Angels With Filthy Souls R-18 (COMPLETED)

#5

Ilang araw na lang at Pasko na pero wala pa akong regalong nabibili. Ayaw naman akong palabasin ni Daddy unless kasama ko si Mommy but Mom is with him all the time. How am I supposed to do shopping then?

I can't even do a shop online since my gadgets are still not with me. I really don't get my dad sometimes, he's so vague and frustrating, of course. One moment we are okay the next is he is back to being uptight. Kaya naman para rin akong urong-sulong sa bawat desisyon na gagawin ko. I need to reconsider and think about the thoroughly. Tinamad na rin akong pilitin si Daddy na payagan ako dahil alam ko naman kung ano ang magiging desisyon at 'yun at hindi. Isa pa hindi naman ako mapilit, 'pag ayaw oh, e di ayaw. Dalawang bagay lang naman ang mangyayari kapag pinilit ko ang gusto ko, grounded o 'di naman kaya ay ipatapon na naman ako sa bahay ni Kuya EA.

Kawawa, heh. I know so I really don't know why do they still want my life. Because of what? Bachelor-hot brothers, ay kung alam nila ang totoo.

Nasa loob lang ako ng entertainment room dito sa loob ng bahay. Nakasabit sa wall ang 75 inches Smart TV na siyang makikita mo pagkabukas na pagkabukas ng pinto. The whole room is carpeted and soundproofed. On the left is the mini bar stocked with various alcohols with famous names from the wines, whiskeys, brandy and many more. Adjacent to that mini bar is the door to the mini library which is customized for me. Mostly of my books are classics and cotemporary genre. The room is painted with white color paint while mine is pink.

"Joe," I groan as I jut my lower lip while staring at Penn Badgely act. Umayos ako ng pagkakadapa sa loveseat at ipinahinga ang mukha sa kamay ko. I am close on finishing this series from Netflix called You. Though the kind of love here is way too overboard, say psychotic, I still love how Penn Badgely act. I like how he control things according to his plans; what Joe wants, Joe gets.

Napatingin ako sa biglang pagbukas ng pinto. Nasilaw pa ako ng kaunti sa ilaw mula sa labas at doon ko nakita ang marahang pagpasok ni Ninong, pati pagsara ng pinto ay sa marahang paraan din. The room went dark again since the blinds are down and the only light here is coming from the television.

I fix my eyes back to the TV as I feel the other end of the loveseat sinks. It feels like his mere presence can slow my breathing. The heat coming from him is what tickles my feet and stomach, damn these butterflies.

"That's absurd, why are you even watching that?" I look at him over my shoulder, his eyes were still on the screen. Nakahalukipkip pa siya habang seryosong nanoood,

"Hello? I am 18 po, I know what I am watching."

"And your standards include a series of romanticizing a killer?" Tumahimik na lang ako at hindi na lang pinansin ang tanong niya. The atmosphere of the room becomes dense and the oxygen seems insufficient as Joe and Beck do their intimate scene. I gulp and hard I hear him clear his throat. Nagulat pa ako nang bigla niyang inabot ang remote at pinatay ang TV.

Biglang dumilim ang paligid at wala ni isa sa aming dalawa ang nagtangkang magsalita. Only our deep synchronized breathings are audible.

I freeze when his fingers touch my sole. My toes automatically curl as I let myself shiver from that simple touch of his. I open my mouth to say something but words run out from my mouth as his fingers move in a circular motion.

"Ninong," I groan inwardly. Nang pilat ko siyang ianinag sa dilim ay nakita ko na sa akin siya nakatingin. Despite the darkness, his stares are burning me. He stops moving his fingers and I don't know why is there a punch of disappointment in my stomach. He grabs my heels instead.

"Ano po ang ginagawa niyo?" I cannot even explain what I am feeling. I do not feel violated but the anticipation mixed with excitement settle on my abdomen. Is this what I want? Why is he doing this to me? Does he want me? The idea scares me making me pull my feet and sits up.