Bounce

I can't believe this!

"Mommy! Ateee! May dala akung pagkaiinn! Halika, kain tayo!" I shout as I step into the kitchen, only to drop my bags and stare forward in bewilderment.

What. The. Hell?

"Mmm, ahh... More..."

"Ahem. Hindi pa ba malakas yung sigaw ko kanina or are you both deaf?"

"Shit! Mir! What are you doing here?!" My Ate Janice tried to quickly get away from the man who was holding her. Dali-dali niyang kinuha ang t-shirt na nahulog sa floor.

"Of course I'm here. Bahay ko ito," sagot ko, "Am I not allowed to be in my own house?"

"Of course you're allowed!" Sabi niya. We both turned towards the half-naked man whose back was facing us.

I coughed again, "Ahem. Are just shy or are you hella rude?"

"Um, Mir," Ate Jan went towards me, "I'll clean up so, uhh, you just go upstairs, get changed and relax."

"Relax?" I glare at her, "I see you making out with a man in MY kitchen and you tell me to relax? What the hell, ate? You scarred me for life!" I sigh in exasperation and turn back to the man who was still facing us backwards.

"Well?! What do you have to say for yourself, mister?"

"Miriana, please, calm down and.."

"Oh my God."

"Mir, please, listen to what we have to say," Ate Jan said, reaching for my arm. I flinch away.

"I see you making out with MY man in MY kitchen, ate. Tapos sasabihan niyo akung mag relax?!" I freak out, "What is wrong with you people?! You.. you... bastard!" I glare at my boyfriend for two years. Well, now ex-boyfriend.

"That's it! I'm out. I don't give a shit anymore. Have fun fucking in MY kitchen with MY man- oops, EX-MAN pala."

I flip them the finger and run outside. That damned asshole of a boyfriend and stupid sister didn't even bother to run after me.

Heh. I did say I don't give a shit anymore.

Hahahah that was pretty rushed for chapter one. I'll try to make the next one better and longer, promise!

Anyways, salamat at binasa niyo ito. Sana you'll stay until the end of the story. Thanks again and please look forward for more!