Patricia's POV
"Haiiii mooom." I answered. Why is she calling me this time? Its been a long time since she called."Hi, baby. Kamusta ka na?" She replied. Wtf, my mom still calls me a baby. Ugh, disgusting.
"Mom, I'm 17."
"It doesn't mean your 17, I can't call you that anymore. Your still my daughter."
This is why I hate her calling.
"Its disgusting." I rolled my eyes.
"Ano bang problema mo? Don't make me mad!"
Here we go again. Ang dali niyang magalit. Mabuti nalang hindi ako ganyan.
"Ikaw problema ko." I mumbled. I made sure I said it lower as ever or else she would kill me.
"Anong sinabi mo?! Your talking back now huh?! Asdfghjkl...-----!"
I didn't bother to listen. She's doing a long speech again because of that little mumble thing. Hindi niya nga narinig yung sinabi ko, nagalit pa rin. Geez, her temper is too short. Shorter than your boyfriend's dick.
Just kidding.
"Asdfghjklqwertyuiopzxcvbn..."
Bago lang nga siya tumawag, nagalit na siya. Ano bang sinasabi niya? Couldn't she make it shorter? My hand is tired of holding my phone. All she does is annoy me. Is that the reason why she called? To piss me off? To make a long speech?
"Bakit ka tumawag, mommy??" I cut her off. I just can't take her annoying voice come to life. Every time she talks, my ears bleed. I mean, my ears dies.
"Patricia, is that what your friends taught you? Do you know that the word respect exists?! -------"
Seriously? Dadamayin mo nanaman mga inosente kong kaibigan? I should make this on speaker mode. My arms can't handle this, even my ears.
When I did, I came out of my room and called Kristine to talk to my mom. Kristine could make my mom calm down and I don't freaking know why.
My mom was still talking when Kristine came in.
"What's wrong?" She asked. I rolled my eyes and made 'shhh' sign.
"Isn't it obvious?"
"Okay, okay." She said grabbing my phone.
"Patricia Isabelle, are you still listening?!" She's still on speaker.
"Yeah..." I really get scared and weak when I hear her voice and dangerous words.
I still can't forget what she did to me back then.
"Hi Auntie." Kristine's voice made her calm down.
"Kristine, why are you here? Can you give the phone back to Patricia?"
"Oh uhm... Don't worry uhm-uh she heard everything and listened." She stuttered, she's obviously having a hard time thinking of what to say. Hahahaha
"Thank God. I don't know what I would do without you, Kris." I told her quietly. She nodded.
"Yeah, she's okay." Kristine told her. This time, mom's not on speaker.
"Uhuh."
"Okay."
"Yeah."
Her face became pale. It suddenly looked scared and very freakin scared. "O-oh. When?"
Then her face calmed down. "Okay, okay. Bye." She handed her phone to me.
"Patricia-" I pushed the end call button.
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Stuck With Fools
Teen FictionIn Cross High Academy A school for the just and not Be fooled, you'll never survive Be wise, you'll get a prize try to not to fall you'll always fail the only way out is through a fairytale and in fairytales, true love is only avail.