A/N: Guys, be my editors okay? Kung makakakita kayo ng problema sa plot or anything.. comment away, okay? wala nang panahon si Erin na magbasa ng paulit-ulit ng UDs.. salamat. :D
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We went into 7-Eleven to buy microwavable food since we’re tired from all the running that we did then went straight to the condo.
I tossed her a towel, a clean shirt and shorts rolled into one. “You know the bathroom, help yourself.” then I turned and walked into Ace’s room, there’s a separated restroom inside it. Just so you know, I turned off all the CCTV cameras. I don’t want complications.
After a good shower, I hurried to the kitchen ‘cause my tummy can’t handle the hunger anymore. I grabbed the two container, shove them in the microwave and set the time in two minutes.
Honestly, I can’t understand her point about this lying thing. She could just tell everybody about her and be contented of what she had. At least she had these things like parents, a brother, a worry-free life. Why does she make things complicated?
Yeah, I envy her.
I envy her for having such a good life when here’s mine. I am a person with no history. I would die happy if ever I would found a distant relative or something. The problem is, she can’t see how lucky she is because she kept complaining how her life ‘sucks’ when she has a whole life ahead of her. She just have to realize how to be happy with what she have to turn things right. If she could start seeing these things, that would be great for her.
And then I saw Alice lay down the microwavable container in front of me. “Hindi mo narinig yung microwave na tumunog?”
“I was thinking of you.” I said.
“Ako?”
“About the lying thing that you did.”
She lowered down her gaze and starts to poke the food with a fork.
“Don’t just lie to everyone so you can keep up with them.” I told her.
“Natakot lang ako. Kasasabi ko lang di ba?”
“It doesn’t make sense, Alice.”
“Hindi mo kasi alam kung anong pakiramdam nang natatakot, Vincent.”
I looked at her. “I know what it feels like.”
She stumped on the counter and looked at me with her piercing eyes.
“You know what it feels like being toyed around for nothing? Yung tipong tatapunan ka ng hilaw na itlog sa ulo saka sasabihing ‘sorry’ pero tawa sila nang tawa? Na pag-uwi ko ng bahay, takot na takot ako kasi baka masundan nila ako.. at tuwing gabi wala akong magawa kundi umiyak kasi wala akong mapagsabihan? Yung pakiramdam na walang tumatanggap sa’yo kasi hindi ka ‘maganda’ or you’re not good enough, or I’m just plain stupid..”
