The Captain's Only Sea (Cavanaugh #4)

Kabanata 27

Kabanata 27

Upset

"Ah, gano'n ba?" I answered, disinterested.

Most of the time I would wear that usual flat expression on my face. Now the boredom became truly natural in me and was not just a masked expression. It's a feeling now.

Dramas. Girls are really into that. Women could never.

"Yeah, he even invited me to come here again. He loved my performance," nginuso niya pa ang kaniyang parang namamagang mga labi na tila ba ay pinipigilan ang pagngisi. "You're Kaleidoscope Vargas, right? The girlfriend? I hoped that you don't mind me borrowing your boyfriend for another night."

Kalmado kong ibinulsa ang mga kamay at walang kagana-gana itong tiningnan. "No problem."

"So you two are in an open relationship? We can have threesome if you want. Share his d*ck with me," her big eyes were glistening in hope and fake happiness.

Gusto kong ngumiwi sa pandidiri. Parang nasusuka ako sa kaniyang pinagsasasabi pero pinigilan ko ang sariling magpakita ng emosyon.

Mariin ko siyang tiningnan na mapang-asar akong nginingitian. Bigla na lamang may nabuong kalokohan sa isip ko.

I acted like I was sniffing and trying to identify the odor in the air. Kahit wala naman talaga akong naaamoy kung hindi ay ang maalat na pang-umagang hangin dito sa kalagitnaan ng karagatan.

"What's that smell?" I wrinkled my nose.

Nagtaka siya at nabura ang pang-iinis sa kaniyang mukha. "Huh? What smell?"

My face turned dead serious and directed my eyes on her confused one.

"Amoy mapanghi," I forced out a sour grimace in disgust. "Ikaw ba 'yon? Bakit kasi hindi ka nag-pa-panty. Tumatagos at umaalingasaw 'yong amoy."

Halata naman kasing wala itong suot na underwear dahil sa manipis at masikip na robang nakabalot sa kaniyang katawan.

The confusion on her eyes faded and turned into anger. Her face twisted in a frown of annoyance. She got pissed.

"Bitch," she snarled.

Umatras ako ng isang hakbang palayo sa kaniya upang mas madepina ang pandidiri ko dahilan ng pag-awang ng kaniyang mga labi.

I placed my index finger under my nose, indicating my withdrawal from smelling. "Grabe, parang patay na daga. Masangsang na talaga, maghugas ka na kaya muna? You stink."

Namula ang kaniyang mukha at mariin na nakatikom ang kaniyang bibig sa pagpipigil ng galit. Magkasalubong na rin ang kaniyang perpektong pagkaka-drawing na mga kilay.

She curled her small hands into fists and her knuckles turned white. "Shut the f*ck up! I always wash it every time I pee and even use pantyliner for the white blood!"

Ang lakas mang-asar tapos siya naman pala itong pikon? Huwag niya nga akong inuunahan. Ayaw kong pumatol sa mga ganito. Mas gugustuhin kong manahimik kaysa ang mag-aksaya ng oras sa mga drama niya. Pero hindi siya titigil kapag hindi ko siya patitikman ng ugali ko.

I was not the type of woman who would let other people spat at me. Yeah, catfights are cheap. But sometimes it can be stimulating and amusing, just like this.

Me? She just know me according to what she have read and seen online articles and physical magazines about me. Those posts are just announcements for my achievements. It's not my attitude, behaviour, and personality.

Wrong thoughts leads to wrong decisions.

Even having right thoughts makes us choose the wrong decisions, what more if our thoughts are inaccurate?