Sinclair Secrets

Chapter 18: Rex and the Party

Foreboding gripped me as I, despite of myself, clicked the Sinclair's Secrets website open. Being able to see it for myself still has a whooping kick in the gut for me.

Bessy sighed from the couch in front of the TV. "Sabi ko naman sa'yo 'wag mo na tingnan," she said shaking her head as she ate her ice cream.

My eyes bore through the pictures on the page. Those were all Vaughn and Tasha's images, discreetly taken by somebody, showing them doing stuffs he used to do with me. In his car, in the cafeteria, by the lockers, by the gym during his practice, on a bench by the field. Yeah. All of it.

I dropped to my bed and stared at the ceiling. "Bessy," I whispered so quietly I doubted she could hear it.

But she did, "Yeah?"

Right then, I really wanted to tell her everything I discovered about Vaughn. But then, I remembered his face that night and I shut up. It's not really my story to tell. Right?

Pero bago pa man ako makasagot, tumunog bigla ang cp ko. I scooted over to the bedside table to reach my phone.

"O, bakit?" Mahina kong sabi.

I heard Hozzai hissed at Steven to lower the stereo on the other end. Humina naman yung music sa background. "You guys be ready in 20. May pupuntahan tayong party."

My eyebrow raised. "What party?"

Bessy perked up and beamed at the mention of party and was now looking at me enthusiastically.

"You know, some place where people gather, get drunk and get wast-!" He answered dryly.

"I get that, idiot. I mean, why so suddenly?"

He sighed and replied quietly, "Just be ready, Elle. Besides, when was the last time we had fun?"

I paused. Yeah, kelan nga ba? I sighed too. "M'kay," I agreed and ended the call.

"Yes!" Bessy screamed while rushing to the bathroom. "Oh boy! We're going to have so much fun!"

Napailing nalang ako. Sa dami ng drama namin nitong mga nakaraang buwan, nawalan na kami ng oras para mag-enjoy! I stood up and walked into my closet.

I have to live a little.

Thirty minutes later, we were already in the car going to the venue.

"San nga ulit yung party?" I asked, leaning over Hozzai on the driver's seat. I had to yell over the sound from the stereo.

"Rex's," he yelled back, throwing a glance at me. Rex is Hozzai's cousin.

I just nodded as Steven catches my attention. He's seating shotgun while humming to Carley Rae Jepsen's song. His fingers drumming on the dashboard, his eyes closed and....!

"Hey! I just met you! And this is crazy! But here's my number, so call me maybe oohh! Its-!"

We all winced and whined in protest. He's belting it out so much and yet he can't even reach a note right.

"God, Steven! Do you always have to torture us each time we get into a freaking car!? Gawd! You are soo barbaric!" Bessy's frustrated voice cut through the noise.