Meghan, My Chaos

Chapter 3

"Adrien??" gulat na tanong niya nang makita ako at napabangon agad. I couldn't help but chuckle at her reaction. I, myself, also think it's strange to suddenly see someone you aren't even close with waking you up in the morning. "Bakit ka nandito? Paano ka.... Sino nag—" sunod-sunod na tanong niya na halatang natataranta habang tumitingin-tingin sa paligid ng kuwarto niya.

"I know you're very weirded out about seeing me here this early in the morning," pag-uumpisa ko, gaining her attention. "But I went here to tell you something. It's important," I said in a stern voice at nakita ko agad 'yong curiosity sa mukha niya. I tried to think of how to say it out loud, pero hindi ko kaya.

How am I gonna tell her about all those things our batch mates are saying about her? How am I even supposed to explain all of that?!

"What is it, Adrien?" naiinip na tanong niya at nilabas ko nalang 'yong phone ko. I carefully handed it to her, and she gave me a look na mukhang nagtataka. I let her watch the video and read the messages I got.

I watched her as she slowly registered everything into her mind. She looked all shocked, upset, and confused all at the same time and I started to think of ways to solve this mess.

"I- but I was... W-why are they like this?" tanong niya na nauutal at naiiyak na.

I hate being alone with someone crying. I'm just not good at empathizing with other people nor comforting someone. I patted her shoulder dahilan para bumuhos na 'yong mga luha niya.

"It's gonna be fine, Katniss. I'll fix this," bulong ko sa kaniya kasabay ng pagpasok ng isang ideya sa isip ko.

I can't think of any other solution other than this.

Meghan's POV

6:54 A.M.

Tiningnan ko nang masama si Rhys. Buong gabi kaming nandito sa condo niya and all he did was either smoke in front of me or try to fuck me. And all I did was reject him, over and over again. His condo unit smells like smoke, and it's suffocating. Puro kalat din dito, puno ng mga bote ng rum at whiskey 'yong mga lamesa at mga can naman ng beer 'yong sahig.

Meron akong mga pasa sa mga balikat, braso, at hita ko, all from him squeezing too hard or punching me.

"I own you, Meghan," aniya at tinawanan ko siya. "Nakalimutan mo na ata," pagtuloy niya at nagbato ng isa pang baso sa sahig. Pinakinggan ko 'yon mabasag sa sahig at napapikit nalang sa ingay nito.

"You don't own anyone, Rhys," pagpapaliwanag ko. "Let me go. May pupuntahan pa ako," sabi ko sa kaniya. Lumapit siya sa akin na ikinagulat ko at sinakal ako. I felt my head feeling tighter and tighter the longer he grabbed my neck, but I continued glaring at him.

I've been here for almost a whole fucking day, I'm undeniably, eminently exhausted.

"May pupuntahan?" natatawang tanong niya, his face so close to mine. "Saan ka pupunta, Meghan? To your fucking daddy?! O baka naman sa lalaking kalaplapan mo kagabi?!" sigaw niya sa mukha ko at sinipa ko siya. I quickly gasped for air nang mabitawan niya ako at mapaatras.

"You don't fucking care! I'd rather be anywhere else other than here! Baliw ka, Rhys! You're fucking pathetic, dreadful, crazy—" Natigilan ako nang bigla niya akong sampalin. I felt my left cheek throb in pain from his heavy hand.

"Do you know what I did to that guy you were kissing last night? Binasag ko 'yong pagmumukha niya na parang 'yang mga basong nakikita mo ngayon sa sah—"

"Just shut the fuck up if you think saying all that will make me like you, Rhys!" sigaw ko at tumayo na. "I'm leaving. I'm gonna call the cops if you try to stop me."