REN and The Heartless Devil

CHAPTER XLII

I woke up exactly six in the morning and found Grae still sleeping soundly on the other side of the bed. He looks so siren at times like this. Who would have thought someone like this is a monster when awake. I took one last glance at him before I stood up and went inside the bathroom. Uminom na din ako ng gamot both antibiotic to prevent bacterial infections and pain reliever. Di naman talaga ganun ka lalim yung tama ko, I was just exhausted over all the stresses lately.

I decided to prepare breakfast for me and Yuri sinali ko nalang din yung tulog na halimaw sa taas. I cooked beef tapa, bacon and egg with plain rice and creamy mushroom soup. Several minutes later I heard footsteps at my back I know it's not Yuri, he stop few inches away from me. His stares send tingling sensation on my spine. Tch! Why don't he leave and bother his father instead.

"Gabrielle" napahigpit ang hawak ko sa baso. I tried so hard to ignore him and just continue preparing the table. He took two steps closer. "Look, I didn't mean to raise my gun on you I was just worried of what fa---" I snap my head to face him with my cold eyes. "Stop, I don't need your explanation. I don't give a fuck about anything at all, about your father, about your mafia. So just shut up!" He pursed his lips trying to control his temper over my outburst.

"Sit" I ordered before I went upstairs to wake up Yuri. I knock thrice before the door opens gulo gulo pa yung buhok nya. "Gab" she said with eyes half closed. "Fix yourself, breakfast is ready" I told her at tumalikod na, nakita ko pang nanlaki yung mata nya before I completely walk away from her room.

Grae is sitting on the center sa magkabilang side naman kami ni Yuri. "Kelan kaya magiging ganito kasarap yung luto ko. Simpleng ulam lang naman pero bakit ang sarap." Napatingin lang ako sa kanya at nagkibit balikat. Masarap din namang magluto si Yuri but she cooks by the book. While I'm the opposite I do experiments. "Who teach you how to cook?"I shifted my eyes to Grae. "No one. I cook for myself since I was young. I'll die from hunger if I don't" we are rich but my family despised me so much. Sila may katulong samantalang ako, I need to wake up early para magluto ng breakfast at baon ko sa school.

"Ako na bahalang maglinis dito Gab, you need to rest" tumango nalang ako at umalis na ng dining area. "Gabrielle" I closed my eyes in frustration. Can't he feel na ayuko syang kausap. "Leave" walang emosyon kong sabi sa kanya. His hand was about to hold me but I dodge it, napahawak tuloy ako sa tagiliran ko. My wound hurts by my sudden movement. "Are you okay?" Nag-aalala nyang tanong sa akin.

"Leave" he heaved a sigh before he talks. " I'll let you be for now" at lumabas na sya ng bahay. Umakyat naman na ako sa room ko at nagpahinga.

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A week had passed, medyo okay na yung tama ko. Tapos na din kaming mag enroll kahapon. And next Monday back to school na naman. Tamad akong nakahiga sa kama iniisip ko kung buhay pa kaya si Clay ano kayang ginagawa namin ngayon? Masaya kaya kami? I was pulled back to the present nang biglang bumukas yung pinto. Grae walks in and look at me with creased forehead. Ngayon nalang ulit kami nagkita, after nung pinaalis ko sya dito. He look nice wearing a gray ¾ shirt na medyo hapit sa kanya emphasizing his toned muscles paired with a stone wash jeans and a converse shoes.