Chapter 10: Last Round
NANA'S POV
He scoffed.
All 1. Isa na lang, bagsak na'to. Gusto ko lang ipamuka sa kanya na hindi ako isa sa mga stalker niya. I emptied the last drop of my water. Ibinato ko sa gilid yung bote.
Pansin ko lang, lagi niyang hindi ginagamit yung right arm niya. Siguro hindi pa yun totally magaling. I got an idea.
''Fine.'' I said. We formed ourselves ready.
Ang dami ng nanunuod sa'min. They circled around.
''Let's start!'' I attacked. Whip here. Whip there. Left beat! Right beat! Lift! Kick! Lift! Kick!
''You're desperate'' Wess said between our fights. Ang sugasig din ng mga patama niya.
''Baka effortless'' inis ko sa kanya. The smug! Playing safe lang siya sa mga bagsak ko.
''Tingnan ko lang kung saan ang itatagal mo.'' I said.
''Aaackk! Fcvk!!''He moaned. Namilipit siyang bumagsak sa platform. I aimed sa kanyang kanang braso mo.
A round of applause to the boys' side. Girls were just like stabbing me to death after I won over our match.
Natapos yung club meeting na yun bago bumalik yung mga instructors. Akala ko matatalo na'ko, ang tangkad niya rin kasi eh.
WESS' POV
I can't believe this. I'm a black belter but it's my two losses by a newbie girl? Yung babae sa parking lot then ngayon yung lemon chic na yun!
Nandito ako sa parking lot, sa loob ng Black Ferrari ko.
Ramdam ko pa ang kirot sa braso ko. She's a white-belter pero iba siya gumalaw.
Beep! Beep!
Ibinaba ko yung window. Si lemon chic. Nakasakay siya sa black Ducati 848 EVO. She took off her black helmet. Dumungaw sa window ng car ko.
''Kaya pa? Need an Uber? ''she chuckled. Nang-iinsulto ang mga tingin niya sa akin. Nilingon ko siya.
''Uber? Low class lang sumasakay dun. Kampante ka namang napuruhan ako. If you want-- race? Ano?'' hamon ko sa kanya. Tapang din. Basa pa yung mahabang buhok niya na halatang kaka-shower lang after ng duel namin. No makeup, walang arte sa katawan, ibang klase.
''Race? Not, interested. How's it feel? Double-dead arm."
Lemon said sabay suot ng helmet. Humarurot siya ng mabilis. I coughed. Ang usok! Pesteng yan!
I dialled my phone...
Calling...
secretary greeted.
''Choi, I'm here in Manhattan.'', sabi ko.
''Mr. Wess Chan, what can I do sir?''
''Send me a fvckin driver now!'' I shouted.
NANA's POV
''Mom, I'm okay staying with Wynwyn. Ayoko sa hotel, wala akong makausap dun.''I'm on skype.
''Nana dear, I was just worried about you. You even hid the gang group you were involved before that brought you four times in hospital. Who knows? Somebody's tailing you.'' Mom obviously worried. I felt.
Yes, fourth time nakong na-admit sa hospital wherein I was shot by a bullet 3 times sa likod ko saka lang na-figure out ni Mom and Dad na nainvolve kami sa gangfights. Sa abandoned building sa McGrawville nagka-one-on-one kami with Mexican gangs, malapit lang yun sa North town line, Northeast of Bellville.
Dad was the one hired a spy to investigate me after I was shot. And that was the time, they figured out about my gang group. Kaya nang biglang nagkaroon ng issue sa drugs si Ford, inayos agad nila Mom yung passport ko pabalik Pinas.
''Mom, I was few miles away from you. Nobody knows I'm here and besides nagkawatak-watak na naman kami ah and even Ford was behind the bars now.''
''Okay dear, balak pa naman naming ng Dad mo na magsend ng bodyguards for you.''
''Mom! Don't do that! I was no longer your kid! I can take care of myself! Mom, trust me, I've changed. I'm doing good in my study, I've forgot all those messed up stuff before. Oh, please.''
''Okay dear, promise me you'll be a good girl. I don't want to hear any reports and nasty issues about you. Don't act like a warfreak.''
Sermon. Sermon. I act like yawning.
''Okay, okay. I'm sleepy mom. Take care! I love you! Tell dad I love him too!''
''Okay dear. Take care! Goodnight!''
