BS2: Chained by the Billionaire (On Hiatus)

Chapter 12

WHAT SHE WANTS

Napatingala ako sa kanya nang tumayo siya. He avoided my gaze. Gumalaw ang panga niya.

"Remain seated. May kukunin lang ako," galit niyang sabi.

Naiwan akong nakatitig sa papalayo niyang bulto. I was too stunned to even speak. Tama ba ako ng narinig?

Lalo tuloy akong nalilito sa nararamdaman ko. I started massaging my foot. That's when I realized my bitchy attitude. Siya na nga itong nagmamagandang loob, masama pa panunumbat at trato ko sa kanya.

I am not usually like this. Pero kapag si Ansel, gusto ko na lang lumayo sa kanya at iwasan siya. And what he said just awhile ago made it even more awkward!

I do hate him. For what he did. Specially for ruining my life. Pero hindi ko rin maintindihan kung bakit ako takot sa kanya. Am I scared of him? Or am I scared of the strange and unusual feelings creeping into my system when he's close to me?

I snapped off from my thoughts when Ansel came back. He was holding an ice compress bag. Kung kanina ay seryoso siya, ngayon ay parang dumoble iyon.

He didn't glance at me anymore. He was just focused on treating my wound. And I couldn't help but stare at his face. His dead serious face is really scary and I'm not exaggerating.

Silence filled us.

The tension was too much so I gathered my strength to cut it out.

"Bakit ka ba umuwi?"

"Dahil baka isipin mong nambababae ako. Nakakahiya naman sa'yo," walang modong sagot niya.

I did not expect that kind of answer. "Ginagago mo ba 'ko?"

"No because I was right. Paladesisyon ka e. Magagawa ko?" He indisposely answered.

Gusto kong sumumbat pero wala akong masabi.

Am I judging him too much?

I watched as his face became more serious while applying the cold compress on my foot. He pursed his lips and reached for the pillow near me. He secured it at the end of the sofa.

"Lay down," he commanded.

Ayoko na rin sumumbat pa kaya sumunod na lang ako. I placed my head on the pillow. Sakto lang dahil hindi siya masyadong mataas. I was on supine position with my head elevated on a 30 degrees angle. Kumasya ako sa sofa dahil mahaba ito. Ansel sat at the end and placed anothet pillow on his lap.

He tapped it. Tumingin siya sa akin kaya nagtama ang paningin naming dalawa. His cold face did not change.

Tinapik niya ang unan na nasa hita niya. "Patong mo mga paa mo dito."

I was reluctant but Ansel patiently waited. Sinunod ko ulit ang sinabi niya. My legs are now elevated.

My foot suddenly felt better.

"If you have sprain, do the RICE method," aniya.

"Rice? Kanin ba 'yan?"

Ansel stared at me like I grew two head. His lips parted. Nailing siya nung taasan ko siya ng kilay.

"Rest. Ice. Compression. Elevation. That's what it stands for, dummy," he sighed.

Napakurap ako. "Okay. I forgot about that. Bobo ako sa part na 'yon," pagbubulong ko. Shuta nakakahiya!