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#WTMH Roll 7: Closure

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"H-How did she --- " He stutters as he looks at the sleeping figure in his bed. He then clenches his fist after realizing that after Diana's sudden appearance on his pad, he changed the lock and only gave one duplicate card key to... "Damn you, Boyet." He exasperated a curse. "Damn you..." His jaw stiffens to control his raging emotion. 'I'm gonna kill the motherf*cker...' Binitawan niya ang kumot at pinulot ang cellphone sa carpet at mariing pinindot ang screen para i-dial ang numero ng katiwala.

Two rings...

Four rings...

Naputol ang pag-ring at nagsalita ang default operator. 'The number you're calling is busy right now. Please try again ---'

Di na niya tinapos ito at nag-re-dial uli.

Two rings...

Four rings...

'The number you're calling is busy right now. Please---'

"Fuck you, Boyet!!" Mahina pero matigas niyang ani. He rakes his hair with his fingers. "Shit..." Nilingon uli niya si Margaret sa kama niya. "Fuck!!!" Inis siyang nag-martsa palabas sa kwarto niya.

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Mabilis niyang naubos ang dalawang lata ng beer habang nakaupo sa kitchen counter. Half-naked with only his trousers on, he throws the can on the trash bin with force. "Ah.. Boyet..." Pumikit siya at tumingala. "Di ka na talaga masisinagan ng araw bukas." He tried calling him four more times, yet it only ends with an operator saying the line is busy.

Halos maubos na nga ang lakas niya sa pagpipigil na huwag lumapit sa babae, pero heto ito at nakahiga sa mismong kama niya suot ang isang malaking t-shirt niya.

In his pad.

In his bed.

Wearing his shirt.

Her fetal position hugging his pillow done no help since the shirt lifted from her legs up her waist showing a satin white underwear.

This is making him crazy!!

Habang nakatukod ang dalawang braso sa counter, he taps his fingers on the tiles. Thinking how he will survive the night without ... touching her.

"Damn..." Bumaba siya. He planned to immediately drop to sleep after arriving, but things changed. Gising na gising ang buong diwa niya ngayong gabi. His blood is boiling of rage and desire. "Stop overthinking..." He reminds himself.

Naglakad siya papasok sa kwarto at hinablot ang swimming trunks sa closet na di tinatapunan ng tingin ang babae sa kama.

He decided to tire himself out by swimming on the pool. Baka sakaling humupa ang init ng kaniyang katawan at mapagod ang utak sa kakaisip. Mabilis siyang lumabas sa kwarto at umakyat sa ikalawang palapag.

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Sa inuupahang apartment na ilang hakbang lang mula sa Miller HQ, tumatawa si Baxter na umiinom ng kape habang nakaupo sa bintana. Instead of feeling scared of what his boss will react tomorrow, he has this feeling that Isaiah will thank him than scold him.