Dancing with the Devil

Chapter 9

I spoke way too soon.

Umiikot na ang aking paningin, pero tinatanggap ko pa rin ang bawat alak na i-abot ng kung sino sa akin. I know exactly what I'm doing; I just don't know when to stop. O alam ko, sadyang ayoko lang limitahan ang sarili ngayong araw.

It's a good thing that I don't go around and just kiss anyone. Being drunk is embarrassing enough, at ayaw ko ng dagdagan pa ang kahihiyan ko.

The party is more laid-back than the ones in clubs, given that it's a house party. People are drinking more casually, especially with all the drinking games around. I even played beer pong earlier before settling down with my friends.

Tonight is clearly an unlucky night—my high alcohol tolerance isn't kicking in. I didn't even know that was possible. Anong meron sa alak ngayong gabi at nasa gitna pa lang ng gabi pero pakiramdam ko ay lasing na ako.

"Ano kaya pa?" Ayon laughed.

Umahon ako sa pagkakasandal sa sofa. I shot her a lazy stare before downing the bottle of beer in my hand.

"Oo, tangina mo," I answered smirking at her sarcastically.

Ano akala niya sa akin, mahina? I let out a laugh, thick with irritation. Ang babaitang 'to, akala mo naman!

Sera came back with a freshly opened Bacardi in hand. Were they planning to get me drunk? Tangina nila so much!

"What now, Maia?" Pumeywang siya sa aking harapan. "I've brought your best friend, here's the first shot!" I smirked inwardly, willingly accepting the shot she handed me. Parang ang sarap burahin ng ngisi sa labi niya.

I downed it in one shot. Napangiwi ako sa tapang, fuck it! Halo-halong alak na nainom ko ngayong gabi hindi malabong sa libingan na ang bagsak ko.

Humiyaw siya sa tuwa, Some of the guests nearby gawked with curious eyes. To them, it was a den full of beautiful maidens. Itong dalawang kasama ko ay putangina. Putangina sa ganda. I can't really blame them—but they could only look from afar.

Napasandal akong muli sa sofa nang sumampa sa akin si Sera, mabilis kong inangat ang aking kamay. To prevent her dress from leaping up. I look at her confused, dikit na dikit ang katawan ko sa sofa dahil sa kanyang ginawa. Yumuko siya malapit sa aking tenga, I glanced away to give her access.

"Andrada. Outside. Near the pool." Putol putol niyang bulong, sabay humagikhik sa aking balikat.

"Uy bold!"

I glared at Ayon, and so everyone's eyes behind her were staring at us. Mga chismosong 'to! Umirap ako nang magtama ang tingin namin, ito imbes na tulungan ako ay walang ibang ginawa kung hindi tumawa.

"Get off me, you!," I pushed her head aside and she let her body follow. Hindi na siya bumalik sa dating pwesto ngunit sumandal siya sa aking balikat, nililingkis sa aking braso ang kaniyang kamay.

I heaved a deep breath, massaging my temple with my free hand. Tanginang lasing. Hindi ko na sinubok na alisin pa ang kamay sa akin, wala ring silbi, ibabalik at ibabalik niya rin lang 'to.

"Ayaw mo? It's your chance to get laid tonight." at tumawa pa nga siya.

My brows furrow, pero hindi ko na sinagot. Bahala na siya, she won't even remember this. Speaking of... I don't think Keaton is that type. He's not like me—I go around and fuck for fun. I like to play, while he's serious. We're polar opposites. Thinking about it, we're not cut out for each other. Or am I the only one who thinks that?

I ignored her the whole night because she kept insisting—no, insinuating it! Katulad nga ng sinabi ko hindi naman katulad ng iba si Keaton. I can't just make out with someone who's actually courting me. That... it just doesn't sit right with me. But then again, I have made out with some of my other suitors. Ang makulit na lasing na 'to! Kung ano-anong pinapasok sa ulo ko.