Alessia Xamalia's Point of view
"Buksan mo ang pintuan, lalabas ako!" Asik ko sa kanya ng makarating kami sa tapat ng bahay.
Hindi ko sya kinibo o tinignan habang nasa byahe kami. Ganon rin naman sya. Tinapos nito ang kakaunting minutong pag-uusap sa 'okay'. Damn. Nakakainis.
Without looking at me he shrugged, "Later." Naramdaman ko ang pag-iinit ng tenga ko sa sinabi nito.
"Later?! Bakit hindi pa ngayon, Killian?!" Hindi nya pinansin ang sinabi ko. What do you expect to Kane Cuevas?! Shit. He's getting into my nerves.
"Before you go," he faced me and plastered his famous malicious smirk. "Tell me… who's that guy, jollibee?" He asked me.
I rolled my eyes. "Killian, Do I look like a bee? Stop calling me, jollibee!" Nagpupuyos ang inis ko tuwing tatawagin nya akong jollibee. I suddenly look at myself.
Hindi naman ako mataba…
He chuckled. Ginawaran ko sya ng masamang tingin. "Stop laughing, Killian!"
He continue irrirating me. "Jollibee… such a delicious endearment for you, Alessia." He maliciously smirk.
"Delicious?! Ano ako ulam?!" Nanlaki ang mata ko at nanlilisik.
Hindi ko alam kung minamanyak na ako ng isang to, e.
"Well…" He bit his lower lip. Is he seducing me? "You're delicious as it is."
My face blushed. "E-Ewan ko sayo, Killian." I looked away.
I thought we had finished the conversation but he asked again, "So, answer my question, Alessia." When i turned to him. No humor in his expression. "Who was the man with you earlier?"
"Why do you need to know?" Takhang tanong ko.
"Just answer me…"
I sighed. Before I started speaking, he move his sight away from mine. "He's Paulo. Kung tatanungin mo kung bakit ko sya kasama, he asked me out—I let him. Wala naman akong gagawin, so, I go with his offer. At kung itatanong mo kung saan kami nagkakilala, he's a famous photographer. Nakuhanan na nya ako nung photoshoot ko sa Sterling notebook—"
"Okay." He cut me out. I gritted my teeth when the rudeness of him is too much to handle by now. He's bastard! A total jerk! Damn. Why am I supposed to think that he might be gentle talking to me?
Mabilis na nag-iba ang mood ko. I am angry.
"That's all?" Nais kong iparamdam sa kanya ang inis ko pero ang isang 'to ay tila manhid. Iniwas ko ang tingin sa kanya. "Kung tapos ka na sa tanong mo… labas na 'ko." Ani ko. Nakatingin parin sa madilim na bahagi ng subdivision sa labas.
"Go ahead," I rolled my eyes. Rude.
"Buksan mo na ang lock,"
"Hindi naman naka-lock…" Marahas akong napatingin sa kanya. When I did, he's not looking at me.
Emotionless face. Deeply shut lips. Jaw tightened. I wanna punch his handsome face! Damn you, Killian!
Why am I suddenly act like this?
"Killian…" I called him. Unti-unti ay lumingon sya. "Galit ka ba?" As I asked the question, his face hardened than his jaw tightened.
"Why would I get mad?" He coldly said. I bit my lower lip. He immediately turned away to look out.
"Because ..." I do not know if this is the right words to say. I might only assume things. "I just thought I might have done something wrong? I went out with the other guys without ... without your permision." I silently cursed myself for saying those words! Now I just realized that the choice of words was wrong.