My Sexual Partner (Completed)

Chapter 10

Trite's here?!?! Gusto nya na bang mamatay? Mapatay ni Dad?!

He's joking. He must be joking. "Where are you again?" I asked but the call got disconnected. Pvvvt*nginaaa!

I drew my curtains and looked out my window. Shete!!! Wala sya sa labas ng bintana ko!!!

It was like I had seen a ghost pero imbis na may nakita ako, na sya dapat, wala akong nakita. I was positive nawalan ako ng dugo. I could fvcking faint any moment now!

I tried calling him again pero the call was not connecting. I was half-praying he was in the wrong house. How could he know our house naman diba? Sana naligaw sya at nasa ibang bahay. He could get arrested sa ibang bahay but at least he wouldn't die! 'Cause here he would!

Baka he's having convulsions lang but he's at their home naman. Tama. Nagdidiliryo lang si Trite.

Pero what if nasa labas sya ng window nila Dad?!?!

I paced. Where is he?!?! I tried calling him again. Taranta galore!!!

Shet I'm dying tonight! Dad will surely kill me.

I looked out my window and stretched my neck out and saw Trite sa tapat ng room ni Ate. He was like Spiderman without a freaking plan.  "Oist!" bulong kong sigaw sa kanya. "Here! Not there!"

"Oh!" He smiled and waved. He quickly moved to me and went in my room through my window.

"Are you crazy?!!!" tanong ko sa kanya pagkapasok nya sa kwarto ko, while I was cleaning his shirt from leaves, dust etc. Bigla syang nag-hubad ng shirt. "Oh my God ka Trite! What are you doing?!?!" Nanlaki ang mga mata ko eyeing his body.

"I'm dirty. Pahiram ng shirt," he whispered giving me his shirt. "I can't stand dust."

Hindi ko sya mapaniwalaan. Nagpapatawa ba 'to? Andito na nga sya sa kwarto ko without anyone's knowledge, nag-hubad pa!

At sino ba naman kasing nagsabing akyatin nya ang bahay namin?!?! "Oh my God, you're killing me!" I said. Taranta akong naghanap ng isusuot nya.

It will be the end of me if Dad finds him in my room. How would he even go out? I'm dying of stress bago pa 'ko mamatay sa galit ni Dad.

"Abby faster," I heard him say.

The nerve! As if I wasn't fast enough. Gusto ko syang pagdamitin 'no!

I found a school shirt that was big on me. "O," I turned and gave it to him. He was just only wearing boxers. "Trite!!!" kurot at sigaw na bulong ko sa kanya. "Where're your friggin' pants?!?!" Pinapatay ako ni Trite, I'm sure. 'Di nya 'ko mahal, pinapatay nya 'ko sa sakit sa bangs sa mga ginagawa nya. Aatakihin na 'ko sa puso. A naked boy in my room. Waaa!!!

"It's also dirty hello," he said matter-of-factly, like he wasn't going to die in several minutes when Dad finds out he's in my room! Paulit-ulit ako diba? Kasi naman si Trite, chillax na chillax, eh ako stressed na stressed!

I took my school jogging pants out of my closet and gave it to him. "Wear that! Now!" I said.

"Why are you always shouting?" he said as he was putting the jogging pants on.

"'Cause I'm relaxed Trite," irap ko sa kanya. "What the fvck are you doing here? 'Pag nahuli ni Dad na andito ka, magmamadre na 'ko or death, absolute death. Oh my God ka Trite."

"I just want to see you," he said, wanting me to go to him and hug him.

Gusto kong kiligin kung hindi lang sya pumuslit sa room ko!!! Sa bahay namin!!! Ahhh!!!

I suddenly remembered he must've parked to get here. "Where did you park?" tanong ko.

Sana hindi sa tapat, sana hindi sa tapat.