My Part-Time Job

MP-TJ. #20.

Andy: This isn't really my first draft. The day I was going to upload it, the whole story in my create vanished. At badtrip ako ng ilang araw dahil doon. I had finished this chapter at ang chapter 21, but then again, nawala lang sila. Nakakainis parin. I am so sorry for the very long wait at comment if it's lame. I forgot what I had written on my first draft, so yeah, sorry :(

Sorry and I still hope you enjoy.

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KASSIE

I groaned as I woke up dahil sa araw na tumama sa mukha ko.

I opened my eyes and there I was lying on Rence's couch.

Rence...

And that's when it hit me. Rence! The devil! Shit!

I got up and ran to the door ignoring the pain my body sent me especially in my arm. Isa lang ang paulit-ulit na nagpe-play sa utak ko, kailangan kong makatakas dito!

I was about to turn the knob when hands touched my elbow and stopped me.

"Let go!"

"No, Kassandra! You're staying!" he shouted.

I wished that the neighbors heard him.

"Ayoko Rence! Let go! Let me go!" Pilit kong kumawala sa kapit niya.

"No! Hindi ako papayag na maka-alis ka dito!" he then grabbed my hair with his other free hand.

Masakit na nga yung pagkakahawak niya sa kamay ko, dumadagdag pa yung sakit sa pagkakakapit niya ng malakas sa buhok ko,

"Ouch! Rence, pakawalan mo na ako!" I never wished for this!

"No! You're staying! You're only mine! Hindi ka na aalis dito!" he practically shouted at me face.

I don't to stay in here, in hell! Not in a million years! Not now! Not until I die! Not ever!

"RENCE!" I shouted when he started pulling-- dragging me, harshly to a room. It's the guest room I guess.

Teka, ano bang paki ko kung saang kwarto niya ako dadalhin?! Ang importante, kailangan kong makatakas dito!

I constantly stopped wriggling out of his touch kasi sumasakit na ang kapit niya sa akin. The harder I get out of his touch, the harder his grip also tightens.

He pushed me to the bed, and I winced at the harshness of his push.

"Ara---- Umph!" I gasped as he fell his weight onto me.

He's so heavy, to the point na hindi na talaga ako makahinga!

Tulong! Tulong! I was really screaming in my mind.

My eyes were blurry as I felt the weight left my body. I gasped and sucked for air.

Ahh... Good air. Thank God for the Oxygen.

I thought my burden was over, but not until when I felt my cheeks stinging and burning. I also tasted the bitter taste of blood in my mouth.

"You deserve that! Let that be a reminder to you that you are mine. Akin ka lang!"

"NO! HINDI MO AKO PAG-AARI!" I spat at him bravely.

I gasped when he slapped me yet again.

"AKIN KA LANG! TANDAAN MO YAN, BITCH!"

He fell his weight onto me again but enough for me to breathe. I began twisting and wriggling under him, constantly slapping whatever my hands could slap. Mostly his chest, face, and arms.