Kabanata 3
“And as my lips pressed to you,
we're going home tonight.
Our bodies pressed together,
we're going through a fight?”
IZZY smiled quoting my lyrics after listening to the demo vocals. She wore off her ear buds and smiled at me.
“I kind of like your ‘My hips moves faster than hers. Choose me, I do more than flutters.’ though. You know, that single, Choose Me, that you made for me the other time. But I also fell in love with it. Congrats, Lussil.”
She pulled me in for a hug, "You never disappoint. I'll invite you tomorrow when I record it. So that... you’ll finally meet my big brother as well."
Hinagod pa niya ang likod ko to show her affection, bago niya ako binitawan. Napabuntong-hininga na lang ako sa exasperation.
Hindi ko alam kung kakayanin ko ng team sa pagsulat ng kanta. I can barely calm my fucking nerves. Para akong singkati ni Nel, kapag nadidikit sa opposite sex. I couldn’t gurantee this young lady na walang mangyayari sa amin ng kuya niya hanggang magkasama kami sa isang kuwarto.
Fuck.
Just imagine the cold room, dim lit. Ramdam ko ang hininga niya sa pisngi ko habang nagko-collaborate kami. Ramdam ko ang init ng katawan niya sa katawan ko...
My thighs shuddered even just thinking about it, kahit na hindi ko pa nakikita ang kuya ni Izzy.
But since... Izzy is a hot piece of cake... alam kong ganoon rin ang Kuya niya. What do you even expect with the genetic jobs, right?
But I never really expected that Izzy and her said-to-be big brother is still in talking terms. Kasi, kung ako ang tatanungin, I thought, pinutol na niya ang buong koneksyon niya sa kaniyang pamilya. At least, that's what I read on the magazine interviews. Not that I'm curious enough to read, I'm just scanning to see if she mentioned the aongs I write for her. Anyway, I thought it was like that. Either kinakahiya niya ang pamilya niya... o, kinakahiya siya (especially with her sensual image now, it would be possible).
“I really love it, Lussi!” she sung and pulled me in for another hug.
Originally, lyrics that I wrote for Izzy were about hopes and dreams. Unti-unting nagshi-shift ang theme niya, and just recently, her manager suggested that I should start to write sensual lyrics for her.
Love and sex.
Palaging iyon na daw ang category niya. Time changes as well as trends, ika nga. I smiled to her though.
Inabot na agad ng P.A. niyang bago na si Julia ang check sa akin matapos kong ibigay ang CD kay Izzy. Uminom lang ako ng kape sa in-order namin sa Frankie's at saka ay umalis na ako hawak ang ‘sweldo’ ko.
Dumiretso agad ako sa nadaanan kong panibagong coffee shop na nagbebenta ng frappe. Any other coffee shop, h’wag lang ang Frankie’s. Nel couldn't stand Frankie’s whip cream. Napaka choosy talaga ng gaga na ‘yon.
Bumili ako ng tatlo; kung dati ay dalawa lang para sa amin ni Nel, ngayon ay tatlo na dahil sa bago niyang lalaki. Hindi naman ako bastos, para hindi bilhan ang isa dahil kakasweldo ko lang rin naman.
I shoved the coffee holder on the passenger's seat, a bit gentler though, baka biglang tumapon. I pulled out another stick on my cigar pack, tapos ay kumapa ako ng lighter sa ibaba ng console. Hihithit lang ako ng isa bago ako tuluyang umuwi.
I don’t usually take a drag. Ginagawa ko lang iyon kapag marami akong iniisip, especially when I'm writing.
Cigarettes calm my nerves.
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