In a Relationship with Dashed (Completed)

C48: When Dashed is Fuming in Anger.

48: When Dashed is Fuming in Anger

"Tita Brooks! Bagay naman talaga kay Bronywn 'to, diba?" Teegan proudly showed the red sweetheart dress she was holding to Mommy. Napangiwi ako nang makita iyon. "Wala naman siyang kaluluwa kaya siguradong magfifit 'to sa kanya!"

Pinatong niya iyong dress sa akin but I quickly shoved it away.

"Teegan, ano ba? Wala akong balak mabastos!" I rolled my eyes at her. That dress was too revealing for heaven's sake. "Tignan mo naman kung gaano kaiksi 'yan. Anong akala mo sa'kin? Strumpet?"

Mommy let out a sigh, catching my attention. "You know what, sweetie? You're overreacting. Wala namang masama kung minsan ay magsuot ka rin ng ganyan."

"I'm okay with loose shirts, faded pants, and runners. At least, I can move comfortably, My." I forcefully took the dress hanger from Teegan's hand and returned it to the rack where she got it.

We're currently at MOA. Mommy suggested going out for a stroll with us, so pinagbigyan na namin siya. The problem is, lagi nilang pinipilit sa'kin 'yong mga flashy clothes na nakikita nila sa different boutiques. Ayoko namang ipabili kasi nakikita ko pa lang 'yong mga damit, nauumay na ako. Sayang lang iyong pera dahil, first and foremost, wala talaga akong balak magsuot ng ganoong mga klaseng damit.

We left that shop, and in the end, I just decided to buy myself a scoop-back top and tie-front shorts. We've already done quite a bit of shopping, and we've been walking around for a while, so I suggested we grab something to eat.

But damn it.

What happened next was totally unexpected!

"Gulay! Si Dashed at Dashléy ba 'yun?" Teegan pointed to the two guys who were being fawned over and watched by some girls not far from us.

I didn't want to peek, but I needed to confirm it.

And heavenly Gods... she's right!

I automatically turned away when our eyes met with Dashed's. My heart skipped a beat. He's wearing a denim shirt paired with beige shorts.

Nothing's changed, huh?

Ganito pa rin pala talaga ang epekto niya sa'kin.

"Sweetie, where are you going?" Mommy asked as I started to walk away. "Tatakas ka ba?"

I bit my lip and looked away. "N-No, My. Bakit ko naman po g-gagawin 'yon?"

"Because you're scared?" she answered, sounding a bit unsure.

"Bakit naman po ako matatakot?"

"Anak, I've been through that too, so don't deny it," I let out a sigh when I heard those words from Mommy. She's right. I might not want to accept it, but she's right. I'm scared that if we meet again, magiging mahina na naman ako. "I think... you'll never get over it if you keep avoiding him."

Gusto ko pang i-explain ang side ko kay Mommy pero it was too late. It happened too fast because the next thing I knew, Dashed and Dashléy were already in front of us.

He's here.

Sa harapan ko.

Sa mismong harapan ko.

"Tita..." he started, taking Mommy's hand and kissing it. Then he looked at me as if he was upset. I held my breath even more. "Where are you heading next?"

"Uh, we were about to eat." Mommy replied awkwardly.

"That's good. Kakain na rin po sana kami nito. Can we eat all together, instead? My treat."

"What the fuck, dude? Kakakain lang natin— oww! Shit!" Dashléy didn't manage to continue his sentence because his brother already hit him in the stomach.

"Ano po, Tita? Pwede po ba?" tanong ulit ni Dashed. His tone sounded like he was desperate to join us for a meal!

Tinignan muna ako ni Mommy, samantalang si Teegan, hindi maipinta ang ekspresyon sa mukha. "A-Ah, sure?" she hesitantly agreed.

God. Bakit ba kasi hindi marunong tumanggi ang nanay ko?!

"Dashléy, my brother, will usher you to the restaurant, Tita. But first, can I borrow your daughter just for a moment? Susunod na lang po kami."

My eyes widened at what he said. I tried to look at Mommy and signal her to refuse, but geez! I saw her nodding!

Bago pa man ako makaangal ay hinigit na ako ni Dashed papalayo sa kanila. Sinubukan kong kumuwala pero masyadong mahigpit ang pagkakahawak niya sa kamay ko. He's like fuming mad.  And I don't even know why!

"Dashed, ano bang problema mo?!" I couldn't help but burst out when I almost stumbled from his pulling!

"Problema? Ikaw ang problema ko!" he retorted sharply.

My forehead creased. Ako pa talaga ang problema? "At bakit ako?! I haven't done anything wrong to you naman, ah!"

"Look at yourself!" he hissed once again. "Didn't I tell you never to wear revealing clothes when I'm not around?! E ano 'yang damit na 'yan?! Kita na likod mo, oh!"

What the heck?

"This is just a simple tank top, Dashed!"

"Anong simple diyan?! Hindi! Magpapalit ka!"

And damn it. Pinagpalit niya nga talaga ako. Sa init ng panahon, binilhan niya ako ng sweatshirt sa pinakamalapit na shop na nakita niya at mabilis na pinagpalit ako ng damit!