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19: she's brutal, don't mess with her #DWTDwp
RYU
The house was almost empty when we returned. Titless was pissed so she just shouted get lost and everyone did. Ngayon ay kaaalis lamang ng huling bisita na tiyak kong hindi naman niya kilala. She started throwing tantrums and break everything she sees.
Empty glass bottles. Huge vases. Stereo. I bet if she has enough strength, she probably throw away the coffee table on the side. Mayamaya ay bumaba ang kapatid niya. His hair was ruffled at bahagya pa nitong kinukusot ang mata.
“Jesus, I can sleep with the loud music coming from the speakers pero hindi kapag nakakarinig ako ng tunog ng nababasag na gamit, what is wrong sis?” tanong g kapatid niya. If I remembered it right, his name is John or Juan or whatever.
“It’s a trap John!” Titless said and again, nagbasag siya ng kung anu-anong gamit.
Komportableng naupo naman ako sa sofa at iniwasan na lamang na matamaan ng kung anumang bagay na maisipan niyang ibato.
“Told yah, Uncle is wise although he looked stupid,” sagot ng kapatid niya. His eyes turned to me, “Hey there Vander bro, where’s my shirt?”
I shrugged, looking on the floor where titless threw away the polo shirt. Agad na bumaba ng hagdan si John at pinulot iyon, kasabay ng pagngiwi nang makitang duguan ang damit.
“Why is this bloody?! Damn, this is my favorite! Kaya binili ko ito kahit malaki pa sa akin dahil gustong-gusto ko! I cannot wait to develop into a total hunk like you but my fantasy wearing this shirt goes over the drainage!” he said, looking hurt.
Damn it, they are really siblings.
“Then I’ll go buy you another,” sabi ko sa kanya.
“This is limited edition!”
Why am I even making up for it? Hindi naman ako ang nagpunas ng dugo roon, at mas lalong hindi ko naman iyon dugo. I don’t have to be guilty over ruining his favorite shirt.
Napakunot ang noo ni John. “Pero sandali, who among you is bleeding?”
He ran his gaze over me, then to his sister na hindi pa rin kalmado. She stood there, shaking in anger, hands crumpled in a fist.
“None,” sagot ko. “Is she like that?”
Tinitigan ni John ang kapatid. “Like what? Ugly when angry?”
“No, I mean calm on desperate situations yet shaking in anger when it’s over,” sagot ko.
John pouted and thought for a while. Bahagya siyang lumapit sa akin at bumulong. “Guess so, sis is weird like most of the time. Sabi nakidnap siya noong bata pa siya pero hindi man lamang siya umiyak sa loob ng tatlong araw na nasa lungga siya ng kidnapper niya. Then he bit one of his captives on the crotch! The guy’s balls bled!”
