Good Boy

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Twelve: Pressure

"...are you... s-scared of me now?" mahina kong tanong sa kanya sabay punas sa bibig ko.

I couldn't breathe after that, I couldn't think properly, I couldn't do anything—I was just frozen at this point.

I would understand kung magagalit siya sa'kin, o mandidiri siya, pero... medyo... medyo masakit kasi kaibigan ko siya.

I don't do friends unless they are Dixons or Diamantes kasi silang naman din ang mga kaibigan ko ngayon.

If Adrian doesn't want to be friends with me anymore... or work with me, I understand, I will understand.

Nagtama ang mga mata na'min sa isa't-isa at ako na ang mismong unang pumutol sa titigan na'min, I was nervous to look at his reaction... at his face.

Narinig ko ang bawat apak ng mga paa niya papalapit nang papalapit sa'kin bago siya umupo sa harap ko.

Mas lalo lang akong ninerbyos dahil sa presensiya niya sa harap ko.

I don't know kung galit siya o... nandidiri siya sa'kin.

"But you're not." sabi niya.

"You're not a Villanueva, you were a victim, kidnapped." dagdag niya.

Wait, alam niya?

Binalik ko ang tingin ko sa kanya habang hawak hawak ko pa rin yung tisyu at yung trash can.

"Alam... mo?"

He chuckled softly and nodded.

"My kuya hinted me a bit about you, kuya Ares. Sabi niya... may nakaraan ka raw sa mga Villanueva noon." explain niya.

"Di ka ba—"

"Natakot? No, hell no, Calla. You worked with Dixons and Diamante kaya 'di ako natakot sa'yo, 'di sinabi sa'kin ni kuya Ares ang lahat pero... I just knew that you were one of the few kids who were kidnapped for their... ways."

Nawala ang kaba sa dibdib ko, parang gusto ko nanamang sumuka pero kaya ko pa naman, kaya ko pa.

"I'm never going to be scared of you, Calla. Never. You're a good person, too good of a person to be like them." tawa niya ulet at umupo sa tabi ko para tulungan ako.

"Yun lang ba? Yun lang ba ang problema mo, hm?"

Tumindig ang balahibo ko sa baba ng boses niya, I know that his voice could be deep but I didn't it'd be this deep, huminga ako nang malalim at umakto na lang na sumuka ako.

He made me nervous again, damn it.

"I'll take you home now. I'll reschedule my meetings for now, okay? I'll order some medicine too."

"D-Don't." away ko sa kanya sabay punas ulet sa bunganga ko.

"Di mo naman... kailangang gawin yo'n... I-I can... t-take care of myself..."

Anong klaseng assistant ako kung pababayaan ko yung boss ko na i-reschedule ang mga meetings niya dahil sa'kin, kung siguro dahil sa pamilya niya or personal stuff then I understand.

He needs to do his work, okay?

He can't reschedule his meetings just because of me, his assistant!

"It's rescheduling, not canceling."

"Adria—"

"No, Calla. I'm your boss, I can make decisions for myself. Now... iuuwi kita, kakain ka tapos iinom ka rin ng gamot na ipapabili ko. If you want to argue with me, argue with me after you're better, okay?"