Dating Lady Gangster

Chapter 8

Abigail's PoV

I opened my eyes when I felt a heavy thing on my waist. Muntik pa akong mapasigaw nung nakita ko tong lokong to sa harap ko at tulog na tulog. I almost forgot, katabi ko nga pala syang natulog. Gusto kong suntukin ang sarili ko nung naalala ko yung nangyari last night.

The kiss, remember?

No, I don't wanna remember.

I'm looking directly at his face, dahil magkaharap kami at huli na nung nalaman kong, nakayakap na din pala ako sa kanya. Unti-unti kong tinanggal yung kamay ko dahil baka magising sya at hindi nanaman ako tigilan nito. Dahan-dahan ko ding inalis yung kamay nya sa bewang ko.

Before I stand up, pinagmasdan ko muna yung mukha nya. His nose and his lips... Napalunok ako.

What the?!

I shook my head. I should get ready. Tumayo na ako at tumingin sa wall clock.

Its almost 8 am. Buti maaga akong nagising. Kumuha ako ng damit sa drawer and my bag at dumiretso sa kwarto ni Loisa para dun maligo. Akalain mong dito ako maligo, no? Andito tong loko na to.

Kakatok na sana ako sa pintuan ni Loisa pero nakita kong nakaawang ito kaya binuksan ko na lang. I saw no one, kaya naman dumiretso na ako sa banyo at nagshower. After showering, I fixed myself as fast as I can dahil halos one hour ako kung maligo. Muntik ko ng makalimutang makikipagkita nga pala ako ngayon kay Hans. Yes, tama kayo... sa ex ko.

Why?

Remember nung tumawag sya sa akin nung galing ako kay Austin sa hospital?

--FLASHBACK

From: +639167…

Its Hans. Please answer my call…

 

Hans?! But how did he get my number?! I parked at the side of the road and wait for his call.

+639167… calling…

“What?” I said.

[“Can we talk?”] He said, his voice soft and gentle.

“About what?” My voice full of authority.

[“Just…”] he sighed. [“Please come, Abi. I badly want to talk to you. I texted you the location. I’ll wait for you.”]

“If this is some kind of lousy joke, I’ll make you regret it Hans Fuentes.” And I ended the call.

I stared at the phone for almost 5 minutes. I wanted to talk him that badly too... before. But now, he's saying he badly wants to talk me?! After what he did?! Oo, gusto ko padin tanungin sa kanya lahat ng mga tanong ko noon. I wanted clarity that time, but unfortunately, no one dared to offer that to me.

Ibinaba ko ang phone ko sa passenger's seat and drove to the address he messaged me. That place... the place we always used to meet. Yung lugar na hinding hindi ko pinupuntahan for four years because of such bullcrap memories.

On the way, my mind was clouded with such things... Like, what will I say to him?! I am damn angry with him. I want to shout at his face how an asshole he is, but I don't know where to start. He is my weakness... before and I am struggling to make him not.

Kala ko okay na. I thought not seeing him after 4 years is enough to forget him. But, I'm stupidly thinking if I should smile at him or be nice to him or cuss at him. After all, he was my first love and first boyfriend.