Montereal Bastards 3: To Chase A Playboy (COMPLETED) #WATTYS2017

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Almost the same. A punch of pain struck my gut when I saw the unit. Different memories assaulted my mind, some sweet, some bitter but every single thing made me remember her. Kahit saan ako magpunta, kahit saan ako tumingin, andun ang ala-ala niya. For a moment, I just stood rooted on the ground as I watch in my mind how she looks when she cook. Iyong nakakunot na noo na parang seryosong seryoso siya sa ginagawa. Nakikita ko iyong mga tawa niya kapag nilalapitan ko siya at niyayakap mula sa likod para kilitiin kapag ganun kaseryoso ang kanyang mukha.

I saw in my mind how she would curl up next to me after dinner and the way she would look like a cat, contented and loved as we watch a chick flick movie. And then the tears that she would try to hide when the movie started getting sad.

I breathed in and out trying to control my emotions. Akala ko naubos na ang luha but obviously, hindi pa pala. I was just numbed from it, but it's still there.

Festering and never healing.

I was so caught up with my thoughts that for a moment, I didn't see the movement in my peripheral vision. But when I did, I tensed as if someone punched me in my stomach.

Nilingon ko ang babae na papalabas na naglalakad na ngayon galing sa CR. Nakatagilid siya sa akin kaya hindi ko makita ang kanyang mukha.

But the body.. She was gloriously fuck-tastically naked.

Oh my god. I can perfectly see her body or what I can see from this angle, glistening with water and oils and whatever it is that women put in their baths. Her skin was not pale white but a healthy glow of a woman who has had her fair share of time under the sun. Ang dalawang umbok sa harapan na nakikita ko mula sa kinatatayuan ko ay mukhang sadyang pinalad ng mga Diyos at pinalaki. And that ass, good lord, kahit hindi ko masyadong nakikita iyon, alam kong pag-aagawan iyon ng kalalakihan para lang mahawakan.

And I know she won't be taking kindly to whoever this is that entered her domain without her leave.

Tumikhim ako para kunin ang atensiyon niya. At nakuha ko nga iyon. Tumigil siya sa paglalakad saka lumingon sa gawi ko gamit ang nanlalaking mga mata.

And we both froze.

My breath was literally knocked out of me and I am having difficulty bringing oxygen into my lungs. My hands started sweating like crazy, and I am on the verge of toppling over because of my jelly legs. Nakatingin lang ako sa kanya, at siya din sa akin.

I would say na napako siya sa kinatatayuan niya dahil may taong pumasok sa condo niya ng walang paalam at ako dahil..

Dahil..

Fuck.

Dahil nasa harap ko ngayon ang mukha na sa loob ng siyam na buwan ay nakikita ko lang sa aking panaginip at sa mga larawan. Sa aking isipan at sa mga ala-ala ng tatlong araw na magkasama kami.

Dee.

She's alive. She's fucking alive! Oh my God. Nanghina ako at mabuti na lang na nasa tabi ako ng pader dahil kinailangan ko talagang humilig para hindi ako matumba sa sahig.

"Dee.." bulong ko na nawala din sa hangin dahil nakasabay ito sa malakas na hiyaw mula sa kanya at ang paglipad ng isang mamahaling figurine.

Mabuti na lang at mabilis akong kumilos at naiwasan ko ang figurine na iyon. I crouched on the floor as the shattered glass flew over me into different directions.

"What are you doing here you piece of shit!? Who the fuck are you!? Get out!" she fairly shrieked in my direction.

Nagtago na siya ngayon sa kulay puting sofa at tinanggal niya na din ang tuwalya sa kanyang buhok at itinabing ito sa kanyang katawan.