Kissing My Kryptonite [GL-Sapphics]

Chapter 7 - Black & White

"I said Saturday next week, Veneracion," she taps her right temple while shaking her head. "And just because it's Saturday, you're free to come to my house anytime you like. I don't remember telling you to come here the last time I checked."

Dahan-dahan akong tumayo at kinuha ang bag sa sofa.

I slumped my shoulders and sighed, "Pasensya na sa nangyari kanina ma'am. Maybe I misunderstood, akala ko po ngayon na saturdate natin. I'll come back here next week nalang po?"

"You should hit your head with the door more often.."

"Po?"

"Gumalang ka," she gave me a blank expression na hindi maipinta.

Hindi na ako sumagot dahil nagbabanta na 'yung boses niya.

Tahimik siyang sumunod sa 'kin para pagbuksan ako ng pinto, I mentally shrugged kasi wala talaga itong balak patagalin ako sa pamamahay nila. I look around one more time para tingnan mga kasama niya sa bahay.

"Where's White, ma'am?" I asked referring to the goddess who welcomed me with these bruises earlier.

Tinaasan niya ako ng kilay as if I said an illegal word.

"Room," maikling sagot niya with a questioning gaze.

"Gusto ko lang mag-thank you for the bruises," mapakla kong sabi.

Tumabang ang tingin niya dahil sa sinabi ko.

"I was the one who treated your bruises."

I smiled playfully na binura ko rin, "Thanks po grandma-"

"Do you want me to erase your foul mouth permanently? Or just die for good?" She glared at me dangerously. Napaatras ako nang walang malay dahil kasabay ng pagharap niya at masamang tingin niya.

"You two have a striking resemblance," these words automatically came out of my mouth to brush off the intensity of her glares. "That also mean, you're exactly her opposite."

And why do I keep thinking of that woman? It's because I have something in mind that I don't wanna admit and just want to leave it there.

Hindi niya pinansin huling kumento ko dahil inip na inip na'tong palayasin ako sa pamamahay na 'to.

"Miss Veneracion."

Malapit na 'ko sa gate nila when she called my surname.

Hindi ako nakagalaw sa tinatayuan nang makita ko siyang magsimulang maglakad palapit sa 'kin, later ko lang napansing dala niya 'yung brown paper bag ng goodies na pinagbibili ko kanina.

I shook my head nang iabot niya sa 'kin 'yun.

"That's honestly for our make-up sessions," I explained. "Pero para sa 'yo rin talaga."

"Stick-o and pineapple juice?" Mataray niyang sambit. Hindi ko alam kung mataray lang o nabu-bwisit siya sa tono niya dahil sa stick-o at pineapple juice.

"We lost the game last time kasi ayaw mong maki-cooperate, Professor Cordova," maloko akong ngumiti habang inaalala ang mga pangyayari sa gabing 'yon. "Make it this time, ma'am. Please accept it."

Walang nagbago sa expression niya, 'yung mga tingin niya kasi nag-aakusa, it's like I'm making fun of her.

"You don't like it-"

"No," she threw the paper bag on me saka ito maarteng tumalikod.

Napailing ako at huminga ng malalim.

"Give it to your beautiful sister na lang ma'am, kung ayaw mo tanggapin," I suggested with a faint smile, sayang eh.

"And why would you give things to someone who caused you those bruises?"