Hulyo Setyembre (The Rascals 1)

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Chapter 6

SEPTEMBER

"Hoy! Ikaw na leche ka, yung mga litrato niyo ni Aubrey na malalaswa wag mong ikinakalat-kalat! Naalibadbaran ako sa kamunduhan niyo!" Pagkababang pagkababa ko ng hagdan ay ang iritadong mukha na agad ng bruhang buntis ang bumungad sa akin.

She threw a photograph in mid-air and it landed near my left foot. I yawned before bending over to pick it up. Napakunot naman ang noo ko. Saan niya naman kaya ito nakuha?

"Ang laswa niyo! Kinukuhanan niyo pa ng litrato!" she hissed at me and gave me hostile stare.

"Pakialamera ka talaga. Hayaan mo na nga ako sa buhay ko. Pasalamat ka nga riyan at pinatira kita rito sa bahay ko, kung hindi ay nasa kangkungan ka na!" naiinis kong ganti na ikinataas naman ng kilay niya.

"Punyeta ka! Wala lang akong choice!" She glared at me before marching out of sight. Napabuntong-hininga ako. Kung malalaman niya lang na may mga sex video rin kaming dalawa ni Aubrey na itinatago ko sa laptop ko, nako baka kung ano na ang maging reaksyon niya. Baka palayasin pa niya ako sa sarili kong bahay. Maldita talaga, palala nang palala.

Napailing ako. Pumunta ako sa kusina at nagbukas ng ref. Buti na lang at may natira pang pizza, ininit ko na lang bago ako pumanhik sa itaas. I knocked on Yuna's door.

"I have pizza," I called from outside and it took her a few seconds to open her bedroom door for me. And when she did, the pregnant witch grabbed the box and slammed the door on me.

"Fuck it, Yuna! What the hell is wrong with you!" Galit na kinatok ko nang sunod-sunod ang pintuan pero hindi naman siya lumabas. "Hindi lang 'yan para sa'yo! Hati tayo riyan! Wag kang sugapa sa pizza!" muli kong sigaw.

Nakarinig ako ng mga dabog bago siya sumilip, inabutan niya ako ng isang slice bago ibinagsak muli ang pinto. The fuck is this!

"Cockhead! Bahala ka sa buhay mo, malaswa kang leche ka!" sigaw niya mula sa loob. Her television blared to life and it was on full fucking volume.

Angrily, I took a harsh bite on the pizza before marching downstairs again for some beer. Naiinis ako talaga. Bumalik na lang tuloy ako sa kuwarto ko at nagbukas ng laptop. I stared at the photo of me and Aubrey that Yuna saw, anong malaswa naman dito eh hindi naman kita ang katawan namin? Hindi ba puwedeng liberated lang kami pareho?

I inserted the photo in between the pages of a random book and placed it over the table. I opened my laptop and logged on my private Facebook account.

Napangisi ako nang makitang matapos ang halos isang taon ay nagpalit na ng display picture si Zade. It was a throwback picture during his stay in Maldives with his wife a couple of years ago. He's not active on social media unlike me and Lyric.

Lyric uploaded another video of him singing while his brother Rhythm played the guitar. They are slowly rising in the music industry. I almost laughed when I remembered how I used to envy the two of them because they had great names. Lyric Scott and Rhythm Kirby McKnight. While I? I was stuck with a shitty name, Hulyo Setyembre Abrigo.

It kind of sucks that my mother named me after the month my father started courting her. To make it worse, she even gave me an equally weird second name. It was the month she answered him with a yes. What kind of mother would name her son Hulyo Setyembre? Growing up, I had to convince every single person I know to call me Julius September.

I got in a fight when I was young. There was this assbag classmate who mistakenly called me Hulyo in front of the whole damn class. Everything turned black, and when I regained my rationality, he was already on the ground and cowering while my fist was tightly clenched. Of course, my mother grounded me for that.