It was just a whole day, but it feels like a year. Konti nalang mababaliw na 'ko. Hindi ako sanay na ganito, I am used to a life where I am really free. But in a blink, I am here, like a prison; being forced to spread her legs whenever he wants.
Nakapagluto na rin ako kaya wala nang gagawin. It makes me miss my parents even more. Gusto ko manlang sana silang makausap pero sira na nga ang cellphone ko. May telephone dito pero office number lang naman ni Nick pwede 'yon.
It is late afternoon, I somewhat wants to comfort myself. I feel so down and I do not want my anxiety taking over. And I have to work on it.
I sighed and went on front of the phone. I should at least try. Hindi naman ako tatakas. Gusto ko lang talagang lumabas.
I hissed and called him. I was hesitant and my fear got worse when someone picked the phone.
["Mendoza Group of Companies."]
"Good evening. Can I talk to Nick Mendoza?"
["Who's on the line? Do you have an appointment with him ma'am?"]
"I'm Anne Mendoza. His-"
["Oh ma'am I'm very sorry. Yes ma'am. Right away."]
"Thank you."
Seconds lang ang lumipas at narinig ko na ang boses ni Nick that made my heart beat faster.
["What?"]
"Nick, gusto ko sanang lumabas kahit sandali lang. Bagot na bagot na kasi ako, I- my anxiety."
He knows about my anxiety; he hated it when I get attacked. But right now I am starting to feel that he will be one to make me feel anxious.
["Fine. But you know what will happen if I won't like your actions... do you?"]
"I know." I said with my low voice.
["Be sure to be home before I arrive."] He put off the call so I immediately fixed myself.
...
"Don't move or shout unless I tell you so."
I dropped my spoon in fear when I felt something poking my left arm.
"What do you want? I don't have money. Believe me." I nervously said.
Gosh! May hold-up na rin palang nagaganap sa restaurant.
"Just your love Zari."
Agad akong humarap sa kanya at hinampas sa braso. "Damn you Tris!" I frowned even more when he started laughing like he did not scare the hell out of me.
He's the child of the owner of the bank where I worked before. Madaldal siya, baliw at palatawa kaya kasundo niya lahat ng employee nila.
Yes I worked for someone else before. Because I do not want to be pampered that much so I wanted to make a name and money my own. Right now I just wanted to eat steak here in my favourite restaurant peacefully but he appeared from nowhere, scaring me.
He sat across me and grinned. "So fat Zari."
I rolled my eyes. "Excuse me Mr Tristan McNeil! Shame on you! I'm sexy."
"Yeah you are. Let me taste."
Agad niyang inagaw yung plate at inilapit sa harap niya. Kaya agad akong yumuko para abutin yung pagkain.
"That's mine! You're a billionaire but you love to eat my foods!"
"What the hell happened to your chest?" Seryoso niyang tanong na ikinalaki ng mata ko. "And hands." He added while staring at hands.
BINABASA MO ANG
Loving Him
General Fiction"If you love him... forgive him." But how can I forgive the man who kept on abusing me; physically, mentally, and sexually? Was not it that there should also be respect for yourself and not just love? But loving him is not loving myself anymore...
