He's on the line (ONE SHOT)

This story is completely from the writer's vague mind. Names, characters and places are product of the writer's imagination. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, events, locales is purely random.

CAUTION!

This article may have heavily built and explicit contents such as foul language, mature themes and carnal scenes. |R18| Striktong patnubay at gabay ng nakatatanda ay kailangan.

I repeat, read at your own risk!

Maxeen's POV

*kring*

*kring*

*kring*

I painfully opened my eyes as the ringing sound pounded on my ears. Dang! That fvcking noise won't stop! I just want to have a good sleep!

As I sit up, the excruciating pain on my head welcomed me. "Arggh!" I ruffled my already messy hair.Why can't I be on peace at the time I most need it?!

"Ouch!" It hit me again and again like a never-ending torture. Gosh! What did I do last night to earn this kind of  punishment?!

I exhaled and inhaled, trying to soothe my nerves.

*kring*

*kring*

I heavily closed  my eyes shut. "FINE! FINE! I GOT IT!" I yelled to the void room. Holding my hammered head, I lazily stood from my bed and tried to find the source of the irritating sound.

I went through my side table, under my bed and sheets, and I even checked every drawer I have but I failed to find anything. I decided to completely forget about the stupid call and continue on sleeping when suddenly, I spotted the black handy device settled at the bottom of my bed. Which was, no other than, my fvcking phone! I hesitantly grabbed it to answer who ever bastard is calling me on this loaded morning.

"Hello?!" If I sounded rude or what, I couldn't care less. I am so freaking pissed off! I waited seconds for the caller's rejoinder, but what the fvck! No one's speaking. All I could hear was the volume of the television coming from the other line. Whose son of a bi-tch would call and doesn't answer!?

"Hello?!" I repeated. But still, I got no response. And I swear, I am losing it!

"Are you a fvcking prank caller? Well tell you this, If you just want a little entertainment for yourself at the account of others and you attained it by calling me, you chose the wrong person! How on earth did you get my number anyway! Wait, doesn't matter! Now get lost and If you dialled this number again, I will sue you to hell!" I smacked the end button and threw my phone at my bed. 

Suddenly, my head ached and I feel like my whole room was spinning. What the hell! Why does my head hurts this much? Did I drink that much last night? Ugh, I can barely remember. I don't even know how I ended here at my condominuim. All I can remember was the blinding lights at the bar, the viscious music, the hardcore vodka and... And...

I... Remember...

My eyes widened as some blurry scenarios from last night came to my mind. I rapidly made my way to my mirror. I gasped when I saw my mere reflection. Tousled hair, red marks on my neck and shoulders. And oh, did I mention my swollen lips?

 Oh good heavens! This isn't happening!

FLASHBACK 

"One maria tia!" I placed my pouch on the table counter  irritablyas I ask the bartender for a drink.