my sweet escape. park jihoon

12

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CHAPTER.12
ELEANOR

"Mainit pa 'yan, Miss Eli. Hipan mo muna," Jihoon warned, placing the cup of noodles in front of me.

I eventually calmed down after that incident. It was my first time going out at night, without getting drunk and I got scared. Luckily, Jihoon was here. He's always here. I don't know why. But, he's always the person I see whenever I escape from home.

"Uminom ka ba?" bigla niyang tinanong sa akin.

Tinaasan ko siya ng kilay, "Sa tingin mo?"

"Hindi," sagot niya. "Matapang ka pag lasing ka, e." dugtong pa niya.

I slurped the soup in the cup when I felt it was warm na. I wiped my face with my sleeve, causing it to stain on my hoodie. I rubbed it on the table like it was nothing. I heard Jihoon chuckle.

"Paanong matapang?" tanong ko.

"Pag lasing ka, kung saan saan ka nakakapunta, kahit masasagasaan ka na, tatawid ka pa din." paliwanag niya. "Buti na nga lang hindi ka nahuhuli ng police." dugtong niya.

"Sana pala lagi na lang akong lasing." 

Napakunot noo niya, "Baliw. Masama laging umiinom, gusto mo bang mamatay?"

"Oo." mahina kong sagot. 

He sighed heavily, "E, paano naman ako? Ayaw kitang mamatay."

I almost choked from what he said. He's super harot talaga! Nakakairita. I immediately drank my water to recover quickly. He didn't notice it, he was just eating his meal, too.