Risk

4

Kiefer

I can't believe napapayag nya kong matulog sa sahig. Masakit sa likod okay?

I sighed again and rolled over to the other side, pulling the small, thin blanket over myself. I'm on the floor, at the foot of the bed, cursing every one and anyone within a thousand mile radius because I can't bring myself to curse her.

She's up there lying nicely and warm and cuddly on the giant king sized bed while here I am tossing and turning and hindi mapakali kung anong pwesto yung gagawin for the last two hours.

She hasn't event shift once.

Finally, with another loud huff—I am trying to wake her up on purpose alright—I got up off the floor, binato ko yung kumot ko on one of the chairs inside the room, and quietly opened the door of our bedroom and I stepped out into the hallway and closing it quietly behind me.

"Huy! Ginagawa mo?"

I jumped at the sudden voice behind me. I turned around and saw Jessey watching me with an amused expression on her face as I clutched my chest and tried to slow down my heavy breathing and erratic heartbeat.

"Langya naman, Jessey!" I hissed. "Are you trying to kill me?" I asked jokingly.

She rolled her eyes and shook her head at me. "Such a drama queen, Kief. Iche-check ko lang sana kayo ni Miks and see if gutom na kayo. Tita Mo called eh. They'll be here in a couple of hours pa. Gising na si BF?"

"No, she's still sleeping on the bed." I said a little too harshly as I glared at the floor. I looked up when Jessey remained silent and saw that she is watching me curiously, trying to read my expression. "The bed is really comfortable, by the way. We love it." I added quickly.

"Uh huh... beds here are really comfy." She answered. She seems unconvinced as she crossed her arms over her chest and narrowed her eyes at me.

"So..." I said trying to divert her from where this conversation might headed, "You mentioned food? Actually gutom na gutom na ko eh." I managed my signature pacute-kita-yung-dimples smile as I brushed past her and headed down the stairs.

I glanced over my shoulder and saw that Jessey is still in the same position, staring at the bedroom door.

I sighed and shook my head as I rounded the corner and walked into the kitchen.

Ngayon ko lang napagtuunan ng pansin yung bahay. It is beautiful. I heard Mama asked help from Jessey to help her design its interior.

The refrigerator is stainless steel, the cabinets are in dark maple wood, and the counter are black granite—Mama's favorite.

I focus my attention on Kim, who is sitting on a stool at the counter, eating an enormous sandwich and busy doing something with his phone.

Medyo natawa ako kasi I've known Kim to be the "Mr. Always Put Together" guy. Always composed. Mabait. Sobrang gentleman. Hindi inaabot ng 3AM sa club. But he's there, eating his sandwich like a total apeshit like his food is going to disappear or something.

Napatingin sakin si Kim and he somehow managed to swallow his food in his mouth before offering me a smile and a nod. "Gusto mo, bro?" He offered.

I laughed and shook my head, but within minutes, hindi ko din napigilan yung gutom ko so I made a sandwich myself and took the seat one stool away from Kim.