Prince's Downfall(Inc Chaps)

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Faith Serenity

“Dickie!” I screeched as I opened the door but to my horror, a blazing pair of eyes greeted my face.

I giggled and partly covered my lips. “My…my Crush.” Kinagat ko ang labi ko dahil hindi pala si Dickie ang pinagbuksan ko kung hindi si Paul Shalem. Ang aga naman ng isang ito. Alas nueve pa lang ng umaga nandito na kaagad siya.

Umuwi sila kagabi, alas dos na ng madaling araw.

He still looks sleepy while I had a peaceful sleep.

“Seems excited meeting that penis!” he commented, pursing his lips.

“Oo,” I nodded. Ang bulgar.

I’ll never lie about it. I really miss that guy. Kahit paano ay naging inspirasyon ko rin naman ‘yon noong high school ako.

Inabot ko ang kamay ni Paul at hinila siya papasok dahil nangunot ang noo niya. “And you really admit it. You miss a guy who’s waiting for you divorce with your future husband. Ganoon ba ang lalaking dapat mong ma-miss?”
Napalabi ako at niyakap ko ang braso niya.

“I admit it because I don’t want to lie. I’m excited to see him but you don’t have to be jealous about it. Not jealous as in jealous. Alam kong hindi ka naman nagseselos. We’re just starting yet. He’s just a friend and his words weren’t  serious anyway. He was just kidding me.”

“Kidding you but he meant it. He was helping you grow confidence so that you’ll never be afraid to back out and run away before or after our marriage because you have him.” Masungit na sabi niya kaya naman sinimangutan ko siya.

“Ay advance.” I smiled when I looked up at him and Paul sighed.

Sabay kaming tumingin sa elevator nang tumunog ‘yon at lumabas doon si Fatimah, may dalang malaking bag, her new Louis Vuitton bag from my Dad.
May kinalkal iyon sa loob at tumigil nang makita kami ni Paul.

“Good morning, Tita.” I greeted her happily but the reaction is cold.

Tinanguan ako nito pero ang mga mata ay nakay Paul Shalem.

“Good morning.” He greeted her, too when I nudged him.

“There’s no good in the morning, not when I see your face.” She fired sharply and that made me blink.

A soft chuckle came past Paul’s lips when he looked down on me.

“Excuse me.” Ani Fatimah at nagtitimpi ako na sagutin ito.

Sino ba siya para bastusin ang bisita ko? Isa rin naman siyang nakikitira rito pero ayoko ‘yon na isumbat. I know she doesn’t like Paul but it’s too rude to say it straight right in front of his face.

“I’m…sorry…about that.” Nahihiya kong sabi sa kanya nang makalabas na ang madrasta ko sa pinto.

He smiled at me and chucked my chin. “No worries, angel. I’m good. I told you I can handle her kind.”

“But things were settled. Makakasama mo siya rito sa bahay. Hindi ko naman pwedeng ihiwalay si Dad sa kanya if ever we’re going to live somewhere else. She’s my father’s wife. Medyo bruha lang talaga yata siya.” Nasabi ko na tuloy pero napatakip ako sa bibig.
I’m bad.

Tumawa lang si Paul at naupo siya sa sofa, with feet on the table.

“Do I look like I’m affected?” he pouted.