I Caught Fire In Your Eyes

I'm Melting In Your Eyes

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“Kyaaaah! He’s so gwapo!” A girl all but shrieked as we walked past her and her cronies.

So what?! He’s a pest! A huge parasitic disease-carrying with a mouth kind of pest that shadows my everywhere! It has already been three months pero hindi pa din ako maka-get over. Paano ba naman kasi… naging buntot ko siya. Ilang beses ko siyang pinagtangkaang takasan pero lagi niya ako nahuhuli and he would embarrassingly carry me like a sack of rice across his shoulder. I tried to escape through the small window in the comfort room, the only place where he can’t follow me, but he still caught me. At ang masama nito, ever since then he would follow me inside the comfort room and would stand guard beside the door.

Argh! He doesn’t listen to what I have to say but executes all of my Dad’s orders down to the comma and period. He’s beyond pissing me off. He even kept me awake during classes when I wanted to sleep because I stayed up the night before playing games on my xbox. He told my parents about it and guess-freaking-what… Dad asked him to guard me at night as well. How? He’s now staying at my room. Sleeping on the floor at the foot of my bed! And he’s such a light sleeper and gets cranky if I wake him up in the middle of his sleep with my tossing and turning on the bed!

The only time I’m free of his presence is during Friday evenings, Saturdays and Sundays because it’s his rest day. But come Sunday night nakabantay na ulit siya sa’kin. It’s suffocating!

But the worst of all, aside from him shadowing me 24 hours during weekdays, is that he speaks! He always has a smart answer for everything! If I call him names, he would shamelessly do the same to me. I’ve called him pervert, opportunist, jackal, buttface, and every crooked word that I know and in return he called me spoiled-brat, isip-bata, undeveloped (as he bore a gaze on my breast), walang sex-appeal, and worst of all… is Kamahalan!

I’ve called him ‘gay’ one time because of his hair. One time lang kasi wala na akong balak maulit pa for his form of punishment is so brutal. He grabbed my neck and pushed me up on my bedroom wall only to kiss me like the first time, marubdod, no ounce of gentleness. And when he was satisfied, he suddenly let go of me and gave me a sardonic look.

“Tawagin mo ulit akong bakla at bibigyan kita ng patunay na ako ay hinde!” pananakot pa niya.

Kaya tampo ako sa mga parents ko to the nth degree! I’m giving them the silent treatment. And the boys… I’m blaming them for making an ass of themselves thus making this pest here look so competent. But all in all, I’m mad at the world right now! 

“What’s your number handsome?” pahabol na tanong ng kung sino mang malandi yun. Don’t just take his number, take him. I need him out of my life… is what I wanted to say but I have to act with decorum.

“0 – 9 – 3 – 9…”

I frowned as soon as I heard his voice. Is he seriously giving out his number?!

“… N – O – T… IN – TE – RES – TED!”

A smile blossomed on my face but I immediately put my mask of indifference on. I wouldn’t give this pest the satisfaction of seeing me smile much less laugh at his sense of humor. And I tell you he has a lot!

I continued walking, past the room for my next class.

“Kamahalan, lampas ka na sa room mo.” Sabi niya sa likod ko na hindi ko pinansin. I don’t want to attend classes anymore. The teachers, the other girls… hah… I just want to get away from them. The way they act around him makes me sick. The whisperings about why I get to have special treatment from the administration because I get to have a male bodyguard; about my real relationship with him; about my sexual preferences… whether I’m into commoners or not. Not like he looks like a commoner right now. He cleaned up nicely and his hair is even neatly gathered and tied together with a Sanrio.