Austen-Henderson Series 5: ENCHANTED BY MR. DEAN

EBMB 9

#Wattys2016

FB name: Tinea Garcia

EBMD 9

I STORMED out and grabbed a stick of Marlboro on the pack of cigarette inside my pocket. Sinindihan ko ito. I leaned on the wall and faced the darkness of the sky. I put the cigarette in my mouth and begun smoking.

I greeted my teeth as I tried to erase painful thoughts in my head. Alcohol wasn't really that effective in helping me escape reality. A bunch of regrets filled my whole being.

Bullsht!

I throw the cigarette on the trash can after pressing it hard the wall to remove the hint of flame.

My eyes darted on Pietro who's now seated on the sofa and laughing with my asshole friends.

I shake off my head. Here we go again with his weird gay laugh.

He reminds me of someone.

"It's already 2 in the morning. Get the fck out of here!" I coldly commanded. Ruie nodded.

I can count on him. He knows what to do. He wasn't that drank at all. He'll drive these fckers home.

Wala na ang mga gago ay tumatawa pa din si Pietro. Naiiling na sinara ko ang front door at nilinis ang kalat sa sala.

This man is undeniably out of his mind! Iinom inom ng alak wala naman palang ibubuga.

"Pietro, I'll leave you here." Tinapik ko siya sa kanyang balikat. I don't mind him sleeping wasted on the sofa or floor. Inaantok na din ako at gusto ko nang matulog.

He slightly opened his bluish eyes and smiled kinky to me.

I stopped when Pietro grabbed my hand. "T-tiago Lance."

Tiago Lance?

Kunot noo kong sinulyapan ang malamlam at papikit pikit niyang mga mata. His hands are as soft as a cotton pillow. The smell of beer added to his sweet breathe.

I cursed a word when he sneered again. For a man like him, he looks stupid!

Again, the sound of him chuckling reminded me of her.

Her laugh tickled my mind.

Come to think of it. I bet they have the same chin angle, similar brows, and lashes, doll like eyes, cute pointed nose and pouty lips.

I forcely mouthed another cuss. What the hell is going on with me? I'm comparing two different people.

She's a woman, and Pietro is a man. Well soft of a gay.

"I l-like shyou." Tumikhim ako at binitawan siya. Now Pietro targetted the sleeve of my shirt.

"I r-earry rearry like shyou, Lansh!" Naalarma ako nang marinig ang mga salitang nanggagaling sa bibig niya. Pietro is beginning to annoy me with his gayish sounds and talk.

I just hope he doesn't mean those words. It might be the alcohol's effect. "Go to sleep, man!"

Confused and frustrated, I placed his arm on my shoulder and supported his walk leading him to his room.

He needs to lift and gain weight. It's not normal to be as light as him. He doesn't look fine and he seems weak and underweight.

Pietro repeatedly chuckled. Gracious heaven! He sounded like a defective disk singing over and over again.

Inayos ko ang pagkakaupo niya sa kama at bibitiw na sana nang hilain na naman ako ni Pietro.

This man is wasted. Wala na siya sa sarili at puro halakhak na lamang ang kanyang ginagawa. I felt his soft hand cupped my nape.