Kabanata 3

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Kabanata 3

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Kabanata 3

I had no idea where Kleo was taking me. Ayoko namang magtanong. I just don't want to initiate a conversation. Baka pa akalain niyang gusto ko siyang kausap o kaya naman akalain niyang okay kami at kumportable na ako sa kanya.

I only agreed to come along because I wanted to experience something thrilling, and something out of the ordinary. This was my chance to do something bold, and I won't let it slip away. And if this is the only way to make my life more exciting—to be with someone I never imagined being with—then so be it. As long as I could have fun, I wouldn't care.

I heard him clear his throat. My brows raised at that.

I expected him to eventually break the silence—Kleo wasn't the type to keep quiet. He always entertained his women with his talks, which was probably why they couldn't get over him. They were even willing to compete for his attention. Pathetic.

"Looks like you're into thrilling activities too. You didn't hesitate to join me. So, what have you tried so far?" He asked, attempting to make small talk as he looked over at me from the driver's seat.

I knew it. This type of guy is easy to read.

"No talking, please," I said curtly, not even bothered to look at him.

"That's awkward! I can't just sit here in silence. I'd feel bad," he responded chuckling, clearly undeterred by my coldness.

"Just drive. I'm not here to be friendly with you," I snapped and stared out the window, hoping he would take the hint.

He sighed, clearly frustrated. "You know what? I really don't understand why you hate me so much. I don't recall doing anything wrong to you..." He paused and took a quick glance at me. "Or maybe I did? I just don't remember." He said, as if he's trying to recall the past.

I rolled my eyes and leaned further against the window, making it clear that I wasn't interested in whatever he was trying to say. I knew that if I answered, it would only encourage him to keep talking.

"Could you at least tell me so I can understand? Why do you dislike me so much? You're so bitchy to me while I've actually been nice to you. In fact, I like you. It's unfair, Kallista."

To hell with his sugar-coated words. Did he really think his guilt-tripping would work on me? I know he has a point, wala naman talaga siyang ginawang masama sa'kin para pagtarayan ko siya. But that doesn't mean I could like him and be friendly. Hindi pa ako nahihibang para makipagkaibigan sa isang kagaya niya. He's playing other's feelings.

Why couldn't he be more like Marcus? That man is serious about life—probably a one-woman man. Hindi ko nga maintindihan kung paano sila naging magkaibigan. Totoo siguro 'yong opposites attract sa kanila. At hiling ko, na sana mahawaan siya ni Marcus.

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