Fifteen Grace

FG- 10

SHINICHI

"Get down," I muttered.

"Why?!" exclaimed Audrey, ang babaeng nakapaibabaw sa'kin ngayon, "I thought you want a moment of pleasure?"

"Then you're wrong," matigas kong sambit, dismayado sa sarili ko. "Get down and wear your dress." Ipinatong ko sa ibabaw ng damit niya ang pera.

"But-" tututol pa sana siya ngunit agad ko ng hininto ang sasabihin pa niya.

"10 minutes." Sinipat ko ang orasan at binaling ang tingin sa kanya. "Wear your dress or I will be forcing you to leave wearing that," I ram my gaze with her body, only covers with her seductive red lingerie.

"Okay, okay," napipilitan niyang sabi at mabilis na kumilos.

Wala pang sampung minuto ay nakabihis na siya't agad na nakaalis. What had happened was actually my plan. To pretend I am bedding someone while I and Fifteen are staying in the same roof. What I only want is to make her jealous. And basing from her reaction - I failed. She's not jealous; I think I only hit a nerve. Damn, I almost forget her history with her EX. Pinagpalit siya nito sa ibang babae and what I did is the same - whether she's my girl or not, I offended her. Immensely.

I rub my palms on my face. I saw the tears forming in her eyes, threatening to fall down. I badly want to run after her when she abruptly closed the door. But then it's a good thing I didn't dahil mawawalan lang din ng silbi ang plano.

But damn, damn, damn. I am such an idiot.

*****

Kinabukasan.

Kanina pa nakahanda ang agahan pero si Fifteen hindi ay pa rin bumababa. Maaga kong pinakiusapan si Tatay Ronel na bumili ng gamot na maiinom niya para sa ulcer. Tinawagan ko rin kasi si Natalia kagabi para tanungin kung ano ba ang gamot na iniinom ng ate niya, agad din naman niya itong sinagot. Sinabi rin niya sa'kin na hinihintay niyang tawagan s'ya ng ate niya kagabi gamit ang cellphone ko. Marahil ay iyon ang rason nang pagpunta niya sa kwarto namin kagabi.

She, seeing us on that position was not my part of my idiotic plan; I just want her to hear our fake moans. That's all.

Sinipat ko ang wristwatch ko. Quarter to ten na. Pinanhik ko na siya sa kwarto niya at kumatok dahil baka nalipasan na siya ng gutom.

"Fifteen?" Tawag ko, ngunit hindi siya sumagot. "Fifteen?" muli kong tawag. Ilang beses ko pa 'tong inulit ngunit wala talagang sumasagot.

Dito ko na pinihit ang doorknob only to figure out na bukas pala ang kwarto niya. Agad kong nakita ang maayos na kama na para bang walang gumamit nito buong magdamag.

"Fifteen Grace," naiinip ko nang sambit - at sa puntong 'yon ay lumabas siya ng restroom.

"Gracia," pagtatama niya. "Fifteen Gracia Dimalanta ang nakarehistrong pangalan ko," dagdag pa niya, halatang hindi nagustuhan ang pagta-translate ko sa second name niya.

"What? I like how that name slips on my lips," I uttered, pretending that I'm not distracted with her slender form now covers with my towel. I silently groan as I watch the droplets of water freely running from her neck to her shoulders. And her hair - God, her straight dark hair looks longer than usual.

"Whatever," pambabalewala niya sa sinabi ko at bumaling sa'kin ng tuluyan. "What are you doing here, Shinichi?"

"You're hot," out of this world kong nasabi. Bigla naman akong natauhan at napaiwas ng tingin sa kanya. Hush, Libido. This is not the right time.

"Don't compare me with those girls you're bedding," matigas niyang sambit at tinalikuran ako upang kumuha ng damit sa drawer.

"Kumain na tayo, para makainom ka na ng gamot." Pag-iiba ko na lamang ng usapan.