First Installment for the MAYHEM series
"Innocence was never meant to be addictive."
Addiction has been a part of Kyson Montenegro's nature, and women, in particular have always been his favorite obsession. Being the lead singer in a band has its pe...
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For the next two weeks, I have developed a routine. Classes, work, study, and occasional visits from Kyson. My classes weren't bad. I love my subjects, except for the public speaking one. I wasn't ready for that. I was trying to prepare myself for the day I had to actually stand in front of everyone and talk, but so far the professor hadn't called me out.
Maganda rin ang trabaho ko. Si Mr. Buenaventura ay parating may mga special customers tuwing hapon, at ako naman ay tinuturuan ng mga kasama ko doon kung ano ang mga dapat at hindi dapat gawin. There was one time when I had accidentally poured a lot of cream doon sa kape ng isa sa mga customers pero mabuti na lamang at sinalo ako kaagad ng isa sa mga kasama ko at sinabing siya na ang bahala doon. Ang babait nila at dahil doon ay natutuwa ako.
May mga pagkakataon din na dumadalaw si Lucas na may dalang doughnuts habang may malawak na ngiti sa labi niya. Nagdala rin siya ng mga sandwiches isang araw na galing pa sa isang sikat na kainan dito at saka niya ako inaya sa labas para kainin namin iyon.
He put me at ease, and for the first time in my life I wasn't constantly worried about what he might think of me. He just seemed accepting of my faults and he was nice.
I finally had a friend.
Then there was Kyson. He also seemed to want to be my friend, and I was grateful that he was so nice. He always stopped by to check on me, and more than once he had brought Chinese food with him and said he needed my help eating it. He was curious about school, and he asked a lot of questions. Then he told me funny stories about his friends and things that had happened to them during performances.
I always laughed so hard with Kyson. But . . . there was a difference. I was always on edge with him. I couldn't stop my head from escaping with images of Kyson and playing out scenarios that I shouldn't think about with a friend.
I was attracted to Kyson. I had been since the first time I met him, and while he was trying so hard to be a good friend, I was lying in my bed at night with images of Kyson in my head.
That was the evil in me.
It made me feel guilty every time I saw him. Especially on the mornings he stopped by and I was still dealing with the dream I'd had of him the night before.
Ni minsan ay hindi naman nagpakita ng motibo si Kyson sa akin. He was just a nice guy. A really sexy nice guy. I could stare at him for hours and never get bored.