Skype signing off. I turned off my laptop. Wala pa si Wynwyn, lumabas ako sa balcony. Magseseven na ng gabi, napalingon ako sa right side ng balcony at naaninang ko nandun si Khalil nakaupo sa Cleopatra bench. Nakareading glasses siya at nagbabasa. Sa dami ng dorm bakit dito pa siya nagstay.
Nagkatinginan kami, seeing this guy reminds me the guilt running through my veins. I can't forget the night when Chanel sprawled on the road while a bouquet of blue roses scattered down her lifeless body.
It was him whom the last person caused her to go home alone. That was her last text to me..
''Yanna sis! May date kami ngayon ni Khalil ko sa Italian Restau, excited!''Chanel's last text in 2008.
Yanna was my other nick. Si Ate Chanel lang ang tumatawag saken nun. Back to reality. His eyes were penetrating.
Why he was always staring me like that.
I leaned on the balcony. I was 3 meters away from where Khalil's balcony. Nabo-bother na'ko sa tingin niya. I raised my eyebrow.
''Have we met before? I mean bago sa dorm, nagkita na ba tayo?'' Khalil huskily said and stood. He placed the open book touching his chest.
''No. (I lied) Why you always staring on me like that?'' I asked.
''Cause you remind me of someone.'' Khalil leaned on the veranda same as I was in position.
Three meters away from each other while we were both found leaning. It was a cold night. Crickets were the only noise filled the peaceful veranda. Ang lamig ng simoy ng hangin.
''Sorry, I was acting strange these past few days staring to you. You looked very familiar that's why, but now it's crystal clear we haven't met before.''Khalil said.
''Do I remind you how worst you did some years before?'' I sarcastically asked.
''Sorry? What do you mean worst?''Khalil looked at me with questions like asking me why.
''Think it by yourself!'' I madly said and shrugged.
''Hey..''
''Hey what?'' I said with a tone of despise.
"Miss, listen, iisa lang tayo ng dorm. I hadn't done anything wrong about you. At yung sa school, I was formally introducing myself and you acted like some ill-behaved child. Did your parents raise you well ?''Khalil said.
I turned my head to him.
''And now you were like an acting guardian? I don't even know you! And I don't give a damn to know you either! Eh ano kung ka-dorm kita? Am I obliged to know all dormmates here?'', I said.
He closed the book he was reading. I can see him frown. I hate him either. He left wordlessly. I screwed him up. He will always screw me up!
A piece of a white paper was left under the Cleopatra bench. I took a photo and superzoom it.
It was a picture of him and Chanel? It was dated 2008. It could be probably fell off from the book he was reading. It's 4 years past, why Khalil was keeping this long?
WESS' POV
"Oh, goodness.. ooohhh... Yesssss, that's it,... oh more,... bite... bite... harder... har... oh my Godddd... Right there... don't... stoppppp... please don't stopppp. I neeeedddddd ittttt." She moaned.
I gently massaged her white soft tits with my fingers, I kissed them and bit them. Finally my lips locked on to one of this girl's erect half an inch n***les.
"Fvckkkk... Hereee... I... come... Yessss... Yesssss... Oh shit..." She pulled out my hair. Her eyes seemed to be glassed over and sounds of pleasure were coming from mouth and throat.
''Oh... baby tell me yah name." brunette moaned.
"You forget 5N rules? " I reminded her. Rules ko sa mga babaeng nakakasama. She's a brunette girl. I met her sa bar kanina. She asked me to ride her home. And now she's on cowgirl ride.
My fingers touched her slit hot and moist. I pushed one, then two and finally three fingers inside of her. As my fingers moved in and out of her weakest spot, my thumb made contact with her cl*t. I used my thumb to rub her cl*t in tiny circles.
Her hips began bucking wildly. The sensation was fantastic.
"Oh, fvck." she moaned.
I took out the condom inside the drawer and wore up. Gusto pa nitong magtravel around the world. Good thing na lang nasa hotel kami at organize sa ganitong eksena.
3AM na. Partida, pagod pa'ko nyan at injured after taekwondo class. Ibang klase kasi yung LEMON CHIC na yun. Well, medyo okay na'tong braso ko. Kulang lang pala sa hagod.
Hinatid ko na si brunette few blocks away from her condo.
NO NAMES, NO CONTACTS, NO ADDRESS, NO SLEEPING, NON-STOP SEX.