Farah Gimeno was asked by her sicked friend to work with the rumored boss monster for one day in exchange of the front seat ticket for the F1 race.
For Farah, the deal is easy. Just like how you ate a candy. Remove the wrapper then you can take wha...
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When we got home, I thought I'll calm down. I was wrong! I felt again the adrenaline we've encountered a while back. Our lives nearly killed if the bodyguards weren't there. Those shuts by guns are real. And all their bullets haunted me. It needed my flesh and blood. They want me dead. And that thought scared the hell out of my body.
What did I do wrong to experience this?
I stayed at my bed for how many hours, not doing anything, not thinking anything. It was just utter silence. Until I noticed my left legs and my foot.
Sinubukan kong ikilos ang daliri ko roon. Kumilos ang aking hinlalaki. Sa sobrang katamaran ko ay huminga ako nang malalim at muli 'yung pinakilos kasama ang iba pang daliri. Ngayon ko lang napansin na tumataba ako. Dry rin 'yon dahil sa aking kapabayaan. Hanggang sa napaahon ako sa pagkakasandal.
Did it really move? I was the one who made it moved?
A joyous smile drawn on my lips when it moved again. I tried to move my legs and it worked too. I wanted to celebrate and tell it with my best friend. And just right on time, the door of my room pushed open.
Iniluwa noon si Cleo na tangan sa tray ang miryenda ko. "Alam kong nag-aalala ka sa nangyari kanina," panimula niya.
Tiningnan ko ang laman ng tray. Pesto pasta na pinag-usapan naming lutuin kanina. Dahil sa pagiging tamad ko, hindi ko na siya natulungan. "Wala bang message si Tristan? Kung nasaan na siya?" naitanong ko ng wala sa sarili.
"Wala. Gusto mo bang lumabas sa veranda?"
Tumango ako. Pipigilan sana siya sa pagtulong sa akin patungo sa wheelchair. Kaso, hindi ko alam sa sarili ko. Hindi ko masabi. Hanggang makapuwesto kami sa labas, minamasdan ang payapang karagatan. Ang hindi kainitang puwesto. May puno na siyang nagsilbing payong namin laban sa panghapong liwanag ni haring araw.
Cleo put the glass of strawberry juice on the side of my plate before she sat across me. She tacked the strand of her hair on her ear before she took her own plate. I wonder how she felt the incident a while ago. She pleasantly shoved the pasta and ate it. A moaned escape on her mouth before she glanced my way. "Kumain ka na Farah. Hindi 'yan masarap ng malamig."
Tumango ako. Dinampot ang plato, pero hindi inaalis ang titig sa kanya. "Tingin mo, sino 'yung kanina?"
"Nakawala raw sabi ni Biboy."
"Nakawala? Paano kapag binalikan tayo?"
"It won't happen. I won't let that happen again."
My body went rigid when I recognized the owner of that raspy and sweet voice. From my shoulder, I glanced over and found him walking near to us. He looked fresh from a formal event and that shiny inner under his black tuxedo didn't escape from my wicked eyes. It made him look hotter than ever. And then I got locked from his eyes. I felt an electric shock that travel fast from a thin air to reach my nerve and gave me goosebumps.
