3RD POV
Isang malalim na buntong hininga ang ginawa ni Iona. Napakamot na lang siya sa ulo niya, kasabay nun ang halatang pagkayamot sa ginagawa.
"Pakshet ka Ice! Ako pa ang pinagbuhat ng maleta niya!" She said angrily, while struggling to keep the heavy baggage from falling down the stairs.
"Pakshet din na maleta to! May laman atang gold bars, takte. Nakaka-buwiset din na field trip yan! Sarap sapakin nung nag-imbento, kagaguhan talaga!"
Samantalang si Ice, natataranta nang naghahanap sa taas.
Ice's POV
"Where the fvck--?!"
I kicked the table infront of me senseless, shit. Asan na ba kasi yun?!
"Fvck, damn this!"
I gave up. I'm sure I left it in here.
Sinara ko na yung pintuan ng kuwarto ko.
Makababa na nga, I'm sure that idiot has something do with this.
I cursed loudly the moment I tripped on something that made me lose my balance . Damn, nasapo ko bigla yung balikat ko na tumama sa sahig.
"Arrrggghhh!" I grunted in pain.
God, what was that?!
I saw my backpack, what the hell is it still doing in here?! Inutusan ko na nga lang si Iona na ibaba ito.
Wait, oh shit. "How stupid" I murmured under my breath.
Iona's POV
Nasa pintuan na ako nung makita ko si Ice na pababa ng hagdan. May bitbit siyang black na backpack, tch! Kita niyo?! Hiyang-hiya naman yung maletang buwis buhay kong kinakarga sa backpack niya. Pakshet, kanina pa kaya ako nagbu-buwis buhay dito!
"Iona!"
BINABASA MO ANG
Danger is our Last Name
General FictionSTORY ON HIATUS "We got married at a very young age. But it was NEVER a SECRET." This story contains violence, gangsters and cringey (all love stories are cringe worthy) romance, and a plot that is unrealistic BUT made me happy during my teen years...
