Head Over Heels (Ricci Rivero Fanfiction)

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AIZA

patulog na ako nung mag ring ang phone ko. gusto ko matulog nang maaga dahil being an iska is just too much to take in. katatapos ko lang mag skincare at wala na akong mask na nilagay kasi hindi ko feel mag mask ngayon. nag night cream lang ako. chineck ko kung sino tumatawag. it's zelly. san na naman ba nagsuot 'tong best friend ko?

PHONE CALL
me: hello siz? matutulog na ako. bukas ka na tumawag please. teka asan ka ba't ang ingay diyan?
guy: ugh hi? is this aiza?
me: sino 'to? boyfriend ka ba ng best friend ko?
guy: i-i wish i am pero i just met her and she just passed out. we're here at xylo bar in bgc.
me: passed out? what do you mean?
guy: she's drunk as fck. she's too clingy and i can't leave her like this. can you come over?
me: i'm on my way. don't ever take advantage of my best friend. i. am. warning. you.
guy: chill. it's actually the other way around.

tumawa pa siya. huh? ano raw? shiiz. zelly castro ano ba ginagawa mo sa sarili mo?

nag black leggings ako at plain white shirt. nag hoodie rin ako ng pink at rubber shoes. i know this is not the usual ootd sa mga bars at mukha akong galing gym pero what the hell hindi naman gimik ang pinunta ko eh. i know i am not really the athletic type pero people always tell me i look like one. they always describe and tell us na kami raw ni zelly yung "mag best friend na weird, masarap kasama kasi kalog at koboy pero walang matinong lovelife kahit ang gaganda naman".

kinuha ko na ang susi ng toyota fortuner ko. i told my brother grey (he's 18) to just go back to sleep, lock the doors and don't wait for me because i have keys. baka magising pa si leia (she's 15), our bunso at may pasok pa bukas. our parents are separated and we had to live together, just the three of us in this big house we used to call home. they both have their own families now. we are all okay. we're like a big family. we perfectly understand that some good things never really last. just like my parent's relationship.

nasa kotse na ako nung marealize ko yung gagawin kong pagsundo kay zelly. jusko anlaki ng bgc. napakamot na lang ako ng ulo when i inserted the key and turned on the ignition. i've never been to any of the bars there. ano naman kayang pumasok sa utak ni zelly to go there and get wasted? i tried using waze. wala naman akong choice. it's the only ferkin' way i know para makapunta. i mean this is an emergency.

mahina ako sa directions lalo na kung gabi na. matatandaan ko naman kung napuntahan ko na yung lugar given na may araw pa.

naliligaw na ako and for the nth time, the guy taking care of zelly keeps on calling me.

PHONE CALL
guy: are you on the way na ba?
*the accent of this guy. foreigner ba siya?*
me: i'm on my way na nga. sorry mister but can you please stop calling me? oh my god. one way? shiiiz.
guy: hey where are you? maybe i can help?
me: no. i can manage. i'll just ask around. just please don't leave my best friend alone.
guy: okay. just hurry up.

good thing i saw a bgc traffic officer doing his route. after ilang directions nahanap ko rin yung bar. and just when i was about to park, a random black trailblazer went by so fast taking my eyed spot. ferk talaga. pag ka minamalas ka nga naman. i saw a tall guy going out of the goddamn car. he immediately went inside. he's busy with his phone. gwapo sana. okay cute na gwapo at mukhang athlete pero mukhang masama ugali. pasalamat siya nagmamadali ako. haaaay. good thing the car beside his pickup maneuvered and drove off. finally! my own sweet spot.

pagpasok ng xylo it was so loud and nahihilo talaga ako sa amoy ng yosi mixed with alcohol so i wore a mask. everyone's looking at me like i'm some kind of murderer. ano first time makakita ng babaeng naka surgical mask ng pink sa isang bar? psh.

when i was about to walk past sa isang table i saw tall guys na nakapalibot at parang may pinag uusapang importante.

guy1: pota naman juancho. can you call her friend again? we went here to have fun.