Kissing the Agony (Agony Series #1)

Chapter 13: Refunded Feelings

I woke up when my alarm clock suddenly enveloped my ears. Napasapo ako sa noo ko nang maramdaman ang sakit ng ulo.

Napuyat ako kagabi. Hindi ako agad nakatulog sa kakaisip sa anong ibig sabihin ng sinabi ni Cyrus bago ako mag-ayang umuwi na sa hotel.

"You remind me of my girlfriend from high school."

So... he has a girlfriend? Nairita ako.

I hate the thought that he might be cheating and he's using me. Nakakaawa naman pala ang girlfriend niya, kung gano'n.

"What an asshole," I uttered in disbelief.

Hindi ko naman kasi naitanong sa kanya 'yan dahil sa iritasyon ko at sa kagustuhan kong magantihan siya, hinalikan ko siya agad. Kasalanan ko rin naman 'yon, hindi ako nagtanong kung may girlfriend ba siya o wala.

Apart from the idea that he may have a girlfriend... What bothers me is why does he think that I remind him of her?

Ano 'yun? Magkamukha kami? Magkasing ganda kami?

Kumunot ang noo ko sa kakaisip.

I glanced at the other bed, where my best friend is still sleeping. Hindi ko alam kung anong oras siya nakauwi kagabi dahil nga nauna akong umuwi. Inihatid ako ni Cyrus sa hotel nang hindi kami nag iimikan, hindi na rin naman siya namilit na makipag usap sa akin dahil baka naisip niya rin na pagod na ako.

Lumapit ako sa kama ng kaibigan ko at inayos ang mga gamit niyang nagkalat sa kama. Mukhang nalasing siya nang sobra at hindi na nakuhang maayos pa ang mga gamit niya. Buti at nakauwi pa siya nang maayos.

I gently removed her stilettos, trying not to wake her up. I placed the comforter on her, to make her warm.

Habang inaayos ko pa ang ibang gamit ay narinig kong may kumakatok sa pintuan.

I glanced at the clock again, it's only eight in the morning. I didn't order room service and I doubt that my friend did too, because clearly, she's knocked out.

Lumapit ako sa pintuan at binuksan nang kaunti iyon. When my eyes met his soft expression, I opened the door widely.

Kumunot ang noo ko nang makita siya. Ano na naman? Ang aga aga pa. Dapat ay tulog pa ito o nagttraining sa base nila ah?

"Morning," he said huskily.

It was obvious he had just stepped out of the shower. His hair was still damp, pushed back messily, with a few droplets trailing down the side of his neck. He smelled good—fresh, like soap and something crisp she couldn't name. The kind of scent that made her pause without meaning to. It wasn't overpowering. It clung to him lightly, like it belonged there.

I sighed. Ibang iba siya sa mga lalaki na naging kliyente ko.

Ang lakas ng dating niya, kahit minsan ay tatanga tanga siya.

Tumango lang ako sa kanya. After a few moments, I raised my brow, waiting for him to say something.

He looked tense with my expression so he cleared his throat.

"Naiwan mo ang charger mo," aniya at naglahad ng charger ng iPhone sa akin.

Tinaasan ko siya lalo ng kilay. What a fucking lame excuse!

Iginiya ko siya sa loob ng kwarto, kung saan nandoon ang unang outlet, itinuro ko sa kanya 'yon. Ngumuso siya.

"My phone is charging, and I am using my charger. Wala akong naiwan, Cyrus."

He raked a hand through his damp hair, eyes flicking away for a second, almost like he was shy. Maybe even embarrassed by the lame excuse he just gave for showing up.