The Chef [COMPLETED]

Kitchen Three

Mature language.

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Dimitri

After taking another long cold shower at my condo, I headed to the bar where I'm meeting my shïtty cousins. I can't be alone tonight, I can't stop feeling cranky about something or someone.

I found my way to the table being occupied by Enrique and Vaughn. "You don't smell of flowers bro.." I kidded and fist bumped with Enrique. He's being groomed to take over their wedding boutique business and has been doing gay stuff lately--flower arrangements being one of them and other things that only God knows what.

"I see someone has a death-wish." Dark clouds are evident on Enrique's face. Dinala nito sa bibig ang cogniac glass.

"Riiight." I grabbed one of the chairs and looked around. "Where are the others?" I queried, talking about our other male cousins.

"Püssy-whipped perhaps." Vaughn said with disgust written in his handsomely-rugged face.

"Ahh." Kami na lang pala ang natitirang officially single and available na barako sa angkan? "Why are you two alone? Where are your girls?" Isinilid ko sa bulsa ang isa kong kamay at ang isa inabot ang bote ng beer sa mesa.

Huminto ang boteng tangan ni Vaughn malapit sa labi. "Amanda's becoming a psycho-clingy-bitch." At inisang tungga nito ang laman ng bote.

I choked on my beer. I raised both of my brows at him.

Dra. Amanda Estanislao. A politician's grand-daughter. I did warn him about her reputation. But I guess he was more focused on doing her than her awful obsessive reputation. I gave him my infamous I-told-you-so look.

"I did warn you about her clingy-obsessive ways though." For someone who works in the secret intelligence service, his dïck always gets the better of him. Well, Vaughn's a grown up man capable of protecting himself and I don't really care as long as these possessive psycho-girlfriends are not after me.

"Tell me about it. How's Alexandrea?" Balik-tanong ni Vaughn, inilapag ang bote sa mesa. Isang malakas na musika ang pumailanlang sa buong club.

Napangiti ako sa pangalang binanggit ni Vaughn. "She's perfect. My favorite even after a couple of months." Wika ko. I like Alexandrea, hindi siya nagdedemand ng panahon, o atensyon. Kung ano lang ang kaya kong ibigay, masaya na siya. She doesn't care about label.

Bigla-bigla na lamang ang pagsulpot ng isang maganda't maputlang mukha sa isipan ko. Nang kanyang mala-porselanang balat, malalambot at mapupulang labi.. I can't help feeling frustrated about it, again.

Fück it. Iritable kong mura sa isipan.

"Hindi ka pa ba seryoso sa kanya? Siya ang pinakamatagal mong kalaro ah." Si Enrique na ang mukha ay nakabaling sa bartender na babae nang bar. Nagkibit-balikat lang ako sa tanong ni Enrique. Kapag sinabing seryoso, it means putting a label and announcing my relationship with Alexandrea to the public.

We are just fvck buddies for now. We are just compatible in bed, heck, I'm compatible in bed with a lot of women.

Kaya hindi ko maintindihan kung anong sinasabi ng mga ito. Hindi ko pa nararamdaman iyong need na magising na kasama ito araw-araw. Hindi ko pa nararamdaman iyon sa kahit kaninong babaeng mga nakasiping ko na.

Pa-simple kong tiningnan ang nakakuha ng atensyon ni Enrique. Maganda. Morena. Matangkad. Maganda ang hubog ng katawan. Napangiti na lamang ako at patuksong tumingin kay Enrique. Halos pare-pareho ang tipo namin sa babae.