I Still Love The Liar (On-going/Editing)

CHAPTER 42:

She is a Poison.......

" You will stay in this room for the mean time, so that it won't be a hassle for you to go up and down the stairs." Tito John said with his authoritative voice. I didn't know why he is being formal to me, this is new. And I can't help myself thinking that he might be angry at me because if what happened.

" S-sure Tito, I'm sorry for the trouble I've caused you. Again." Binigyang diin ko ang word na again. I feel ashamed, nadadamay pa sila sa lahat ng nangyayari sa buhay ko, gayong wala naman sila dapat na problema kung hindi lang dahil sa akin at kay Vash.

Tumango lamang siya sa akin at tumalikod na. His treatment towards me is cold, I can feel it, and that is bothering me.

" Pasensya ka na sa Tito John mo Zoe, pagod lang yun at maraming inisip. Sige na pumasok ka na sa loob para makapagpahinga ka na." I just nodded and turn to the door, I opened it and fill myself inside. I sighed, it is a little bit awkward for me to stay here, I am not their responsibility anymore, me and Vash were done. I feel like I am a big burden for them.

I felt a pain darted in the back of my head, its happening again. So i grabbed my phone inside the drawer where they put all my things. I checked the time, it is still early so I decided to take a nap, maybe the pain will stop after I relaxed my mind from thinking to much.

I lay on the bed and close my eyes, but the pain I am feeling right now is getting worst, so I grabbed my bag and pull out the bottle of pill that Nathan gave me, it is my pain reliever. I took one piece and put it straight into my mouth. I tasted the bitterness in it, I didn't have any water with me so I just bare the taste, isa pa tinatamad akong lumabas ng kwarto. I don't want to bump into Tito John and feel the unwanted feeling again.

I closed my eyes again, I felt the warm liquid escape my eyes. I was crying, I pity myself, I don't know when will all of this bad things stop. I am so tired of begging to feel that I am wanted by everybody, I am so tired of all the problems and heartaches. Is it to much to ask to be loved? I don't know the answer and I am tired of asking.

Dinala ako ng pag-iisip na yon sa isang malalim na tulog. Nang magising ako ay napansin ko sa bintana na papadilim na. How many hours did I sleep?

Naramdaman ko ang pagvibrate ng cellphone ko na nakapatong sa bedside table, inabot ko to at nakita ang isang unregistered number na tumatawag. Sinagot ko ang caller kahit na hindi ko alam kung sino ito.

" Hello, who is this?" I said using my bedroom voice. I am a little dizzy, maybe because of the pill.

(Thanks God you answered the damn phone)

" Nathan?" I easily recognized his voice because of his cursing, he sound more like him when he cursed.

"(Yes, this is me, how are you? Are you fine?)

Bakas ang pag-aalala sa boses niya.

Napangiti ako, hindi dahil sa kilig kung hindi dahil sa naririnig kong concern galing sa kanya.

" Yeah I'm fine, sumakit lang ang ulo ko kanina but I took my pill so you don't have to worry."

(Don't forget to bring your pill with you, always. Kapag sumakit ang ulo mo inumin mo agad yon, and call me right away, pupuntahan kita.)

" And why is that? Trabaho na ba ngayon ng doctor na puntahan ang pasyente niya? Diba kaya nga nagpatayo ka ng hospital ay dahil para ang mga pasyente ang pupunta sayo? You are being weird Nathan, stop that, your giving me goosebumps." Mahabang pahayag ko. Medyo nagtataka na kasi ako sa intensiyon ng lalaki na ito. Ang weird ng ugali niya eh, minsan sobrang sungit, minsan naman sobrang bait. He look like a bipolar whenever he acts that way.