Bad Enough For You (Revising)

Kabanata I

+Peach POV+

Isang sampal ang natanggap ko mula sa babaeng galit na galit sa akin.

"Masakit ba? Kulang pa yan sa kalandiang ginawa mo! How could you flirt with someone's boyfriend! You're so cheap."

Nag-aalala kong hinawakan ang pisngi ko, hindi dahil sa sakit kundi dahil baka bumakat ang madumi niyang kamay dito. 

"I think you're being exaggerated here, girl. First of all, I'm not flirting with your boyfriend. In fact, he's flirting with me. Second, I'm not cheap. I think that word is much suited to you. And lastly," Kalmado kong sabi. Dahan dahan akong lumapit at sinampal din siya tulad ng ginawa niya sa akin. Mas malakas. Mas masakit. 

"Wala pang nangahas manakit sa akin ng walang ganti. That serves you right! Bye bye!" Dagdag ko pa. I turned my back at them. But oh, I forgot something.

"Oops. You." Tinuro ko ang boyfriend ng babaeng ngayon ay mangiyak ngiyak na.

"I enjoyed your company. And game over. It was really fun playing with you two." And done! I raise my chin and confidently walk away on that Bar.

Some call me Peach. Others call me Dy. But Peach Dylanne Sy is my name. 
At this age of 25, I'm living my life the way I want it to be. 
I'm beautiful, that is how guys treated me. Their Princess. Their Goddess. 
The one who's taking their breath away. 
And what about girls? They've known me as a Slut. A Bitch. A Couple Wrecker. 
But really, I don't fucking care with what they are saying. I don't need them in my life anyway.
No one can satisfy me and no one can dare to hold my heart.
That scene earlier is one of my most favorite part.
Yeah, they are right. I'm a bitch. I admit that and I'm proud of it.

Ang sarap sa feeling yung nakikita kong nagkakahiwalay ang magkasintahan.
I'm not bad. I'm just helping them to realize they're not for each other. I think, I exist to break heart. I can get what I want. Madali lang naman kasing mapaikot ang lalake. With this face? I know they can't turn away from me. Men are so easy to manipulate. They are born flirts. Kaya nga madaming babaeng umiiyak. Kasi madaming lalake ang hindi loyal. But I'm not one of those crying babies who will waste their tears on those fucking guys. NEVER. In fact, I'm the opposite.
I love to make guys cry. I love it when they beg in front of me. When they honestly tell me that they can't live without me. That's really satisfying.

"May pinaiyak ka na naman. Hindi ka ba naaawa? Stop fooling around, Peach. Sa ginagawa mong yan, magpapatuloy lang ang pagiging masama mo sa paningin nila. Don't you worry about that?" Salubong ni Keith sa akin ng makalabas na ako ng bar na pinanggalingan ko. 

"I love my life, Keith. And I'm not going to waste it worrying on someone's shit." Pabalang kong sagot sa kanya, pagkatapos ay pumasok na sa sasakyan ko.

Keith de Vera. He is my bestfriend. He knows all about me. My life story, my beliefs and pains, my attitude and shits. Kung tutuusin, baka nga mas kilala pa niya ako kaysa sa sarili ko. 
He's a very busy person. Well, I think running a talent agency and handling so many people is quite the deal. I'm one of those talents and I don't even know if he just offer me the job to monitor me. 

Nakatingin lang siya sa akin, nakakunot ang noo at nagsisimula na namang magsalubong ang kanyang mga kilay. It is a warning that I need to get out of his sight. Kung hindi ay sasabunin na naman niya ako ng mga aral sa buhay at papagalitan na naman ako ng walang tigil. 

Sinimulan ko ng patakbuhin ang kotse ko bago pa man siya magsalita. Nakapokus lang ako sa daan nang bigla kong marinig na tumunog ang cellphone ko.

"Peach speaking. Who's this?" Sagot ko sa tumatawag.

"Baby, you forgot our dinner. I'm waiting for 2 hours already." Sabi ng isang lalake sa kabilang linya.