hiding it?
