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"DAD PLEASE! I DON'T WANT TO GO IN THAT COUNTRY ANYMORE! PLEASE!" I beg to my dad, Lolo wants me to go in there hometome-London. But I don't want.
"We can't just say no to him, his your grandpa."
"But Dad!"
He just sighed. I made my decision, he can't just do that to me! No way! I run to Lolo's office, I just get to his office without knocking to his office.
"LOLO!" I called him.
"What the heck! Reina!" he yelled up.
"Daddy told me that you want me back in London? What for? For god's sake Lolo!" I butted.
"Yes! It's true Reina! And I'm not taking 'No' for answer!" He answered back.
I cleared my throat. "No, I don't want! Lolo" I said with full of determination.
"Yes! Hija! You are going back in London, and you'll make up with Jouquin again." He said.
That bastard. No way. No freaking way. He's a jerk.. a bastard fucking jerk.
"No way Lolo! He's a cheater, a jerk, and.... and a asshole." I finally say it.
"What?! Are you out of your mind? He's a good man.!"
'No, he wouldn't Lolo.. he's not good as you think.. he almost---'
"And now! You can't say anything about him, because he's not"
I just bowed my head. And heaved a sigh. I made up in my mind already!
I will leave. No matter what.
I turn to him and walk... I slamed his door. If you really just know Lolo! Alam kong ikaw mismo ang maglalayo sakanya sakin.
I turn to my room and sit to my bed... I looked at the side table and I saw a picture frame. Me and Lola... she's seating in her rocking chair while me I'm hugging from behind while my lips are planted into her cheeks.
"I miss you Lola! I wish you were here. So that you could stop Lolo from his plans!" I said, I may look crazy here because I'm talking to a picture frame... but who cares.
"And you see Lola! Lola was planning me to get married in that bastard. And hello! we're here in 21st century tapos fixed marriage! What this? Medieval Period or Renaissance Period? Myghass Lola!"
"I miss you Lola! I miss you talking to me in your own language. I miss talking to you with filipino language."
After talking to grandma.... I mean to her picture. I dialed my bestfriend's number.
"Hello Awmber! What cha 'ed?" He asked with his I mean her bristish accent.
"Stop it Vicente Gonzalez!"
"Who's Vicente? Sorry speaking this is Venice"
"C'mon Vicente or whatever! Sasama ka ba sakin?" I asked.
"Saan naman?"
"Philippines." I said plainly.
"What the f! Friend what are you thinking? Bakit naman?" He asked.
"What? Are you coming or not?" I asked boredly.
"Of course I'm coming pero friend!"
"Okay. Packed your things, We're gonna leave tomorrow morning. 3am exactly." I happily said.
"Oh my! I should go home na! Bye!"
"Fetch me tomorrow."
"Kay."
The line cut off.
Hi! Philippines we're coming!! JUST WAIT FOR US!
