Housemates With Benefits [COMPLETE|PUBLISHED]

Sabrina (19)

At first, when I opened my eyes to a darkened room, I thought it was all part of a nightmare.  But the unfamiliar bed, the roughness of the body towel wrapped around me, convinced me that it did happen.  Oliver San Martin did accuse me of being a slut to my face. The memory makes me want to laugh for the  irony of it all.  Ang pakiramdam lang na hindi ako nag-iisa ang pumupigil sa akin.  

Dahan-dahan,  my eyes adjusted to the darkness.  Nakatulong ang pumapasok na ilaw mula sa labas.  Ang kurtina para sa sliding door nitong cabin must have been left open.  I could also hear the distant music coming from the main villas signalling that the party isn't over yet.  I wonder how long did I sleep?  Obviously, not long enough.  I wished I slept longer para pagkagising ko I could have gone home.

The thought of the apartment I'm sharing with Oliver makes me want to cry.  I curled myself deeper inwards. I can't possibly stay there anymore.  Pero saan naman ako pupulutin?  Naibayad ko na ang lahat ng budget allotted para sa bahay at the start of the semester.  I could always ask Mama for more but then tatawagan niya ang tatay ko for sure.  I'd rather be San Martin's whore kesa gawin 'yon ni Mama.  I could go to Rachel.  I'm sure she will be ecstatic if I say I want to finally live with her.  But then, I have to tell her where I have been staying after I moved out of my previous apartment. Hindi ko alam kung anong magagawa niya if she finds out I lived with the biggest manslut of SJU.  

Or, I could always stay.  I already knew na aabot ang non-relationship namin sa puntong ito and the plan has always been to stay after and act like nothing happened.  Sure the ending wasn't as amicable as I thought it would have been but I don't know why I have to change my plans.  Unless of course, Oliver throws me out which would make him an absolute jerk.  But, yeah, I could stay.  All I have to do is drink a gallon of steel to grow myself a spine and to make ice run through my veins so nothing he ever does or say can ever touch me again.  Could I do that?

"Alam kong gising ka na," a deep voice I never thought I would hear this near again broke through my thoughts and made the hairs at the back of my head stand up.  

"What are you doing here?," I hissed. My voice sounded so loud in my ears but I'm sure I whispered it.  Just loud enough para marinig niya and nobody else just in case may iba pang tao na nasa kuwarto.  Naalala kong ang cabin na napili ko ay may dalawang king-sized bed at maaaring may ibang taong nasa kabilang kama. Napahigpit ang kapit ko sa comforter na ipinambalot ko sa aking katawan bago ako naidlip kanina.  And kept my back turned.

Paano pa nagawang manatili ni Oliver dito sa kuwarto.  Lalo na at tumabi pa sa akin?  Sa lapit ng boses niya, I'm sure he's lying on the same bed I am in. What the heck is happening?

"I couldn't stay away, Sab," taimtim niyang tugon.  "Not after the way you looked at me before you laid down. I couldn't leave after that."

What do you say after hearing that from someone who called you a whore less than 12 hours ago?  Exactly.  Nothing.

Ngunit, mukhang hindi naman nangangailangan ng tugon si Oliver dahil nagpatuloy siya.

"Pagkatapos ng lahat ng sinabi ko, I know I don't even have the fucking right to breathe the same air as you much less to be anywhere near you.  Mukhang hindi pa naman sukdulan ang pagiging gago ko na hindi ko 'yon maintindihan.  But it seems that I'm enough of a selfish bastard to refuse to stay away from you.  Don't ask me why dahil hindi ko din alam. Katulad ng hindi ko rin alam kung bakit ko binitiwan ang mga salitang sinabi ko."

Hindi ko mapigilan ang sarili kong hindi pumihit paharap.  I got this feeling that I got to face him while he says the things he is saying.  Pero sinigurado kong I'm still all covered by the comforter.