CHAPTER 6
Confused
My stomach aches. Shit! Tuluyan akong bumangon sa kama kahit pa gustong gusto kong matulog. I went immediately as fast as I can to the comfort room.
Buti na lang at nakita ko kaagad ang daan papuntang cr. I throw up when I reached the cubicle. I even hug the cubicle tightly to get some force to throw up. Shit! It sucks! The smell is so alcoholic!
Damn!
After minutes of throwing up, para akong nabunutan ng tinik. Ang gaan ng pakiramdam ko but I have no strength to get up!
Hindi ko kayang maglakad dahil nanghihina ako. Damn this!
Biglang bumukas ang pintoan ng banyo.
"What the hell! Are you okay?" Umiling ako. Naramdaman kong magsususka pa ako kaya sinagad ko na.
Eros helped me to stand after the last throw up. Hindi ako makapagsalita, knowing I was throwing up there, and I smelled like a dead frog! Shit. Gusto ko ngang kumalas sa hawak niya, but I was so out of strength to push him.
Nakakahiya!
"And why are you bathing alcohol last night?" Hinarap ako ni Eros na nakapameywang pagkatapos niya akong buhatin at ihiniga sa kama.
"I was having fun." Mahinang sambit ko habang nakapikit ang aking mga mata. I'm still sleepy!
"Drinking five glass of Hennessy and two glass of vodka? Are you damn planning to end your life?!" He said it with full of frustration.
Yeah! Ako na ang mali. Dumilat ako at napagtantong, si Nelly! Oh my god! Muntik na akong ma rape last night, now where is Nelly?!
"Si Nelly?!" I asked ignoring his damn litany. Napakamot tuloy siya sa ulo at marahas na bumuntong hininga. He remained silent.
"I'm sorry." I added. Yumuko ako when I noticed the sudden change of air.
And where I am now? Linibot ko ang paningin ko sa buong kwarto. It's amazing! The black and white interior design! Wow!
The big and wide royal blue curtains blocked the sunlight from coming through the wide glass window. The king size bed, the mini bookshelves, the wide closet and of course beside is the bathroom. The paintings on the wall added it's unique complementary design match with the classic paint.
The chandelier hung beautifully on the center brown french kissame, together with the four corners of dim lights. But it's off, I can't see how it shines.
"Wrap yourself. Breakfast is ready." But before he could walked away, I stood immediately making him stop a bit and stare at me like I'm a living statue.
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