We've Met by Mistake (ViceRylle story) - [ON-HOLD]

Chapter 38: Sisteret!

Karylle's POV:

Grabe! Ang hirap ng ganito! Yung alam mong gutom na gutom ka pero di mo magawang kumain ng maayos dahil sa kakaibang aura sa hapag-kainan at mga mata na nakatingin sa akin. Yung tipong lulunukin mo na lang ang pagkain mo, pero nahihirapan ka dahil sobrang awkward ng pakiramdam mo. Di ko alam kung paano ko ba pagagaanin ang mood dito.

Paano ba naman kasi, pakiramdam ko di naniniwala sa excuse ko ang magkapatid na ito kung bakit naitulak ko si Vice kanina nung niyakap niya ako.. Tapos ngayon sabay-sabay kaming kumakain ng hapunan at nararamdaman kong nagsisitayuan ang mga balahibo ko sa katawan dahil sa mga tingin nila..

Lihim kong sinisipa ang paa ni Tito Idol para tulungan sana ako, pero kibit balikat lang ito at pangiti-ngiti lang.. Kaasar di ba! Kung nakakamatay lang talaga ang tingin, kanina pa sana ako pinaglalamayan dito sa sobrang talim ng titig nila.. At kung nakakabingi nga ang katahimikan, I'm definitely a incapacitated person. I'm deaf na!

I cleared my throat to cut the silence.. "Ahhmm.. Sarap ng pagkain noh? Namiss ko ito Tito!" I said enthusiastically while smiling and turn my face to Peter and Vice.. I tried to relax myself and act normal.. So I flashed my sweetest smile. "So, how was your day guys?"

There was a pause for a moment, then Peter answered first. "It's still the usual routine, actually... But not that enlightening without you.." Then he smiled..

Umirap lang naman si Vice.. I swallowed the water on my glass before turning the question to him.. "How about you Vice? How was your day?"..he stared at me without a word while chewing the steak on his mouth..

"You sound like a mother, you know that?" Walang kagana-gana niyang sagot.. *Brr! Lamig nun ah* Bulong ko sa sarili ko.. But I seated properly and leaned forward "No! I'm not your mom.. Never will.. But lets say that.... I c-can be your sis--sister." The last word came out like a whisper but can still be heard.

Tito Martin looked at me with a puzzled face.. I don't know what came into me to say that.. I sighed and masked the nervousness on my face with my smile..

"Sister? Really K?.. Great! Just so great.." He leaned to his seat and laughed sarcastically.. What is wrong with him, so I furrowed my brows "Look! It's my way of telling you that I care.".. After I said that, he stopped laughing and stared at me seriously.. I felt my body got tensed..

"You do care?" He kept on looking at me.. I tried my best to keep my eyes on him. "Why will I not be?"

He leaned forward, resting his arms on the table.. "You tell me, K. Why will you not be?".. I gulped with my eyes still on him..

Tito Martin and Peter were just turning their eyes simultaneously between me and him, confused on what is happening... Well the truth is, I'm so freaking confuse as well.. I have no idea, where the flow of this conversation will go, actually..

I laughed for a moment.. "Vice, I do care. Okay?".. He smirked "Really? Well, then it doesn't show at all."

I lifted my brow.. "It doesn't? Ofcourse it does!"

"Well, sorry K.. Cause it doesn't!"

"Yes, it does! Vice!"

"No, It doesn't!"

"Yes, It does!"

But before Vice's turn to say something, Tito Martin interrupted.. "Okay! Okay! You two already said your point.. And Vice we all do care for you! Period!" We were both mouth-zipped by tito..

"Now, if you excuse.. If you already finished your meal, then remove your butt out of this room immediately.." Tito Idol stated with authority on his tone.. So, as I stand up to walk out, Tito Idol talked.. "And you, young lady! Where do you think you're going?"