Hillary's POV
Many messages and calls ang narereceived ko every morning,noon and afternoon. And f*ck! It's annoying. I left them because I need space to think, I need fresh air to breath but they didn't give what I want.
Lalo na Yung sekretarya ni Anne. She always called me not just once but twice and more in just a day. Sino gaganahan magrelax sa ganun?
But when I thought that I need to read messages. I opened one message, and luckily it's from Anne. At first I really don't want to open it, but my thumb accidentally clicked the message.
I don't know what to say, or what expression I will give to Anne's message when I read it, because I was surprised literally. At doon ako nagkaroon ng motivation para bumalik na ulit sa Manila. Here's Anne Messages
From: Annetot
Answer my call or you will regret itThat's the first one, but the next message caught my attention.
From: Annetot
Sheryl will be here tomorrow, if you want to see her, then come back. We something to settle down.It's really surprisingly. It's been years.
And now I have a chance to say sorry to her. That's why that day. Nagpabook agad ako ng flight to Manila. Akala ko Hindi matutuloy but it's Gods plan. Kaya nakabyahe ako.Now, I'm riding with my sports car. Heading to stole Magazine. Wishing na makaabot pa ako sa meeting. Dahil I really need to talk to her, gusto ko lang ng closure .. as siblings..
Pero mukhang matatagalan ako, dahil sa b*llsh*t na traffic. So ano na Naman mangyayari? Bababa ako ng kotse ko? Tapos papahatak ko. Haysst. I always do that and I hate it. Kasi Everytime na gagawin ko Yun, may nawawalang parts sa kotse ko. Kaya maghihintay na lang ako.
Habang naghihintay ako. Merong g*g*ng biglang pumasok sa loob ng kotse ko.
Matangkad na maputi, chinito. Gwapo pero syempre mas gwapo ako sa kanya.
May kulay ang buhok."Hey! Who are you?!" Tanong ko
"Start the car" Sabi Niya,
Aba! Bastos to. Siya na tong bigla-biglang pumapasok sa kotse ko uutusan pa ko.
"Ayoko. Bumaba ka!" Sabi ko
Pero ni Hindi Niya ako nilingon.
"Hurry up! Start the car. They are coming!" Sabi Niya. Patingin tingin siya sa likod. Syempre nacurious ako. Kaya tumingin din ako.
There are masculine men na tumatakbo papunta sa spot namin. Kaya ako tong nataranta. But luckily nag green light Kaya agad Kong pinaandar ang kotse ko.
"Where you came from?" Tanong ko
"Hmm, new York" inosente niyang tanong
"I see" pabulong Kong sagot
"Do you have water here? I'm thirsty" tanong niya
"There, inside my bag" sagot ko Naman pero bigla Naman akong natauhan.
"W--wait!!" Sabi ko sabay bawi sa bag. He looked at me.
"Why? I'm thirsty" Sabi niya
Nakisakay na, makikiinom pa.
Hininto ko Yung sasakyan ko sa gilid. Tsaka ako nagsalita.
"Get out!" Sabi ko pero Wala pa rin siyang kibo.
"I said get out!!" Sigaw ko
Kaya dali-dali niyang binuksan Yung pintuan ng kotse tapos ay bumaba.
Kabababa lang Niya. Kumatok na siya agad sa window ng kotse. Ibinaba ko Naman
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