“How did you know where Mr. Tachibana lives, when you asked me who he is?” I questioned accusingly.
Jacob held both of his hands up in surrender position while leaning against the wall.
“I don’t know. I just… panicked, driving with no direction”
Face palm. *pack*
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4:36 A.M Claret Street
Zamboanga City, Jacob’s House
There was a knock on the door.
I look at him alarmed. Sending silent communication thru my eyes and I narrowed it, saying [What should I do?] ; He points downward on his bed. I raised an eyebrow, [Seriously?] I look at the bed then him again, [Under the bed?] I shake my head incredulously. He just rolled his eyes while answering “Pasok.” By the time he said that, I was already hidden under his messy, dusty, polluted bed. Sigh. Men and their ways.. Ugh.
Peeking thru has comforter, that covers until the floor. I see a man’s foot stepped inside. I bet only half of his body’s visible and the rest are blocked by the door.
“Jake.” A familiar deep voice said.
“Pasok, J.” Jacob replied.
I sighed in relief knowing that the other man who entered is my cousin JR.
“Labas na Nic.” I heard Jacob said. “Get out, Nic.”
“Huh?” was the only reply of the confused JR.
Slowly, I put my arms out the comforter while crawling with my hair covering my face.
And as a result of my wonderful plan; JR jolted and hit the cabinet with his back.
“What the?!” He cursed incompletely.
“JR…..” I said in the most grudging tone to fright him. And it did. Haha! Another achievement to list.
“Dude what’s that?!” JR exclaimed shrieking.
Jacob bursted laughing filling the room.
“Bwaahahahahaha!! J! Haha! You should’ve seen your face!”
I lifted my head up to see JR’s stupidly outrageous, cinematic, horrified face. And it was!-
“Ahahahahahaha!!” I joined Jacob’s victorious cry both filling the room of twisted satisfaction.
He looks like a freaking – , as if reading my mind, “Monkey holding the cabinet for his dear life.” Jacob said while laughing shit bat crazy. As tears ran thru our eyes because of laughter, my stomach’s starting to ache as I continue laughing, still high at the moment. My lungs running out of oxygen, I forced myself to stop; and look what happen? – I developed hick ups!
*Hick* Ugh.. I pressed my hand on my stomach while leaning against Jacob’s bed. In *hick!* hale.. In..*hick* hale.. Ja- *hick* ke.. Heheh *hick* aw. I straighten my back on the bed focusing on breathing in and out to get rid of this hick ups.
“Aaaaaaaargh!!” Jacob screamed, frustrated on his newly develop hick ups. I stand and went up to Jacob’s bed slamming myself on the warmth of softness.
“Looks who’s laughing now.” JR said mockingly.
I turned my head from the pillow to his chubby round face, and look at him straight at his dark brown eyes. His dark chocolate skin radiating with pride. Tsk. As if.
“Well.. Enjoyed anything?” I rebutted.
“You two dying in hick ups? Turning the tables around? Yes.” He said arrogantly.
This stupid ass is getting on my nerves now. I got a quite temper yeah? Now you know.
“I don’t think so J, I mean-” I sit up straight my hands at my back holding the bed for support and my feet both hanging loose on the mattress. I turned to Jacob looking at him meaningfully.
“What’s the point of laughing at the end when there’s nothing funny?” I cocked an eyebrow at Jake, asking for reassurance. He’s attention went to JR and supported my answer,
“Yeah. People laughing at the end of the game without winning the game are forever alone.” He shakes his head at JR and sighs disappointingly.
“That’s not true.” JR countered, “Girls–”
“Oh man shut up.” I said cutting him. “ I don’t wanna’ hear about your crap about your non-existent girls”
I stared at him dead in the eyes. For a moment we all frozed; when JR brought both his hands up in the act of surrender, Jacob cleared his throat breaking the silence.
Then my phone rang. Glancing at it, it was an unfamiliar number.
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So here it is! Btw, the bold letter with the quote is the translation, since writing the word Translation on the story is quite annoying, am just gonna' improvise the bold letters with quote is the meaning of it. Hope you like it. ;P
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RomantizmPrologue: Traumatized in her past, Joe Nicole Heath had enough and wanted to start a new life. With the help of her cousins, but unaware that the mysterious man she saved during the restaurant conversation took an interest on her. When Heath wanted...
