Chapter 1

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"Francheska, pack your things. Bukas na ang lipad natin papuntang Pinas."

"I told you I don't wanna go!"

Ayan na naman sila. They kept on insisting na sasama ako. Sinabi ko na ngang ayaw ko, e! Anong gagawin ko sa bansang 'yon sa loob ng tatlong buwan?!

I like my life here in London! My friends are here, my life is here! Daaaamn, I'm 21 and still with my parents!

Bakit kasi naging Pilipino pa ang tatay ko, e! Gusto ako maging conservative. Ayaw niyang umalis ako sa bahay hanggat hindi ako kasal.

I wanna settle down on my own! Oh bloody hell! My dad is being a pain in the arse! Since I finished college he's been like that to me!

While on the other hand, fuck my boyfriend! We've been together for months now. But he don't want me to stay on his unit! He don't want us to live on our own!

My friends live on their own and I can't! I wanna be like them! Have an apartment, find job, live in with  boyfriends and girlfriends, party on their own and the likes!

Palagi akong may bodyguard na nakasunod sa tuwing may night out or any gimmick. Yes, they're meters away pero lahat ng kilos ko nakakarating kila dad. And when I reached their limit, pati allowance ko nalilimit!

Oh what a shitty laughing stock my life is! Damn them!

"Stop being a brat, Francheska! You will come with us, whether you like it or not! Kayong tatlo ng mga kapatid mo! They all agreed!"

Ginamitan na naman niya ako ng maawtoridad niyang tono. As if gagana pa sa akin 'yan. Gasgas na gasgas na 'yan! Hindi na ako matatakot diyan! Wala ng epekto sa akin 'yan!

"As if I care, dad! Sila ang isama niyo, I'll stay!"

"Stop being so stubborn!"

"Dad! Please!"

"Please what, Francheska?! You've been a brat all your life! There's no way I'm gonna let you live here alone and with that Gustavo na pineperahan ka lang naman!"

"How many times do I have to fucking--"

"Language, Francheska Marithe!"

"--freaking tell you that I don't wanna go there?! I'll stay here! And don't dare accuse Gustavo such nonsense!"

"Hiwalayan mo na ang lalakeng 'yon kaysa ipakasal kita sa hindi mo kakilala! Look for another man! Yung seryoso sayo!"

"Nonsense!"

I walked out. Pupunta na lang ako  sa apartment ng boyfriend ko. I need a break from this hell-house! And I think some make out will do.

"Francheska, come back here!"

Uhhh, dad's too controlling!

As soon as I get out of that hellish house, I immediately called for a cab at saka nagpahatid sa apartment ni Gustavo.

I was about to text him that I'll be there any minute now, when realization hit me. I left my phone in the house, charging!

Mabilis akong nakarating sa apartment na tinitirhan niya. His room's on the third floor left wing.

I lit a cigarette just to calm my senses. When I finished a stick, I went up.

Pumanhik ako papunta roon. And to my surprise, the door of his unit isn't fully closed.

Without knocking, I barged in. I blinked fast when I see scattered clothes on the floor. There's even a lacy red panty on the sofa with an obvious mark of being wet. Eeew!

Ang kaninang kumukulong dugo ko ay sumabog na. That Gustavo! How dare he cheats on me?!

And the clothes. They look familiar! Sana lang mali ang iniisip kong nagmamay-ari ng mga damit na 'to!

I picked up the girly clothes, and merciless tore them into pieces, making an overwhelming ripping sound. Umuwi siya ng gutay-gutay ang damit! Bwisit!

I spit on her bra and panty, thrice! Right where the nipples would hit and where the vag*na opening would stick!

Kinapa ko ang dibdib ko. Wala akong maramdaman na sakit.

Nangingibabaw ang galit. Damn these people. How dare them?!

First, my dad's being a total pain in th arse.

While my boyfriend and bestfriend's doing the nasty?!

Is this what I get from being a brat?!

Mabilis na tinungo ko ang kwarto ni Gustavo sa loob, their moans are like demons wanting to take over my body and be a monster! Uhh, nakakasuka sila!

I peeked in. There I saw my so-called bestfriend, or so I thought, riding Gustavo's c*ck! Leaning her head upwards as if sarap na sarap sa ginagawa. Wow, so lame move. Up and down, eh? And Gustavo's kneading Vette's big boobs. Wow, enjoying, eh?

"Hey Vette, enjoying Gustavo's small d*ck, eh?! Cheaters are losers you whore and asshole!"

"Francheska!" They uttered in unison.

Fuck them! Its like they moaned my name! Nakakadiri! I wanna puke! Oh my god. Yuck! Parang umikot ang sikmura ko!

Without any words, I left that fucking unit. Take all their time jerking, wanking, f*cking. I don't give a damn!

Imagining Vette wearing the undergarments that I have spit on makes me laugh.

Fuck that Gustavo as well, fuck him really. Now I know why he don't wanna settle down. He's been cheating on me since my bestfriend knows when.

How cliche! Your bestfriend, fucking your boyfriend?! Great! Fucking great!

Mabilis akong nakabalik ng bahay. My dad's on his rage mode, galit na naman 'to sa biglaang pag-alis ko. He's sitting on his sofa, panting as if he just came from a rough round.

I spoke even before he say a word, "Anong oras flight? Can we go now? Sabi mo maganda air don sa bansa mo, I think I need that now."

"You're kidding, right?" His mouth's wide open, still shocked with my sudden change of plan.

I, again, left him hanging. I went to my room and packed my things. Two big luggages would do, right?

I picked up my phone, and search for pictures on what Manila looks like. Buildings. Buildings. And buildings!

This will be the first time I'll be away in London for months. I decided to finally come with them, because what just happened is enough reason for me to go away and relax. Losers cheat, so they were.

"As much as possible don't bring furry clothes, and coats, Francheska. Spaghetti straps, dresses, shorts and pants would do. Don't bring heels for Christ's sake. "

"Whatever, mom.

"Whats with the change of mind. Francheska?"

I heaved a deep sigh, "I saw Vette fucking Gustavo. And I find that scene a reason for me to fin'lly come with you."

"Francheska Marithe, your way too much. Can you go a little, just little, conservative? Your words. They're too--"

"Too bold, Mom. I know. Can you leave me alone, mom? I want to sleep. Wake me up when its time to leave."

"Don't foget to bring your portfolio in case you want to apply in the Philippines."

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