First Rain Of Summer | COMPLETED

Four

THERESE'S POV

A pile of shopping bags greeted me as I entered my room. Looks like my Mom went shopping and didn't ask me to come with her. Honestly, I hate shopping with her. We always ended up arguing over such an important matter to me.

What do you mean you'll buy me a skirt that has horrible print and stitches with such an expensive price tag? She's crazy and tasteless. I hate it because she never asked me the things I love to wear.

I turned on my warm light and walked towards paper bags. Beads of sweat are forming into my forehead because today's heat is unbearable. I can hear my cousin Kai from here, he's playing his electric guitar. I didn't bother to turn on the air conditioner.

I want to tell him to fuck off but this is his house. Nakikitira lang naman ako and I have no right to do that to him. He's actually nice to me and he's been trying to understand me. I appreciate the gesture but at the same time hate it.

Hindi ako sanay makatanggap ng ganoon kaya every time someone shows me some kindness, I tend to break it like a glass. It brings me joy whenever I see them bleed out of their kindness. They thought I'll let them in my life by just showing some kindness.

However, what I hated the most was when they pitied me. They look at me with that emotion as if they really care for me.

Umalis ako ng bahay kinabukasan dahil sa totoo lang, I feel like I don't belong there. I like to travel alone in the most unfamiliar places. In that way, I could at least breathe and be myself freely.

Why does an unfamiliar place give this homelike feeling even though I really don't know what it is from the start. I might get lost or stumble but no one will give you the look of a-stupid-kid-that-doesn't-look-at-her-surrounding. They just let you be yourself because you'll never see them the next day and there's nothing to be ashamed of.

I'm driving papuntang headquarter office ng Damara. One thing that I can take advantage of my family name is connection. I knew a lot of people from business. They might not know my existence but my family name is enough to ring a bell.

I acquired the information about Madam's Eula headquarter office by bribing my Grandma's assistant. She's willing to give any information in exchange for money. I feel bad for Grandma, though. She's distributing to her downfall in the future.

Should I tell her this? I'm sure she will give me money in return. I only care about money, that's why I'll tell her. If her company goes down, how can she give me money?

"Be a bitch for money." My great Auntie Carmia said. Oh, I can't wait to see her again.

I asked for a valet to park my car. I think I know why some of my classmates hate me. I'm still young but I have my own car and trust fund. They hate someone who's richer than them that they can't seem to form a connection with.

I'm wearing my most expensive yet simple and professional outfit. A cream sheath dress that has a knee length and top with black blazer. I wore my Damara's black stiletto. I feel like an adult with my outfit today.

I always look presentable, but what I needed to do today is to look sophisticated. I want them to be intimidated by me and let me have an appointment with Madam Eula.

I entered a huge building and the guard greeted me. I walked with my chin up and chest out. My stiletto created a loud sound, I intentionally did that to attract people around me. I'm a bit of an attention seeker, you see. After all, I grew up without the attention of her own parents. In short, kulang ako sa aruga.

I saw a familiar face. The Sugar Baby, I thought. Nilakihan ko ang hakbang ko para maabutan siya. He's in front of an elevator, patiently waiting.

"Xavier," I softly called his name. I don't want to shout his name.

Iilan sa mga tao rito ang napatingin sa 'kin. I smirked.

"It's you, my goodness. How are you?"

I could see in his face a confusion, or rather ano-na-naman-ba-ang-problema-ng-babaeng-'to look.

"What are the odds to see you here." hindi pa rin ito umimik.

I heard a girl whispering to her, I don't know, a friend?

"Hindi ba siya 'yong anak ng boss mo rati?"

"Ano ginagawa ng isang Morgan dito? Magkaaway ang mga Morgan at Magdrigal."

I remained cool even though the words I just heard wanted me to pull my hair. What do you mean Morgan and Magdrigal are enemies? And worse, I didn't know that! What the actual fuck.

I look at Xavier to see his reaction and there it is, his annoying grin. But at least not his genuine smile. Hindi kagaya noong nakaraang araw and thinking it, nac-cringe ako.

I lean closer to him, "Help me out and I will give you everything in return."

Hindi pa rin naalis ang ngisi nito, "Everything, huh?"

"Not actually everything. My body is not available, but if you want someone to fuck, I can give you one."

He cleared his throat. "You're so brutally straightforward."

I'm impatiently tapping the tip of my stiletto as the elevator is not arriving yet. Ang tagal, for fuck's sake!

"I know that, so help me out."

"Alam mo, nac-curios talaga ako kung paano kadali sa 'yo ang mag-assume ng mga bagay-bagay."

I looked at him with my forehead frowning. There it is, again. His smile. I forcefully cover his face with my right hand.

"Stop that..." I feel like there's a lump in my throat that is starting to build up. And my eyes are getting hot. I haven't experienced this in a while. Ayokong magkalat dito in public.

He gently grabbed my wrist to remove my hand on his face.

"Come on, p'wede mo naman akong sabihan na may lamok ako mukha."

What lamok is he talking about? But then I realized, he's saving me a face. My eyes widen. Did I hurt him physically? I couldn't care less.

"Let's go. I'll take you to her." Then he grabbed me inside the elevator.

"Sorry, ladies, but can you use the next elevator instead?"

The next I know is that we're both inside the elevator, alone.

"How desperate are you?"

"Huh?"

"Why are you doing this?" his voice, he's not mad judging by it but he could be, in his mind.

"That's none of your goddamn business."

"Alright, then. Good luck on setting up an appointment."

Oh, he's not helping me out? That's totally fine. Honestly, I don't know why I'm pestering a guy like him. I could think of many ways on my own. I don't need anyone's help.