Chapter Twenty Eight

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Aubrey's POV

Never. Never. Never. Never.

I woke up and felt my eyes wet again. God, I never got tired of crying. Ito na yata ang dagdag sa routine ko araw-araw. Dati ang masamang panaginip ko lang ay iyong kinulong ako ni daddy sa madilim na kwarto, ngayon nadagdagan na naman.

When will I get over you?

"Let's eat breakfast." Rinig ko mula sa labas ng pintuan at sunod naman ang pagpihit ng door knob.

I saw his casual bored face again. "Never got used of your face." I jokingly said.

"Start to get used to it." He said at pumunta sa isang shelf ng mga libro.

Napailing nalang ako. He's always like this. He loves to read books, argue and piss you-- well he really have the vibe that pisses you off kahit hindi niya i-try. "Have they found us?" I asked. Tumigil siya sa pagbuklat ng libro at tumingin saakin.

"Not yet, I guess." He said at nagbuklat na naman ng mga libro.

I woke up and taking my time to realize what happened last night then I realized that I'm not in my room. There's no such walls painted with grey in our house. So I am pretty sure that this is not our house.

Napatayo agad ako ng maramdaman ang kirot mula sa ulo ko. Napahawak agad ako dito at naalala iyong mga nangyari mula kagabi.

Dylan hugged me and... I don't know what happened anymore. I heard the door knob twitches and a man came up carrying a bed tray.

"Why am I here?" Iyon agad ang tanong ko sakanya pagkalapag niya ng tray sa kama.

"You passed out." He simply said and I looked at him waiting for more details. "Don't know where you live. Supposedly, I'm about to leave you in the park but I'm feeling kind last night so gotta take you home."

"Who changed my clothes?" I asked when I noticed that I'm not wearing the same clothes anymore. Seconds passed pero nakatitig lang siya.

"I did. I did it with my eyes closed." He said without changing his expression pero ako medyo nagulat.

Kinapa ko ang sarili ko kung okay ba ako, kung may masakit ba saakin. Hindi naman mukhang ganoong klaseng tao si Dylan pero sometimes you have to expect the unexpected diba?

"Not taking advantage." He said when he noticed that I'm acting so weird. "Have to do it or else my bed will stink from your sweat." Bwisit na lalaking 'to! Akala mo concern pero bubwisitin ka lang pala.

I smiled. I can't believe I can still smile after what happened. I never contacted kuya or mom since yesterday. They must be worried but I couldn't feel the care to inform them that I'm okay anymore.

Physically, okay. Emotionally? No.

"Eat." Sabi niya at sabay abot saakin ng kutsara't tinidor. "Eat before having your tantrums session again."

136 missed calls

324 text messages

Iyan ang nabasa ko pagkakuha ko agad ng phone ko. Pagkatapos ko kumain ay hinanap ko si Dylan.

"Nasaan ba 'ko?" Tanong ko kay Dylan. Nanunuod siya ng TV ngayon pero may libro naman sa kandungan niya na binabasa niya.

"BGC. In my condo. I can't bring you in our house. Mom will freak out, thinking I'm just fùcking around." He huffed. "Or worse, be happy because they'll think I have a girlfriend."

Parang baligtad? Ewan ko ba! Weirdie 'tong tao na 'to eh. Masama ugali, seryoso minsan, maloko minsan. Kapag pinagsama, gàgo.

"Uwi na 'ko." Sabi ko sakanya dala iyong mga damit ko na nakita kong maayos na nakatiklop sa side table ng kama. "Salamat, ha."

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