CHAPTER 24
Hana's POV
Since this day will be our first date, I decided to wear a dress. I opened my closet and scanned any dress. "Wala pala akong dress dito.. I already move my clothes on the other apartment.." I slapped my forehead in disappointment. Good thing, I still have few clothes left here.. I took the white shirt and blue shorts. "Eto na lang siguro.." After I get dressed and combed my hair.
I took my bag and stepped out from my room. I guess I'm ready. I slowly walked towards Kris' room and as I stood infront of his door, I exhaled to calm down. I didn't knocked the door coz the door is slightly open, I took a peek inside of his room and I saw Kris sitting on his bed while holding his phone on his ear. I was surprised until I heard Kris' angry voice speaking to someone on the phone.
"Weisheme?!" His voice is in a high tone. (trans: why?)
Huh? What did Kris just said?
"No! Buyao gei wo da dianhua!" He yelled in anger. (translation: Don't call me!) Chinese? Why is he speaking in Chinese? and who is he talking to? and why is he so angry about? Ugh.. I don't understand a bit.
"Wo Hen ni!" He yelled in such anger voice. (trans: I hate you)
Then, I was startled when I heard that he threw his phone so hard on the floor. He ran his fingers on his hair in anger then, messed it. "Shit!" He hissed as he punch the bed in anger. He's scary.
But what's wrong with him? I frowned as I saw Kris started to cry silently and punched the bed. Why is he crying?
The door slightly opened a bit as Kris suddenly turned around and he narrowed his eyes as he saw me.
"Kris? W-What's wrong?" I asked stuttering but then, he turned around avoiding my gaze.
"It's nothing. I'm fine.." He answered and I can see that both of his hands are now on his head looking so furiously.
"No.. You're not.. Tell me.." I said in a worried tone as I slowly walked towards him and sat down on his bed beside him.
"I'm fine.."
"Tell me and I'll listen.. I'm worried about you.." I said. Then, I was surprised when suddenly Kris hugged me. I slowly patted his back with care. "Tell me.. Why did you seem so angry about? Why are you speaking in chinese?" I asked.
"I-It's about my dad.." He whispered but still, his arms are still wrapped around me.
"Your dad?" I asked with widened eyes.
"Yes.. My dad.."
"Mr. Nicholas?" I asked curiously.
"No.. He's not my real dad." Real dad?
"Not your real dad?"
Then, he quickly broke the hug and looked down.
He stood up but he turned his back and lean on the wall. "Yes.. He's my step-dad.. My Mom and my real Dad divorced when I was still 10 years old.."
"Divorced? But why are you so angry with your dad?"
He didn't respond and we were in this silent moment.
"I'm sorry if I asked.. It's fine if you don't want to tell me.. I understand.." I said in a worried tone.
"It's okay.. I'll tell you.. My Mom.. and my real dad divorced when I was 10. Before then, he always fight with my Mom and he didn't care about us. He never played with me when I was a kid coz he's an alcoholic. He always shouts and he left us without notice. Then, my mom always cry because of him and I hate it. I hate him! Soon after, they divorced as my Mom and I decided to migrate on Canada. I want to forget about him but then, awhile ago, I didn't expect that after how many years have passed, my dad called me today.. telling me that he's here to see me and he wants to talk to me, he also said that he misses me and my Mom. F*ck! Is he out his mind?!. After what he had done with us?! Shit! He must be kidding me!" Then, I startled as Kris punched the wall in anger.
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