Queen Tiger

Chapter 10

(Dom's POV)

"Jeric Teng nanaman." I snapped and turned off my TV when a news about him started. Tiger's had made it to the finals.

Mustang lifted his head. Searching kung sino kaaway ko, and I know he's ready to bit whoever-it-is's head off. Literally. Pano kaya kung malaman nya it’s the one who gave him to me?

Mustang was a gift from Jeric, he was still a small puppy back then. Now, he's bigger than me.

"Jeric Teng nanaman." I whispered. He's all over the place because he'd been a big part of my life. I rarely use my social media accounts and changed my parking spot at school to avoid him. I even stopped sitting on the player's VIP kahit na he still give me tickets, though their water boy.

"I'm with friends po kasi." I remember myself reasoned when I bumped into Tita at a UST match.

I miss him. We haven't talk in ages. I've tempted to wish him good luck every time he had a match. Pero right now I can't stand him. It's too painful for me to endure. Maybe in time we could be friends. When I'm finally over him. Kapag hindi na ko nasasaktan. But just friends, I don't think we could be best friends again.

My phone rang. It's Jeron. I smiled, I maybe lost my best friend but I gained a good friend in the process. Jeron had been my emotion punching bag. He's always there for me. No false reassurance. No pity. No judgment. He'll just pat my back and listen.

"Congrats." I said when I answered my phone. "You made it to the finals."

"Thanks. So is kuya." He answered.

"Oo nga e." I tried to sound eager.

"So, what are you doing tonight?" He asked.

"Mentally beat your kuya." I joke.

"Well, you can beat him later. We'll have a thanks giving party before the game. You know, we can't party much na when someone already lost." He said.

"Uh... If you haven't still realized it, I'm no longer friends with Jeric." I shrugged.

"Hindi lang naman friends nya yung invited. My friends are coming too. We're friends right?" He asked, even I don't see him I know he's doing his kawawa-naman-si-bunso look.

"Yeah but..." I muttered.

"No buts. The place is big naman, and Kuya will have his own guests to entertain. There's little chance you'd bumped into my brother." He said.

"But what if I bumped into him?" I aksed.

"You can leave when you get uncomfortable." He answered. "I won't stop you."

"Promise?" I asked.

"Promise."

The party started at 9pm. I decided to show up at 11, spent an hour or so then leave before I bumped into Jeric.

I let my hair down and wore my favorite black battered jeans from diesel, white Bebe sleeveless top, black round toe studded pumps and vintage bangles. I made my usual make up and glide some lip gloss on my lips.

(Erica's POV)

I was retouching my make up at the ladies room, wearing a little black dress and faux leopard fur pumps. My hair flows in curls behind my back. It was already 12:30 and the party was a blast. I reapplied my pink lipstick when the flush went off and to my surprise Dominique came out from one of the cubicles.

What is she doing here?

"Hey." She greeted me casually as she washed her hand.

Why does she look stunning even under dressed? She even stands out of the crowd.