Don't Mess With A Girl

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚟𝚎

Phoebe's POV'S

I am mad, all right, I thought before looking away sa gaze nya.

I mean, sino ba ang hindi magagalit sa kanya? Meron syang nililigawan na babae tapos may gana syang halikan ako?

What a faithful guy! I feel bad kung sino man ang makakatuluyan nito.

"I take your silence as a yes..?"

I turned around, placed my hand sa bewang ko bago ko sya tinignan ng mabuti.

"Sino bang babae hindi magagalit sa ginawa mo?"

He tucked his hands sa front pocket ng pants nya, unable to look at me.

"I know I shouldn't have done that" he looked up, and our eyes met. "But I would be lying if I said I'm sorry."

"So, hindi ka sorry?"

He slowly shook his head. "I'm sorry that what happened makes you mad, but I'm not sorry for my actions."

I closed my eyes, trying to contain my little patience na meron ako para sa kanya. Hindi ko malaman kung pinag lalaruan nya ba ako or what. I sighed before turning at naglakad papunta sa cabinet. Binuksan ko ito, grabbed the mop bucket, filled it with hot water and soap bago ako nag simula linisin ang floor. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him grabbing the other mop and started mopping as well.

"Hindi ko kailangan ng tulong mo."

"I know" sagot nya but didn't stop. "I still want to help."

"Bakit mo ako tinutulungan?"

"Cause why not?" He looked at me with confusion. "It will be faster with another two hands."

Make sense, but... I wouldn't go about to say that to him.

Hinayaan ko na lang sya, him working kung saan yung mga shower stalls and me working kung saan yung mga locker. We stayed away from each other for a while, except na lang yung mga oras na bumabalik sya kung saan yung bucket para linisin ang mop nya, and every time he does that, he will always look at me.

So, sa pang apat na balik nya, I've decided I've had enough.

"Kamukha ko ba si Mona Lisa at lagi kang nakatingin sa akin?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Sorry?"

"I don't like it when people keep staring at me without saying anything. If you want an autograph or a picture, all you have to do is ask"

"Oh."

"Or maybe there's something funny sa mukha ko?" I asked as I went over kung saan ang salamin and looked myself in the mirror. "Mukha pa naman akong tao... unless you think I look liked an alien who wants to take over the world."

He blinked.

I shook my head when he didn't respond. I should probably be kind to him since tinutulungan nya ako, but who says I need his help? Sya nga itong pumilit tumulong. It's not like I asked him to help me, it's the opposite pa nga.

He was quiet for a couple of minutes bago sya nagsalita.

"It just... you remind me of someone," he said, the last sentence was more like a whisper. Kung hindi lang ako nakikinig ng maayos, hindi ko ito maririnig.