TWO WORDS THREE LETTERS I DO (under editing)

Chapter 2

I dedicate this chapter to my most trustworthy but crazy friend.
-Jang

LEA/POV

It's already 7 o'clock in the morning when I woke up. I pressed my alarm clock to stopped it from ringing. I removed my comforter that is on my thig. I raised my both hand in the air first and tilted my head to stretched my neck. I went out on my bed as I immediately went my way inside the bathroom and did my morning routines.

After an almost 30 minutes taking a bath, I sauntered my ways inside my walk-in closet and opened my cabinet to get my white long sleeve and fitted black pencil skirt with a little bit slit on side as our usual uniform that we are wearing here in resort. I immediately wear it on.

I sat on the vanity mirror's chair to put on my earrings and to pin the gold pin on the side of my cloth as a sign of head manager.

I put a slight make up like I put a small blush-on and fixed my eyebrows then next, I put my red lips—and I suddenly remembered what just happened again to me last night!

Did just someone kissed me last night?

I look myself at the mirror and touched my lips!  bakit ba naman kasi pumapasok ka pa ulet sa isip ko? I tightly closed my eyes and shook my head— never mind.

I slowly applied my lipstick and volumized my eyelashes and oops— I did not even bothered to put any eyeshadows anymore, masyado na kasi akong DYOSA!

I stood up to stare my whole body at the mirror.

Every time I'm looking myself at the mirror there's something wrong that is happening on me. It is just I can't seem to recognize or neither figure out who I am now and who is Lea Ysabelle before—just cut off the Ysabelle, because I'm no longer that. I'm now Lea.

What happened to me and Hance before is all still fresh vivid on my mind and I still keep on asking myself kung ano kaya ang buhay ko ngayon, kung pinakasalan ko siya noon?

I tightly closed my eyes, please moved on Lea. Moved on.

It all happens so it did happened.

I just shrugged all that off and was about to leaved when the man last night hitted again my memory.

The man! The man stole kisser last night was holding a ring? and he want it to throw just to forget something, but why is that it's making me uncanny and feel so guilty? like ayaw kong isipin na what if that man last night have the same situation as me? the difference is just, Ako 'yung ng iwan at siya naman 'yung Iniwan! I can see how devastated he is.

What if, what happened to him is just like Hance? What if Hance now is devastatingly lost like him?

Hindi naman siguro gan'un 'yung nangyare sa the man stole kisser last night 'no? Hindi naman siguro siya pinakasalan tapos Iniwan, tsaka— baka naman nag break lang sila ng Girlfriend niya tapos nag over react lang siya, pero bakit may pasing-sing? para na akong tangang tinatanong 'yung sarili ko dito.

bahala siya sa buhay niya!

I don't even giving a freaking d-mn care about that stupid jerk who took my—Ayy no! stole my first kissed at Hindi niya deserve 'yung first kissed ko!

Sabi nila your first kissed should be memorable daw and I guessed my first kissed with him is so much memorable but not worth it to remember, mas okey pang ibaon kona lang 'yung ala-alang hinalikan niya ako one million feet deep under ground.

Letche siya!

Tsaka kung Iniwan man siya ng girl friend niya, call me bad I think he deserves it. Broken na nga't lahat lahat, nagagawa paring mang manyak?