Cold 》Sandro Marcos

[9]: Suspicions

Simon's Point of View;

Kuya Sandro and Ate Cass just left the house. Now I'm stuck with Vincent again, but that's okay. We always end up being the only ones in the house. Aside from Manang, and the other maids.

"Kuya, I think there's something going on between kuya Sands and ate Cass." Vincent blurted while pluging his cellphone charger.

"What do you mean, 'there's something going on'?" I asked.

"Well, I don't know." Vincent sighed and sat back on the couch, putting his hands at the back of his head. "I just feel like, there's something fishy going on."

"We both know that kuya likes ate Cass, right?" I asked him and he gave me a weird look.

"Of course." Vincent replied. "But what if, bati na sila? What if they're just pretending that they still hate each other?"

"You have a point actually." I agreed at what he said. "And guess what? I saw them going upstairs. Both of their clothes wet. Shirtless pa si kuya, 'di mo kaya."

"Talaga ba?" Vincent laughed. "What if they, you know-"

Hay nako, Vincent.

"Huy, William Vincent. What the hell are you thinking?" I clapped my hands and laughed, leaning back. "Kuya will not do such a thing. Kahit kailan talaga, ang green-"

"Gago!" He cut me off and retorted. "Ikaw 'yun, you've been thinking of it na oh, hindi pa ako tapos magsalita eh."

Oo nga, 'no?

"Your language, Mr. Marcos!" I have nothing to say na, so I scolded him nalang. Haha. "If Manang hears us, we're boned."

"Sus. Aren't you swearing too?" Vincent raised an eyebrow at me. "Maka-saway ka naman."

I was about to retort when my phone vibrated. Kuya Sandro's name showed up in the caller ID, interrupting our conversation.

"Hello, kuya?" I answered, putting it on loud speaker for Vincent to hear. This idiot kept nudging me, and whispering to put it on loudspeaker. So in-demand.

"Simon." He greeted. I could feel him smiling at the other end of the line. "I called to tell you that I'm not spending the night at home."

"Yeah, we know." Vincent shouted from the other side of the room. "You'll be spending the night with ate Cass. Not surprised."

"Shut up, Vincie. Stop making stories." Kuya laughed from the other end. "What are you guys doing?"

"Nothing." I replied, "Just sitting back, relaxing. Enjoying our last month here."

"Oo nga pala, you guys are going to London after a month. How sad." Kuya said.

"Ay! You're such a topic changer." Vincent talaga oh, ayaw tumigil. "And why are you not sleeping here?"

"Well, Jake invited me. We're going out, Uptown BGC. Di ko lang sure kung dadaan kami sa Valk." Kuya explained. "Oh, now shut the fuck up."

Okay, Kuya's voice is cracking. Lame excuse, Kuya Sandro. Sinong niloko mo? Bwahaha.

"Sige, kuya!" Vincent replied. "Ingat!"

"Likewise, suckos." Kuya laughed again. "Oh, sige na. Kakain na kami ni Ca- Ni Jake. Ni Jake pala. Sorry. Bye."

Kuya ended the call and I looked at Vincent. He looked at me too and we both smiled mischievously.

"You thinking what I'm thinking?" I asked. Vincent nodded and gave me a fist bump.