I Hate You, Lover (ON HOLD)

Chapter 1 "Coffee And Roses"

Vlanca's POV

I was sitting inside a coffee shop on my sketch pad and sipping my coffee.
I looked up and saw a woman sipping her coffee while on her computer.

I've been sketching her for about 20 minutes now.

Bakit ba she's so pretty eh.

Sana di niya nahahalata na kanina pa ako nakatingin sakaniya.
E pa-paint ko siya mamaya pagdating sa bahay.

Last day of summer na namin bukas and I choose to spend it creepily drawing someone.

Galing ipagpatuloy ko to at baka sa kulungan ko e spend ang school year.

Tinatapos ko nalang ang maliliit na details sa sketch nang may biglang nagsalita sa harapan ko.

"Miss pinapabigay po nung babae sa kabilang table." Sabi ng waitress at naglapag ng carrot cake sa harapan ko.

Tumingin ako sa likod niya pero wala naman akong nakitang nakaupo sa kabilang table.

Gagi ate baka ghost yun ah.

"Ah, thank you po." Sabi ko nalang at umalis na siya.

Pagka lingon ko sa babaeng ni sketch ko kanina ay wala na ito.

Agh, where is she na?

I finished my sketch and ate the cake and went on my way.

Naglalakad ako palabas ng cafe habang hawak hawak ang bag ko.

Why did I decide ba kasi na mag walk from my house to here eh.

As I was walking down the alleyway when I can't shake the feeling that someone is watching me.

Maybe just some random bozo.

I continued walking until I reached my house. When I was checking my bag for my keys I noticed red roses in Infront of my doorstep.

"Where'd you come from," I murmured.

I picked it up and checked if there was any note left behind.

There was, it read,

"Beautiful roses deserve a beautiful owner, take care of me please."

I couldn't help but smile at the cheesy note.

Sino kaya nagbigay neto.

I smelled the roses and went inside my house looking for a vase to put it on.

I took a vase that has nothing on it and then put some water into it, I put my roses in and took it to my studio where I paint.

As I entered my studio I couldn't help but smile at the scenery before me.

Beautifully made paintings on the walls and messy plastic-covered floors filled with booming colors of paint.
One side of my walls is made of glass so you can see outside.

I set my vase of roses on the table beside me and took my sketchbook out of my bag.

Marahan kong tinignan ang magandang babae na nasa papel.

God, why is she so pretty?

Snap out of it Cy it's just a woman it's not like I haven't painted someone before.

As I was painting the base of my canvas my phone rang.
I answered it and put it on speaker as I continued painting.

"Watcha doing bish?" I rolled my eyes at my cousin.

"Painting, why?"

"Free ka ba later, sis?." Tanong niya.

"Bakit san niyo nanaman ako dadalhin?"

"Wag sinasagot ng tanong ang tanong ko Vlanca, ano? Are you coming ba?"

"Pilitin mo ako." Pang aasar ko.

"Ay, why naman nagpapapilit ka pa bakla. Sasama ka or babagsak ka this school year?"

Napatigil ako sa pagpipinta. "Sis wag naman ganun di ka naman mabiro eh parang tanga."

"Ayieee so sasama ka na ah, mag bbar hoping tayo."

"Baka di na tayo magising bukas ah."

"Okay lang yun at least mamamatay tayong masaya."

"Feeling ko di magiging masaya yung ulo ko pagkatapos."

"HAHAHA yan sasama ka na ah wala nang bawian, maghaganap tayo ng masasarap dun." Biro ni Vier.

"Yan kalandian nanaman kasi eh."

"Malamang ano pa bang ipupunta ko sa bar kundi gwapo." I could imagine hime rolling his eyes while saying that.

Nagusap pa kami ng konti at sabi niya ay susunduin daw nila ako mamaya.

It's been about an hour since I started painting and my piece is almost done it just needs a few more little details.

I polished the little mistakes and I finally finished painting her.

"Beautiful," I said admiring the woman I painted.