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“Shiera Jane Valencia!"

Saij’s voice echoed loudly through the house, sounding like thunder. The forceful and loud manner in which he raised his voice made it clear to me that he was angry and frustrated.

Napangiwi naman ako dahil sa pagtawag niya sa buong pangalan ko. Never pang may gumawa niyan.

“I’m here in the kitchen, moron! You're so stupid!" malakas na sigaw ko pabalik bago ako kumuha ng tubig sa refrigerator.

Tanga talaga siya.

“Where are you going?" I almost jumped when I closed the refrigerator door and he was already there standing behind it. My eyes widened when I looked at him as I caressed my chest.

Agad na nagsalubong ang mga kilay ko dahil sa inis. Masama ko siyang tinignan nang tumayo ako ng tuwid sa harapan niya.

“Bakit ka nang gugulat?" my heart beat fast as if it wanted to escape from where it was. “If I die here from a heart attack, it's your fault!" dinuro ko siya habang nanlalaki ang mga mata.

Siya naman ay kampante lang na nakatayo habang naka cross-arm at tinaasan pa ako ng kilay. Sumandal siya sa hamba ng pintuan.

“You’re so overacting," he chuckled. “Answer my question. Where are you going?" His eyes traveled all over my body as if he was observing my clothes.

He looks like a boss, standing casually in the doorway with his arms crossed and eyebrows raised, looking at me.

I raised an eyebrow too. Taas-baba at mataray ko siyang tinignan bago ako magsalita. “Well... I'm gonna go shopping with my friends," sabi ko at maarteng inayos ang shoulder bag na nakasabit na sa balikat ko.

Naglakad na ako palabas sa kusina at sinandya pang banggain ang balikat niya pero ako pa yata ang muntik tumalsik. Narinig ko ang mahina niyang pagtawa pero naglakad matatag pa rin ako.

“I will accompany you to make sure you are really going to the mall and not to the bar," he said behind me.

“You’re so stupid, moron," I said without looking at him. “Do you think I'm going to the bar at eleven am?"

“You might escape, brat," he snapped. It is possible that you will not go there now, but it is more likely that you will escape from me to get there later. I'm so sorry, hinding hindi mo ako maiisahan."

I rolled my eyes.

“What so ever, moron."

Hindi naman pumasok sa isipan ko ang tumakas ngayon, next time na lang. Gusto ko talagang mag shopping ngayon dahil napapansin kong hindi na maganda ang iba kong damit. My other clothes don't fit me anymore.

Wala na akong masusuot kapag pumunta kami sa nightclub or bar. Kailangan ko ring paghandaan ang susuotin ko para mas bongga ang pagtakas ko.

He opened the car door next to the driver's seat for me. Agad naman akong pumasok sa loob ng mabuksan na niya ito. Nang masiguro niyang ayos na ako ay sinara na niya ulit ang pinto at mabilis na umikot papunta sa driver seat.

“Which mall are we going to?" he asked as he started the engine.

“SM city here in Manila," sagot ko. Tumango lang siya at tuluyan ng pinaandar ang sasakyan. Sa gitna ng biyahe namin ay biglang nag-ingang ang cellphone ko.  I immediately took it out of my bag and answered it.

“Why?" kunot noong tanong ko. Kita ko sa peripheral vision ko ang pasimpleng pagtingin sa akin ni moron.

“Where are you na?" Cassy asked in a low tone.

“We're on our way. Mabilis lang naman siguro kami makakarating diyan dahil hindi naman traffic."

She nodded. “Who’s with you?"

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