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Sixteen: Still Hate You

Turo ng lolo't lola ko na utak muna bago puso. That I should not make any decisions when I'm in the brink of my emotions. And no matter what happens, never trust what I feel. It's just a feeling that could deceive me. Dapat ang pairalin ay ang utak sa lahat ng sitwasyon at sa lahat ng oras.

And I just did break that rule.

Wala akong choice. It was either I stay there and deal with Miles or be with Slade for just a fifteen-minute drive. Mas tolerable yung huli kaya naman ito ang pinili ko.

Isa pa, wala naman akong kailangang gawin kundi ang manahimik na umupo dito sa sasakyan niya at hintaying marating namin ang Montereal Place.

I looked outside through the window, keeping myself busy looking at the different establishments we passed by.

I heaved out a sigh. Sobrang tahimik. What I could only hear was the engine. Nothing else. Ni hindi man lang maisipan ni Slade na magpatugtog. Well, I even doubt he liked music. At kung gusto man niya ng musika, baka hindi rin kami pareho ng gustong pakinggan.

Binalik ko na lang ang konsentrasyon sa labas. Nasaan na ba kami?

Bigla akong napaunat ng upo nang makita yung street papunta sa Montereal Place. Malapit na kami.

I was expecting Slade to slow down but he didn't. Instead, he kept his speed. At nang dapat ay liliko na kami, dumiretso lang ang kotse sa kahabaan ng highway. Fita.

Napatingin ako sa kanya. Diretso lang ang mga mata niya sa daan. Bakit hindi kami lumiko? Doon yung papunta sa Montereal Place ah?

"Slade, lumagpas na tayo," sabi ko sa kanya. Baka naman kasi nakalimutan niya. Baka.

He threw me a glance, giving me a snide smirk. "I know."

I gaped at him as he looked in front again. Fudgee barr. Anong ibig sabihin niya doon?

"What?" I asked incredulously. "What do you mean by that?"

He didn't answer but just gave a me chuckle.

I gasped. Seriously, I was starting to freak out. Obvious naman na hindi sa Montereal Place ang punta namin. Pero saan? And I hated it. I hated the fact that I was worrying while all he did was smirk or chuckle. Fita talaga. Hindi man lang niya ako mabigyan ng matinong sagot.

"Slade, saan ba talaga tayo pupunta?" tanong ko sa kanya, medyo mataas na ang boses ko. "C'mon. Kung hindi mo ako kayang sagutin, then just stop the car at bababa ako."

"Chill, darling, I'll bring you to your place, that's a promise but just not now."

Nagkunot naman ang noo ko sa sagot niya. At darling? Ugh. Why that pet name again? The first time he called me that when I was outside his unit and he thought me of someone who was offering the three letter nasty word to him.

I glared at his direction though I did know he didn't see that because he was all too focused driving. "Saan mo ba ako balak dalhin ha?"

"Somewhere you would like. Trust me."

And there were those words again. I gritted my teeth. "I don't trust anyone. I already told you that."

"Well, you should've thought of that first before you stepped into my car."

Napanganga na naman ako sa direksyon ni Slade. Saan niya ba talaga ako balak dalhin? Wala naman siguro siyang balak na gawan ako ng hindi maganda... diba? Or maybe...

Ugh. CN, stop thinking too much. Paranoid ka na naman.

Pero, kasi... ugh. Bahala na nga. Binuksan ko ang bag at kinuha ang cellphone dito. I clicked the camera icon and held the phone into Slade's direction.

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