Cutting Her Horn [On-Going]

Chapter 1- Daks?

One week before summer ends, I need to buy my school necessities personally. As I woke up, I immediately fixed myself to go to the mall. I wear my black croptop that I bought recently from our US trip last week. Pairing it with a high-waisted black shorts and my favorite limited edition devil inspired low-cut shoes having colors of black and little touch of red being the horns print design. To add more fashion, I tied a red handkerchief with an aesthetic designs to my hair plus my simple small bag. Feeling overwhelmed with my looks, I went out from my walk-in closet diretso palabas ng aming house.

"Roger!", walang modo kong sigaw sa aking driver pagkalabas ko pa lamang ng aming mansion. Ang pinakaayaw ko sa lahat ay iyong pinaghihintay ako lalo pa't nagmamadali ako ngayon dahil marami akong kailangang bilhin.

"Roger!!", I shouted again hysterically and there he is. Mukhang pagod na tumatakbo papunta sa akin at pinagpapawisan.

"Sorry maam." he said apologetically.

"You're fired. Get your things and leave this place." kalmado ang aking pananalita ngunit nanggagalaiti na ang aking mukha dahil sa galit.

" This is your sahod for this month! Get out of my face. Now!!" Fuck, ayoko sanang ma stress ngayon kasi maganda ang gising ko pero dahil sa nangyari, nag-iinit na naman ako!!

Wala na akong pakialam sa kanya- sa kanila. I have no choice but to get the keys of my new car and decided to use it. Ayo'ko sanang gamitin ito pero damn that useless driver!

Mabilis kong hinatak ang daan patungo sa mall. Kung minamalas ka nga naman tangina, super traffic.

"Bilisan niyo mga pakers!!" Sigaw ko sa loob ng kotse kahit alam kong walang makakarinig sa'kin. Busina na rin ako nang busina kahit alam kong wala itong magagawa.

Fuck traffic!!

"You've reach your destination", sabi ng aking Waze pagkapark ko ng aking kotse. "Alam ko, gaga!"

I went straight to the National Book Store and bought my needs. Marami akong kailangan kasi Engineer ang i te-take ko for my college. Pinili ko yung mga designs na parang "sharp". Kung hindi black ay bloody read ang mga kulay nito. I also gave my newly-purchased calculator sa designer at pina-customize ng devil art.

Yes! I love devil! I love myself!

After that, iniwan ko na lang ang mga pinamili ko at pinakuha sa yaya namin para iuwi.

Duh, san ka pa nakakita ng magandang demonyong nagbubuhat ng marami?

I immediately went to Starbucks to rest from a tiring errand.

" Ferdaks!" Sigaw ng isang ate and it got my attention.

Sana all daks haha! I playfully grin as those words came to my mind unconsciously.

I heard some gossips and laughs around me having the same thing on our minds upon hearing the ugly name.

Lumapit naman ang isang lalaki to get what he ordered. He is tall and well, in fairness, he has a face but still, I don't care if he wears a plain white shirt that fits him nice, a boyfriend jeans and a neat white shoes. Simple but bagay sa kanya.

When he finally faced us, his eyes are sparkling, he has a pointed nose and thin lips. His hair is firmed and his jaw is- shit! What am I saying? I don't care! Stoooop!!!

The gossips did not stop but it changed. From bad words to praises!

"His name is ugly but he's hot as fuck"

"He's handsome"

"Type ko siya sis"

I heard them. I don't care.

"Lucy!" agad na namang sigaw ng babae and i rushed to get mine. On my way, my phone rang and I got it fast from my bag. Not seeing my way, habang nagmamadali, nasagi ko ang lalaki and his iced coffee is natapon all over my crop top. Shit! Ang lamig putangina!

"Fuck you! Fuck the fucking you! Look what you've done idiot!! Stupid bastard!!" Galit na galit ako!! Napakamalas ng araw na 'to! "Ano? Tutunganga ka na lamang diyan? How ugly human being!!"

"Sungit naman nito" bulong niya.

"What are you saying Fer the fucking daks!!" the crowd laughed.

"Sorry miss ganda" he said, solemnly and he made face.

"I know that I'm beautiful as hell but I don't need your praises. What can you do to my expensive cloth you fucking ass!"

"Bayaran ko na lang miss, sorry"

"You can't afford it!"

He looked down.

"You know what you can afford?"

He looked at me with amusement.

"This!" I said tapos tinuhod ko ang nasa gitna ng mga hita niya. I smiled and the crowd laughed.

"Tangina, ang sakit" rinig kong bulong niya habang hinahawakan ito at di mapakali sa pagtalon.

I walked out but I remember something.

"Ferdaks pangalan mo pero parang jutay ka naman!" I shouted and went to the comfort room and then called my yaya to buy me a black shirt and told her what my size is.

After a very long day, umuwi na'ko.

Agad akong dumiretso sa banyo ko kasi anlagkit ko na. After half an hour lumabas na'ko and wear my pajamas. I opened my twitter as I dry my hair.

While swiping and reading some tweets, I got notified.

' Ferdox followed you'

The audacity of this bullshit!!

How did he know me? Huwag niyong sabihin na- fuck!

Tinignan ko ang bag kong ginamit ko pero wala na yung papel na pinagsulatan ko ng mga binili ko kanina.

Nahulog? Paano?

Naalala ko na naman kaninang natapunan ako. That was embarrassing! I'm rushing kasi - hindi kaya nahulog ko kanina habang kinuha ko ang phone ko? Tama!

Pero pa'no niya nalaman ang name ko?

Then I realized, the paper that I used was personalized and it has my name on the bottom right part of it.

I visited his profile and his bio says " Volleyball Player" .

His last tweet was " sorry miss ganda :( "

I pressed back then sent a DM to him.

" Fuck you. Remember my name because I will make you live your life as hell!"

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