Lumabas si Twain para ibukas ang pinto ng sasakyan nya para sa akin. I smiled because of how gentleman he is.
Naka sandal lang kami sa sasakyan nya. I am so happy to be with him.
"So.. Hindi ka na talaga sa condo matutulog?" tanong nya sa akin.
Tumango ako, "Yeah. Baka kasi mag alala na naman si Kuya James."
Tumawa sya ng mahina at humarap sa akin. Nilapat nya ang kamay nya sa sasakyan, now hindi na ako makakatakas sakanya.
"Another PDA!" umirap ako habang tumatawa ng mahina.
Umiling sya, "I don't care. No one can see us here."
Pumikit ako nang ilapat nya na ang bibig nya sa lips ko. I cling my hands on Twain's neck while he is holding my waist.
Everything was fine until someone punched Twain. Naimulat ko ang mata ko and I saw him na natumba dahil sa lakas ng suntok ni Ethan.
What.
Ethan?
"What the hell is wrong with you, Ethan?!" tinulak ko ang dibdib nya.
Ethan caught me and Twain kissing right here at the parking lot. I didn't know that he's here. The fuck.
"I told you already, Ziah!" his eyes were full of emotions.
Emotions that I couldn't contain, I couldn't handle. His eyes are full of anger, madness, hatred and pain.
I don't know which of those emotions are the worst.
"Don't tell me I didn't warn you," lumapit sya sa amin ni Twain, and he pushed Twain away again.
"What is your problem, Ethan?! Why are you like this?" itinulak ko sya ulit, "I feel so fucking suffocated!"
He suddenly stopped. He wiped something from his eyes and then looked at us with those cold eyes. I was stunned because of how he reacts.
"I will tell them about what happened between us," pananakot nya sa akin.
Nanikip ang dibdib ko and then my knees trembled. Agad akong lumingon kay Twain and now he's giving me the 'what is he talking about?' look.
I bit my lower lip as I walk towards Ethan. I am not yet ready to tell Twain about it. This is not the right time.
"I'm begging you, Ethan.." mahigpit akong napa-hawak sa kamay nya, "Please.. don't tell him about it."
"You know the condition," tinignan nya ako ng matalim, "Bawal mo na syang lapitan. Bawal ka nang lumapit kahit na kanino unless I said so."
"What?!" halos lumabas na ang mata ko dahil sa sinabi nya, "Are you fucking serious?"
"I am," seryoso nyang sagot.
"No fucking way!" hinampas ko ang dibdib nya.
"Yes way or else..." pagbabanta nya.
Napabuntong hininga ako. I've never been this frustrated my whole life.
"Twain, let's talk after this. I'm so sorry," sabi ko.
Tinignan nya lang ako while wiping blood on the side of his lips. I hate to see him that way.
"Let's go!" gigil na kinuha ni Ethan ang braso ko.
"What the fuck is your problem?!" bulyaw ko rin sa kanya, "Nasasaktan ako! Ano ba!"
"Hindi ba sinabi ko nang 'wag ka nang makikipag-kita pa kay Twain?!" kinuha nya ang bag ko at tuluyan akong hinatak.
