His Broken-hearted Girl

23. Blurred and Impossible

“You’re a pretty girl, Quijano! But being pretty is not enough. Use your common sense, feelings ad density level. Dapat ala—“

“W-wait!” I cut her off, suddenly pissed on what she said. “Wala kang alam so you better shut up, miss! No need to preach me on everything. Ngayon, kung tatanungin mo ako kung may nararamdaman ba akong kakaiba sa kinikilos ng kapatid o ng amo mo, wala akong pakialam. He just wants fooling around on everything!” Nagtaas-baba ang dibdib ko dahil sa galit.

“Oh,” She said, amusement filled her voice. “Then why would he become the super hero on your flower shop? Why would he waste money on putting up a coffee shop just to need flowers for the launching event for that shop? For Christ’s sake, he’s not even drinking coffee!”

“Hindi ko alam!” Tumahip ng kaba ang aking dibdib. “Like I said, he wants fooling around!”

Kinagat ko ng mariin ang labi ko matapos ang pag-uusap namin ni Kim. Hindi ko kinaya ang babaeng iyon. Bakit ba niya pinipilit sa akin na may gusto sa akin si Will? Damn! Ginugulo niya ang utak ko. After my work in here, kakausapin ko si Willard. Hindi ko alam kung ano ang intensiyon niya sa lahat ng ito. Is it because I judged him on the first hand and that he wants me to know him better? For what? I don’t get any point.

Napasabunot na lang ako sa aking buhok at tinignan ang oras. Six am. Great! Tumungo ako sa bathroom at naligo, iniiisip pa din ang pag-uusap namin ni Kim. Yeah, why would he waste money for me? They said that assuming hurts, so why would I assume something if I’ll get hurt? No. Hindi ko iisipin na may gusto sa akin si Will. He may have an ulterior motive why he was always around me.

I wrapped my body using a towel and get out on the bathroom. Halos mabitawan ko ang pagkakahawak ko sa tuwalya ko nang makita si Will na nakaupo sa edge ng kama ko! Nakayuko siya, nakapatong ang siko sa tuhod at sinasapo ang ulo gamit ang kamay. Parang problemado? He was wearing khaki shorts and fitted polo shirt.

“My God, Willard! What are you doing here? This is invasion of privacy!” I yelled at him, tightening my grip on the rim of the towel wrapped around my chest, preventing it to fall.

Nag-angat siya ng tingin dahil sa pagsigaw ko. Sumingkit ang kanyang mata at pinasadahan ako ng tingin mula ulo hanggang paa. Pabalik-balik! I felt so naked.

“Damn it! Lumabas ka nga!” I yelled again.

“Why do you have to be so noisy, Athena Grace?!” He yelled back, standing up. “I’m here to tell you that the breakfast is ready. And what? You’re wearing that piece of cloth? Mabuti na lang pala at inunahan ko ang batang lalaking iyon na ako na ang magtawag sa ‘yo kung hindi... Tss!” Nag-iwas siya ng tingin. “Wear something decent, bumaba ka pagkatapos.” And he turned his back, leaving me jaw-fell and leaving the room.

Kumunot ang noo ko sa inasta niya. Bakit parang ang grumpy niya ngayon? Gone were the playful and leering smirks he was giving me before. Pati yong titig niyang kulang na lang ay hubaran niya ako ay wala din. Kinagat ko ang labi ko. Bakit ko naman hinahanap ang mga ngisi at titig niyang iyon? Those were dangerous, Grace. Umayos ka! Damn.

I wore cream cotton dress and paired with black faux leather boots. I shaded my lips nude. I let my hair clad along my shoulders. Kulot na naman ito sa dulo dahil malapit ng matuyo. After taking a last glance in the mirror, I took my pink handbag, with phone and other girly stuffs on it, I left my room.