HFALL II: The Greatest Assassin (Completed)

7.

Chapter 7

Natasha's POV

One week after that incident in the mall, I've been living freely and peacefully because that damn jerk Clayton didn't annoy me even once. What gotten into him? Maybe he got hurt so much by what I did? O baka masyado siyang nasaktan dahil sinampal ko siya? Hah, whatever the reason is I don't care anymore. This is good, no pest. 

I'm here in the Starbucks at Trinoma, enjoying my free time because later in the afternoon babalik ako sa Orion Entertainment to have a photoshoot. Damn it, I thought we are on vacation? I get my cellphone from the pocket of my bag and I saw so many messages and calls from different guys. Ugh, they are so annoying. Bakit ko ba kasi binigay number ko sakanila last time? These are the guys na nakita ko nung nagbar ako one night. I'm gonna buy new sim to solve this effin problem.

I opened my instagram account and I don't know why but parang nalungkot ako nang hindi ko makita yung mga flooded comments ni Clayton ngayon sa mga posts ko. What the eff? Anong sinasabi ko? As if I miss that jerk? Hah, that's too impossible. 

Let's just forget him. Tutal naman tinigilan na niya ko. Finally. 

I take a selfie then I post it in my instagram account. As usual, flooded likes and comments kahit na kakapost ko pa lang. Being a goddess really sucks. I sip from my caramel machiatto while looking at the screen of my phone. The hell? Ano bang hinihintay ko? 

You are waiting for 'him' to comment.

What the? Who says that? Iniling iling ko ang ulo ko at pumikit ako bago huminga nang malalim. Dammit. What's happening? I decided to put my cellphone in the bag again and nagulat ako nang makita ko siya sa katapat kong upuan.

The heck? Kinusot-kusot ko yung mga mata ko and oh my god he is really here! 

I gulped. "Why are you here?" I asked him. As if I care naman diba? Pero ugh.

"Because you are here." Then he showed his freaking killer smile again. 

I'm just thankful that I'm not easily affected by that killer smile not like other girls who for sure will squeal at their own minds while looking at this jerk. 

"Ahuh, I thought you decided to stop pestering me?" sabi ko.

Napaatras ang ulo ko nang bigla siyang lumapit sakin. 

"I'm Nathaniel Miguel Clayton, Magdalene. I don't know how to stop, the same with how to give up." He proudly said.

Napakagat ako sa labi ko dahil sa inis. I thought I won?!

Tumayo na ko at naglakad na palabas ng Starbucks. I don't fucking care if he doesn't know how to stop. He is annoying. I don't want to waste my time on him.

Kinuha ko yung shades ko sa bag ko at sinuot pero pagkaangat ko ng ulo ko nagulat ako sa nakita ko. Para bang nanigas ako sa kinatatayuan ko. After so many years, we meet again. I finally saw again the guy who made me like this.

The reason why I don't trust guys anymore. The person who forced me to be a man hater.

Clifford Mercado: My ex boyfriend and ex bestfriend namin ni Layner.

Umatras ako nang hakbang kasi palakad siya sa pwesto ko pero may nabangga ako sa likod ko. Dahan dahan akong humarap patalikod and tsk, bakit sa dinami-dami nang makakakita pa sakin siya pa? 

"Magdalene? What's up? You look like you see a ghost."

Hindi ko alam ang sasabihin ko. Isa lang ang gusto ko, I wanna kill this guy for saying my name.