Deceret Series #1: His Lips On My Neck

Chapter 4

 Chapter 4

Tanging mabilis na pagtitipa lang ng mga daliri ko ang naririnig sa buong kwarto. The illuminated screen of my Macbook blinded me a bit. My hands unconsciously went around the laptop and turned on the lamp, so that my eyes wouldn't hurt.

Then, I went back to writing. In crafting another world that only exists inside of my head. I began to make love with the characters, and pretend that I am one of them. I began to pretend that I am a perfect, happy girl who can deal with everything. I'd like to think that what I have inside of me is not an insensitive heart.

Writing helps me to escape the horrors of reality.

I become the most authentic version of myself whenever I am in front of my laptop. No filters. No fucking censorship. It's the rawest and purest form of me that one could ever see.

Napaigtad ako sa malakas na katok sa aking pintuan. Marahas kong isinarado ang aking laptop, kumakabog ang dibdib sa kaba. The impatient knocks continued pounding my door, sending me to a mini heart attack before I managed to pull myself up and rush to the door.

"Mommy..." I panted.

Leonora Roman's delicate yet scowling face greeted me. Mapangmata niya akong tiningnan bago siya nagsalita.

"What took you so long to open your door, young lady?"

"I'm doing homework." I lied.

Numipis ang mga labi nito. She suspiciously eyed my room before she turned to me again.

"Bumaba ka na riyan at narito ang designer para sa ball gowns ninyong dalawa ni Shantel."

I nodded my head. Siya namang pagbukas ng katabing pinto ng kwarto ko at iniluwa ang aking kambal na abala sa pagtitipa sa kaniyang iPhone.

Mother smiled sweetly at her. "Shantel, darling, narito na ang mga designers. Bumaba na kayong dalawa..." mas mahinahon niyang wika.

"Okay, mommy!" Shantel chirped, her eyes not leaving the phone.

Mabilis na tumalikod si mommy sa akin at nagpatiuna na sa pagbaba. I closed the door to my room and turned to my twin sister, grinning at her phone slightly.

Nang sa wakas ay ibaba niya ito'y binalingan ako ni Shantel at mas lalo pang lumawak ang kaniyang ngisi.

"Nakita ko ulit siya kagabi."

"Sino?" pang-uusisa ko sa mahinang boses habang naglalakad kami pababa.

Shantel let out a girly giggle. "Yung sinasabi kong gusto kong lalaki."

"Hmm..." I stole a glance at her. Natural na mala-rosas ang mga pisngi ni Shantel pero ngayo'y bahagya itong namumula sa alaala ng lalaking napupusuan. "Yung bokalista ng Memento Mori?"

Her eyes lit up in delight. "Yes!" she cried happily. "I watched him sing last night and it made me fall in love with him more!"

Bahagya akong napangiwi sa sinabi ni Shantel. Love is a very powerful word and should not be used in vain. Ganun na ba talaga kamakapangyarihan ang nararamdaman niya para sa bokalistang iyon to the point that she'd declare her love for him?

"And what's more..." she said in a singsong voice. "Pumayag na si mommy na kumanta sila sa birthday natin!" she squealed like a child, grabbed my thin arms, and shook me to no end. "He's going to sing for us!"

Na-eskandalo si mommy sa malakas na boses ni Shantel at marahas kaming nilingon magkapatid. While the designers are smiling at us, probably admiring my sister's beauty, pinandidilatan kami ng aming ina.