I Don't Speak Bisaya[On-Going]

CHAPTER SIX

Note:
The full main characters are already revealed!! Well some of them don't have any pics and I'm so sorry. Some of the characters are my real life friends because they inspired me to create this story.
Thank you!

FRIDAY'S P.O.V.
"What are you doing here?"

I gulped.

Animal! Ba't ba kasi hindi nalang ako umalis at iniwan lang ang kape diyan! Ang bobo ko talaga! Sobra!

"Uh.. 'c-cuz I-uhh.. Ah! Coffee! Your coffee!" sabi ko habang tinuturo ang kape. Marunong naman akong mag-ingles pero dahil sa titig niya, hindi na ako nakabuo ng tamang sentence!

He slammed his hand on the wall, near my left cheek. I flinched. What's his problem?!

"You know... how to knock a door right?" he sounded a bit angry.

I nodded.

"Then KNOCK on the f*cking DOOR!" he yelled at me. I flinched again. Ba't ba niya ako sinisigawan?! Hindi naman ako bingi eh!! Well, slight lang naman. Pero kahit na!!

I kept my mouth shut and bowed my head to avoid his gaze. He sighed and grabbed my left shoulder.

"Ah!" I yelped in pain. Masakit parin eh! Malamang dahil kahapon ito sumakit! Bakit ba kasi left shoulder ko pa?!

I don't think that he heard me because... instead of letting go, he held it tightly. I bit my lip to endure the pain.

He dragged me. He opened his bedroom door and threw me outside. I stumbled on the floor then he shut the door close.

I didn't know that he's this harsh... but damn! That's really harsh!!

I cried... but not because of him throwing me off. It's because of my left shoulder. I think I just earned a bruise. It really stings!!

I was traumatized. I'll never go near him again!

I don't care about my debt to him anymore! Bahala siya!

I ran to my room as quickly as I could and locked it. I looked in the mirror and took a peek of my left shoulder. I was right. I earned a bruise.

My tears starts falling down on my cheeks. It really hurts. I'll keep my guard up when he's around and try to avoid him as much as I can! He wouldn't care for me anyway.

"Tss. What a scumbag!" I murmured to myself.

THIRD PERSON'S P.O.V.
With Hyun-Joong...

After Hyun-Joong threw Friday out of his room, he noticed the coffee on a small table.

He sat on a chair, held the cup of coffee and took a sip. 'The taste seems familiar.' he thought to himself. Then he remembered the coffee that he tasted the other day. It's the coffee that he liked so much!

When he finished his coffee, he went downstairs.

Then he went to the kitchen and washed the cup he's using.
"Ah sir! Ako na po diyan!" a lady in mid 50's and wearing a maid outfit said.

"Oh, you're Aling Andie right?" Hyun-Joong said with a smile. Even though he's a snob and doesn't care for everyone, he's not that cold hearted when it comes to the elder people. Well, maybe except for Eliana.

"Ah, Oo nga pala! Hindi ka pala nakaka-intindi ng tagalog. Yes sir! I'm Aling Andie." she smiled at him.

Hyun-Joong noticed that Aling Andie is holding a med kit and got curious.

"Excuse me Aling Andie but.. why are you holding a med kit? Are you in pain?" he asked.

Aling Andie shaked her head.