His Slave

Chapter 4

"Nakakainis!" sigaw ko at padabog na naupo sa tabi ng acacia.

When my phone ring, it's been only five minutes since I left him in the cafeteria, tapos ngayon, tawag na ng tawag! Sinabihan ko na nga siyang mauna na siya at baka hindi ako makapagpigil. Ugh! Ewan ko na lang. Mamatay ka dyan sa kaka-tawag!

I tossed back my phone inside the bag and throw it beside me.

"At least turn it off, if you're not gonna answer it." I was startled when someone talked behind the tree I was leaning back.

He was sitting on the other side of the tree with Luna on his lap. Tumayo siya sa at lumipat sa tabi ko.

"Hi." he greeted with full smile.

"Sleeping again Mr. President?" I teasingly asked.

He chuckled. "Not this time. See?" He flipped the book he was holding. "What's with the frowned face?" he said.

"Ha--- ha." I sarcastically laughed. Dahil 'to sa pinsan mong sira ulo e.

"If I'm not mistaken, your first subject started a minute ago."

"Ah ano kasi--- medyo masakit lang 'yung tyan ko. Kaya di ako pumasok."

And his eyes were telling me, he doesn't bite it. "Ai, nasa kabilang building ang infirmary, wala dito." he said and tousled my hair.

One thing, I like about Scotch is that he wouldn't force you to talk about something you're not comfortable to share. Kung ganito lang sana ang ugali ni Myr at Zia, hindi ko na kailangan magsinungaling pa.

"Luna seems behave now." I said as I run my fingers to the cat's head.

Luna actually owns this spot. Sa kanya 'tong malaking puno na lagi naming pinupuntahan ni Scotch sa garden ng school. Sobrang tahimik kasi dito. Mas tahimik pa nga dito kaysa sa library namin.

"Come Luna." I excitedly said and cuddled her. Nang binalingan ko ulit ng tingin si Scotch. All I can see is the sadness in his eyes. I know he's really quiet but not like this. Tahimik siya pero di malungkutin. This past few days, he's been... I don't know, wala sa sarili? Parating nasa malayo ang iniisip. I haven't seen him for a week. Akala ko nagkasakit siya. Sabi ni Pearl may importanteng inasikaso lang daw. Pero sa limang araw na 'yun. Ang laki ng pinagbago niya.

And I don't have the courage to ask why. Ako nga ayaw ko ng tinatanong ako, baka ayaw din niyang pinapakialaman siya.

"I already met your cousin." I blurted out.

"Really? So, how was it?" Terrible.

"Ok lang. Most of my classmates seems fond of him. Especially girls."

He closed his book. "Classmates? He's in your class?" he asked.

"Y-Yeah? Why?"

He looks confused. "Nothing."

"O-Okay." I replied and he went back to his book. "Ah gaya ba ni Pearl magkapatid ang mama mo at kay Gin?"

"Uh huh." he nodded. "Our mother's, Pearl, Uno and I are siblings."

"Ah okay."

The only guy I can actually talk to is Scotch. He's actually half-Japanese. Others, describes him as the aloof guy, cold and distant. But he's actually thoughtful and caring.

Girls go crazy of his man bun hairstyle. Well, bagay naman talaga sa kanya 'yung mataas ang buhok. He looked and act mature more than his age. Too far from those two, Rum and Gin.

He really reminds me of my dad. Kaya siguro magaan 'yung pakiramdam ko kapag andyan siya.

Ang problema lang talaga nitong si Scotch sobrang tahimik. Hindi gaano makwento sa ibang tao. Pero 'pag kami lang namang dalawa sobrang daldal pero di pa rin nawawala sa kanya 'yung pagkamature niya.