“Ano ba Tiffany? Papayag ka ba o hindi?!” Naiinip na tanong sa akin ni Denver.
Why does he always force me to have s*x with him?!
"I already said no, Denver!" Nagpumiglas ako pero talagang mahigpit ang pagkakakapit niya sa braso ko.
“Maybe you really don’t love me that’s why you don’t want to do it.”
“Is that what love means to you?! Tangina naman Denver! That's not love! Maybe you just loved me because you have needs and only me can satisfy you! You just loved me because of my fucking body! Asshole!" I shouted at him.
Mabuti nalang at wala masyadong tao ngayon dito sa second floor. Nasa gymnasium ng school ang karamihan sa mga estudyante rito kaya malabong may makarinig sa pinagtatalunan namin ngayon.
“Papayag ka ba o hindi?!” Tila nawawalan na ng pasensyang tanong niya sa akin.
“Ayoko Denver! Bitawan mo nga ako!” Reklamo ko dahil talagang nasasaktan na ako.
“Papayag ka sa ayaw at sa gusto mo.” Denver yelled and pushed me into the restroom.
"Help! Damn it, Denver, let me go!" Pilit akong nanlalaban.
“Don't make any noise!" He yelled again at me and slapped me hard.
He covered my mouth with a handkerchief so I couldn't scream and no one would hear me.
Pero nang magkaroon ako ng pagkakataon ay sinipa ko kaagad siya sa gitna niya. Nabitawan niya ako at dumaing. I punched him three times and didn't stop until I saw him struggling. And the last punch I made was aimed directly at his left eye.
His lips were bleeding, and he had a bruise on his eye. I wasn't satisfied yet, so I grabbed his hair and slammed his head against the wall.
Boom, knocked out.
"You know me, Denver, kapag sinabi kong ayoko ay ayoko. Alam mo ang ugali ko at kung anong maaaring mangyari kapag nagagalit ako, pwe.” I kicked him in the face one last time and he passed out.
He just wants my body. Walang respeto! Kung nung una ay nauuto niya pa ako, ngayon ay hindi na! He's such an asshole.
I'm walking towards the gymnasium now, and there are a lot of students here. May ibang nanatili na lamang sa classroomd nila pero mas lamang pa rin ang estudyanteng pumunta rito.
“Where have you been?” Tanong ni Trinity sa akin nang makalapit ako sa kaniya. “Why is your hair so messy?"
"Just killed someone,"
“Sino na naman ang pinatulan mo ha? Kahit kailan talaga ay napaka mainitin ng ulo mo!”
“Just like you, baka nakakalimutan mong ikaw ang nagturo lahat sa akin nito?” Mayabang kong sagot.
“Whatever girl.” Inirapan niya ako at nakinig na muli sa nagsasalita ro’n sa may stage. “Sino nga?” Muling pangungulit niya.
Inirapan ko siya at ikinuwento sa kaniya ang nangyari at halos marindi ako sa lakas ng boses niya.
“What the hell?! You really did that to your boyfriend?!” She asked me in disbelief.
“What do you expect? If you were in my position, what would you do?" I asked her back. "And fyi, he's never been my boyfriend."
"Of course I'm going to beat him up too! I might even kill him if I can't control myself." She spoke as if she was in my position.
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General FictionThis story is about taking risks. About love and sacrifices for the people you love. It is all about letting go of the things that you think are not meant for you. And the woman who always plays with destiny. Sometimes the universe brings us the rig...
