Deceret Series #1: His Lips On My Neck

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Umagang-umaga ay sobrang magulo na ang bahay. I woke up groggily, trying to squint my eyes from the harsh sunlight that entered my room through my big, naked windows. The housemaid must've taken the curtains a day before to wash it.

Isang marahang katok mula sa pintuan at imbes na matulog ulit ay napilitan akong bumangon. I yawned and went to the door, still in my night down. Nang buksan ko ito ay mukha ng isa sa mga kasambahay namin ang bumungad sa akin.

"Senyorita, kanina pa po kayo hinahanap sa baba..."

"Bakit, anong oras na ba?" tanong ko sa kaniya, bahagyang hilo pa rin mula sa pagkakatulog.

"Alas syete y media na po, Senyorita. Nagagalit na po ang mommy niyo kasi kanina pa po kayo hinahanap."

I pursed my lips and nodded my head. Umalis din naman ang kasambahay matapos ko siyang pabulaanan na bababa din ako pagkatapos. I went back to my room, still barefoot and in my tiny night gown when I passed by my life-sized mirror.

My cheeks are flushed. Pati ang ilong ko. Suminghot-singhot ako at napapikit sa tindi ng sakit ng lalamunan.

Damn.

I groaned out loud. I am sick from yesterday's rain! And the party is going to be tonight. All the more I don't want to go out and just mull inside my room.

"Stormie!"

Malalakas na katok ang bumulabog sa akin habang nagbibihis ako. I quickly pulled my skirt and zipped it up before rushing towards the door. Mother's scowling face greeted me.

"What's gotten into you, huh? The guests downstairs are waiting. Nakakahiya ka!" mariin pero sa mababang boses niyang wika.

I opened my mouth to speak, but decided not to. Shantel popped out from Mom's back, already dressed in her peach skirt and cream blouse. She waved at me and mouthed 'morning'.

"I'll be down in a sec, Mommy..." nakayuko kong wika.

My mother rolled her eyes and murmured something angrily under her breath as she and Shantel hurried downstairs. My twin sister winked at me before disappearing. I sighed and closed the door again.

Mabagal ang paglalakad ko patungo sa drawer kung saan ko madalas tinatago ang mga gamot na iniinom. I took a pill today, and looked for something that could aid my cold.

Matapos inumin ang mga gamot ay nag-headband nalang ako para hindi halatang walang ayos ang buhok ko at bumaba na. From a distance, I could see my cousins and some of my father's important political friends circling the table.

"Hi, Stormie..." bati sa akin ng isa kong pinsan, si Elizabeth.

"Hi, Beth." Tipid kong sagot sa kaniya sa garalgal na boses.

"My, my! Ang ganda na ni Stormie! Pareho kayong magaganda ng kambal mo..." puri sa akin ni Tita Helen, habang kumikislap ang mata. She is my mother's sister and a brilliant in fashion designing. Siya dapat ang magde-design sa ball gowns naming dalawa ni Shantel pero dahil busy siya ay naghanap nalang si mommy ng iba at nang makakatrabaho ora mismo.

"Thank you, Tita Helen." Mahinhin kong sagot bago inokupa ang upuan sa tabi ni Shantel.

"Shall we pray first?" my father said gruffly before putting his newspaper down. My cheeks reddened when I realized na ako nalang pala ang hinihintay nila bago makakain ng breakfast.

We muttered our silent prayer and started the breakfast. Everyone is excited for the party earlier while I am trying not to choke on my food because of my cold. And to make things worse, everything tastes so bland to me right now.