[Listen to the song above for better reading experience]
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The sun's up and the room's still.
Warm rays shine from the window down to my bed and I try to calm my mind.
Huminga ako ng malalim at tiningnan ang oras.
He'll be here soon.
I should finish up.
Hastily, I put the last of my personal belongings inside my bag.
Kukunin ko na sana ang mask ko when from the corner of my eye, I see the figure of the jar and I stop.
I quickly shut my eyes closed.
Don't think about it, Myrah.
Don't even look at it.
Don't.
Slowly, I open my eyes and focus on the mask that is just an arm's length away.
That's it.
Just reach for the damn mask.
But right as I was about to reach for my mask, my eyes betray me and wander to the small jar placed on the table beside the now empty bed.
Damnit.
My fingers freeze on top of the mask and I couldn't help but stare at the SimSimi gummies inside the jar.
I sigh and hang my head.
Lord, help me.
Feeling all the emotion flow back in me, I sit down on the bed.
I lean my forehead on my hands and prop my elbows on my knees.
Scenes of what happened last night invade my mind as I descend back into the darkness.
. . .
When I held the jar close to my face, I saw no ordinary gummy bears.
They were in the shape of the chick I despised.
SimSimi.
Realization hit me like a truck and my breath hitched.
Kieth.
.
.
.
Hah!
No.
That's impossible.
He couldn't be the chef.
Baka naisip lang ng chef na bigyan ako nito dahil alam niyang endorser ako ng SimSimi products.
Yeah...
I mean, the chef could be a fan of mine for all I know.
Baka it's his way of saying na he's a fan.
Right. Baka yun nga.
Bakit ba siya agad ang naisip mo, Myrah? You don't even know if he cooks or not.
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NDKS 2 : Ruined
Fanfiction[Book 2 ng NANG DAHIL KAY SIMSIMI] 8 years have passed since Myrah's heart was torn to pieces. Now, she's starting anew. Bagong bansa. Bagong buhay. Bagong bahay. Bagong trabaho. Bagong BOYFRIEND. But just when she was starting to pick up all the...
