He's In love With A Tomboy

Chapter 4

"Hoy! Ano ba?! Naglalaro ako!"

Magpilit kong tinanggal ang kamay nya which I did successfully. At nakita ko ang nakanguso nyang mukha.

Ang panget. -_-

"Baby iniwan mo ako. Bakit?" nakangusong sambit nito. Hilahin ko kaya ang nguso nito?

"Tsk! Kukuyugin ako ng mga babae mo pagnagkataon." Isinandal ko ang aking likod sa swivel chair samantalang sya naman ay nakaupo na sa aking desk.

"Eh? Hindi ka naman nila kukuyugin kung alam nilang kapatid kita." Sabi nito at kumuha ng candy sa bunganga ni Stitch.

I really love Stitch.

"Kuya. I don't want to be expose. And you know that I don't want any attention." I snorted. He nodded while cracking the candy with his teeth.

"Okay if you say so. Let's go downstairs. Dinner's ready."  Sabi nito at hinila ako palabas.

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"Sabi sakin ni Talios basang-basa ka daw kanina?" Papa said while chewing his steak. Nung sinabi yun ni Papa biglang uminit ang ulo ko. Kapag kasi naalala ko yung ginawa ng limang yun nababad trip ako. "Talaga Pa? Bakit?" Tanong naman ni kuya na nakatingin sakin. Nako, hayan na naman sya.

"Kuya, I can handle myself. Besides they're just bunch of hooligans. No need to interfere. Mas gusto ko yun. Back in the States I'm the person they feared. But here in the Philippines? I'm normal."

"Princess, I told you to stop what your doing. That's why I transfer you here." Papa reasoned out.

"But Papa-"

"No buts Princess. Eron, make sure your little sister won't do anything so stupid again."

Then everything went stop.

Stupid?

Did he just say Stupid?

Stupid.

Stupid.

Stupid.

Stupid.

Stupid.

Stupid.

'Hey you! I don't know who you are and stop you stupid ugly! I don't like you so stop this bullshit! Stupid!'

I feel like I'm brought to the past. That voice. That word. I don't know why but-

Tumungo ako at may luhang lumabas sa aking mga mata. Tumayo ako sa aking kinauupuan at umalis ng dining hall. I just lost my appetite.  Tumakbo ako papunta sa aking kwarto. I immediately lock the bathrooms door. I sat at the tiled floor. My body was soaked because of the shower. It was incredibly cold, like my past.

I'm not angry at my father. But hearing that word on someone makes me vulnerable all of the sudden. Besides they don't know anything what happened to me back at the States. I rested my forehead on my knees.

Why can't  that someone get of my head? Its been years damn it! I hardly hit my back head at the tiled wall. It hurts, but not hurt as my heart could feel. I hate him. I freaking hate him!

I can't handle it and I screamed in frustration.

"Aaaaah!!! Damn you!!!"

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Once my frustration was drained. I went out of the bathroom and change my clothes into my pajamas. Pajama which is  sky blue with the head of Stitch all over it. That made me smile. I flopped down to my bed and closed the black transparent curtains. My body began to relax. I reached out to my Stitch stuff toy and hug it. This day is so tiring. I hoped I won't be crossing path with those morons again. My eyes began to close until my conscious drift away.