And then, there's you. [SNAIL UPDATES]

Chapter 3B

ARDI's POV:

I checked my wrist watch saying its past 3pm. I go to my kitchen and started to drink 1 can of cola. Maybe Ill get out at 6pm. My Dad just called me, said my grandmother's sick and wants to see me. I crumpled the can and throw it to the trash bin. I hate going back in the house. Should I make an excuse and decline my grandmother's request?

I heard my door buzz rang. Who the hell is that? I dont remember inviting someone here. I head to my door and got shocked to see my aunt.

"Your stupid Grandmother just called on you. Could you please hurry? I hate going to a place like this." She adjusted the leathered coat she's wearing and fans her face with her hands.

"You should've just ask your bodyguards to fetch me." I said as I glanced at the two big dark man behind her.

"Are you stupid? I have to pull a very caring mother act in front of your Dad and Grandma. You knew that very well. Now hurry. Im sweating myself to death here."

"You know my Dad wont mind even if you are as rotten as a dead mouse. You dont have to make yourself a saint. My Dad wont really mind." Yeah. My Dad just care about business and all. He just married this woman to have someone take care of me. He just want me to never miss my own Mom. Which, this rotten woman, failed to show me. He only wants someone to raise his family whenever he's not around. I realize this things when I was 10. I started to realize that no one ever cares with each other at home, except my grandmother. She's always visiting the house every month. I was her favorite grandchild. I remembered asking her why am I her favorite and she replied, "because you are your mother's son." I really dont know what she means by that until now.

"I'll just change." I said closing the front door. Before finally closing it, I heard her say, "Maybe because you have such an attitude, your Mom left you. Be careful with your words, Ardi. Always remember that I was once your fantasy mother too. Without me, you are not here now." I slammed the door. "Ill wait for you at the car downstairs."

Sumandal ako sa pinto at tumitig sa kawalan. Do I really have to thank her for that? Arent that what a normal mother usually do? Though, she's not my real mom, is it really difficult for her to hide her grave around me and just pretend that she loves me as her own child? Why did my Dad chose that woman anyway? They were the same. Money is everything for those two.

I opened my closet and picked a long sleeved dirty green polo and a faded jeans. I go to the kitchen and drink a rootbeer this time. My phone rang and answered it.

"Hi Babe! You al-----"

"Im not in the mood." I said and ended the call. I finished my drink and locked my dorm. This is going to be a long nasty day for me huh?

I saw a red car parked in front of the gate and saw my aunt inside, now wearing her enormous tinted shades. She noticed me and gestured to the driver. I opened and closed the gate and get in the car. I sat beside the driver's seat, looking outside the car window.

I really chose this place for a dorm because it's so comfy here. Quiet and nice too. That dorm was exclusive for students only and I am occupying that room since 1st year highschool. I dont want to attend that school near my house in Baguio. I always want to leave that house as soon as I realized that every people around me there was fake. That's why I forced my grandmother to convince my Dad to attend Vientirade University, very far from home. Although during vacation break, I would return home and spend it with so much luxury. Which I dont really like a bit. Yes, we're spending it together, Dad, Aunt, Stella my step sister, and Me. But Id rather spend it with my grandma alone.

As I was thinking, my gaze turned to that girl in a bike. Her hair is now properly combed, flowing to her waist. The brown color of her hair gives emphasis on her white complexion. I remembered seeing her this morning, still in her pajamas and messy all over. Just thinking how she yawns makes me laugh so hard. I can see the whole thing inside her mouth as she yawns, her nose holes are turning bigger and her eyes are forcefully shutted. She looks like less than a human being this morning that I cant help myself teasing her. She werent blessed with so much feminity in her, I can see. I looked at her in the rearview mirror and leaves my sight. A girl like her is so free spirited, that I am starting to envy her.

My phone rangs again, I checked who it is and turned off my phone. I’ll talk to her later.

I suddenly feel like sleeping and closed my eyes.

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Hi again guys. I really had a hard time making a guy's point of view. I should learn more. 

Thank You for reading po. :)

#mhel.