Scurrilous Affair

His Dream

"Bakit naka-save sa phonebook mo ang numero niya?"

"So I will know that it was her. Because if it was an unknown number there is a chance that I will pick it up." He sounded tired of explaining.

I am the same. Comprehending that this woman is obsessed with him, but he is too kind that no matter how hard for him to push her away, she is stubborn. What can I do of having a boy next door boyfriend? I think I have to be possessive and strict so that this kind of girls will know that Shawn is no more available.

He is mine.

Pagod ko siyang tinalikuran para bumalik sa kuwarto. Pero sinundan niya ako kaya pinigil ko siya. "Go back in the Kitchen."

"Galit ka sa akin."

Hindi ako galit sa'yo. Galit ako sa mga babaeng makikitid ang utak. Hindi marunong makaramdam na ayaw na nga sa kanila, pilit pa ring nang-aabala.

"Hindi ako galit."

"No, you are."

"I am not."

He sighed. Hindi talaga siya aalis.

I licked my lower lip and looked away. "Fine!" Bumalik ako sa kusina at saktong naabutan kong tumatawag pa rin ang persistent na babae na ito. Dinampot ko ang cellphone. "Finish what you are doing, please."

Wala siyang sinabi. Hinarap niya ang kanyang niluluto. Ang bango-bango noon at eskandaloso ng lagyan niya ng mainit na tubig galing sa thermos.

Sinagot ko ang tawag. Lumingon si Shawn sa akin. Pinindot ko ang loud speaker.

"Finally, Shawn. Where are you? I miss you. Can I go to your place in Nightingale Palace?"

A sarcastic silent laughed drew on my lips as I glared with him. He remained a straight face. As if he is telling me that he never lied to me.

"Shawn? Honey? Or should I go to Friis Manor?"

Hindi ko na gusto ang naririnig ko. Alam na alam niya ang lahat ng bahay, lungga, o kung saan puwedeng halughugin si Shawn. Amazing.

"This is his girlfriend. Why not let's meet in Nightingale Palace so we can discuss your obsession with my boyfriend?"

Shawn shook his head.

"I don't believe you. You are just some random bed warmer."

"Oh, you are describing yourself. You were Bridgette, right?"

"You don't fucking care, Bitch! Give the phone with Shawn—"

"That's enough." Inagaw ni Shawn ang cell phone sa kamay ko at pinatay ang tawag.

"Why did you do that? I'm not yet than with her!"

Pagod siyang umiling. "Ayaw kong binabastos ka niya. Hindi mo kilala ang ugali ni Bridgette."

Tuliro kong prinoseso ang sinabi niya. Pero ang sakit sa puso ko ang nangibabaw. "Bakit kilalang-kilala mo siya?"

He threw the phone on the table and held my both shoulder. His pitch-black eyes were angry, but when it focused on me it became soulful and gentle. "Listen, please. Let's not fight over the lame issue. Bridgette is nothing with me. You are my world. My Queen. My baby."

"Magpalit ka ng sim," I demanded.

"Right away."

Hindi ako kumbinsido. Malakas ang pakiramdam kong makukuha pa rin ng babaeng 'yon ang numero niya. "Let's exchange phone."

Tumaas ang kilay niya. "Deal."

Tinubuan ako bigla ng hiya sa inaakto ko. I know I am twenty-one, but I don't want to be an immature girlfriend. I wanted him to see me someone like a matured woman.