Cupid Stupidity (Love Material Series #1)

PROLOGUE

PROLOGUE

"Shain, sandali lang!" His voice echoed behind me, desperate and urgent.

But I couldn't heed his plea, not now, not when every step sent waves of pain shooting through my body.

I pushed myself to run faster, my heart pounding in my chest, matching the rhythm of my frantic footsteps. I had to get away from him, from this suffocating situation. Tears streamed down my cheeks, blurring my vision, but I didn't dare slow down.

My feet carried me through the Gymnasium Annex (GA), the familiar surroundings a blur of shapes and colors. I just needed to keep moving, to escape the grasp of his outstretched hand. But his strides were longer, his determination matching mine.

Then, his touch. His hand closed around my wrist, halting my escape. My breath caught in my throat as I turned to face him, my heart racing with a mix of fear and defiance. His brown eyes, usually warm and comforting, now reflected fear and uncertainty.

I swallowed hard, my throat dry with apprehension. This wasn't good. Not at all. But as I met his gaze, a silent conversation passed between us, laden with unspoken words and buried emotions.

"LJ, ano ba?! Bitawan mo ako!" Sigaw ko sa kan'ya, pilit kong inaagaw ang aking braso. 

Sobrang higpit ng hawak n'ya na para bang kapag hindi n'ya iyon gagawin ay bigla na lang akong mawawala at mag lalaho.

"Bakit ka ba sunod nang sunod?!" I sneered, my voice tinged with frustration, as I continued to struggle against his grip on my hand.

"Let me expl—" He began, but I didn't want to hear it. I cut him off sharply, unwilling to entertain any explanations or excuses.

I don't want to hear bullshit from him right now!

"Stop it. Hindi mo na kailangan magpaliwanag pa." kalmado ang boses ko.

Sa totoo lang, sobrang sakit na!
Pinilit kong ngitian s'ya ng kas'wal ngunit 'di ako sigurado kung nag tagumpay ba ako, but—I'm so damned crashed and shredded!

I attempted to muster a casual smile, though deep down, I knew it was feeble at best.

"I'm so sorrry—" His words trailed off as he tried to apologize, but I couldn't bear to hear it.

Not now. Not after everything.

"Just spare me the excuses," I interjected, my voice tinged with bitterness.

"Bakit ang sakit-sakit dito, Lance. . .” I trailed off, gesturing to my chest where my heart lay heavy with anguish.

As tears threatened to spill from my eyes, I gazed up at the sky, momentarily seeking solace in its vast expanse. A bitter laugh escaped my lips as I turned my gaze back to the man I loved, now consumed by a mixture of disgust and lingering affection.

"Bakit, Lance. . . bakit ano ba ang nagawa ko sayo para saktan mo ako ng ganito?" I pressed my lips together tightly, desperately trying to suppress the sobs threatening to escape.

Closing my eyes tightly, I felt the hot trail of tears tracing down my cheeks, accompanied by involuntary hiccups of distress. Each hiccup seemed to punctuate the heaviness and pain in my heart, a physical manifestation of the emotional turmoil raging within me.

My heart feels heavy and painful.

"Ano ba talaga ang gusto mo?! Ang pahirapan ako? Ang saktan ako?!” Singhal ko sa kaniya at sarkastikong ngumisi. “Well, guess what?!”

I glared at him with full of loath and regret. "You win! Nanalo ka na dahil nasasaktan ako at nasaktan na ’ko! Nahihirapan na ako. . . Tangina! Ano masaya ka na?! Masaya ka nang nakikita akong nasasaktan at nahihirapan?"