Deceret Series #2: Bleed for Love

Chapter 16

"You must be drunk."

Halos malaglag ang panga ko sa naging sagot niya. Hawak pa rin ni Rigor ang doorknob at hindi gumagalaw, seryosong nakatingin sa akin.

"Rigor—"

"Let's talk about it properly tomorrow when you're not drunk. I don't want you making impulse decisions."

"Pero seryoso ako—"

"Good night, Czarina." Rigor stepped out and shut the door behind him.

Frustrated, I kicked at the sheets and screamed internally. Did he just turned me down? Or is he too good of a man to wait until the morning to make sure that my brain works properly and whatever comes from my mouth is not a result of some ridiculous emotion?

Panting, I rolled over the bed and hugged my knees. I've always been embarrassed in front of him but this has got to be the most embarrassing moment ever! All that courage I worked hard to gather...

Inipit ko ang pang-ibabang labi at pinatay ang sigaw sa isipan. Now, Czarina. No need to be immature. He probably wants to do this the right way.

Pinilit ko ang sariling makatulog nung gabing iyon. When I woke, my head is throbbing painfully. Hindi naman ganun karami ang nainom ko pero sumasakit pa rin ang ulo ko. I sat in the bed for a few minutes, having an existential crisis before I was able to drag my sorry self outside.

Maingat ang paglalakad ko. The house is eerily silent. I could hear some soft noises in the kitchen as I walk down the tiny hallway. Clothes and red cups are strewn everywhere. The faint scent of alcohol lingered heavily in the morning air. I squinted my eyes when I stepped into the living room. Sobrang nasisilaw ako sa liwanag kaya mabilis kong binaling ang paningin.

"Morning..."

I turned to the source of the voice. Rigor and Elton are standing in the kitchen, looking unbearably hot. Hindi ba nalalasing ang mga 'to? Both of them were topless, and I didn't mind it as I walk towards them.

"Good morning..."

"Maayos ba ang tulog mo?" si Rigor.

I nodded, sliding into a chair and watching them carefully. It seems they're trying to make a breakfast. Nakasandal ang cellphone ni Elton sa may stove at mukhang nag-search pa ata ng recipe sa Google.

I chuckled internally but the smile quickly faded when another wave of pain hits my head. Grunting, my fingers harshly massaged my temple in an attempt to make the pain go away.

"Headache?" si Elton na inaabot ang cupboard sa taas. He pulled out a jar that contains white, small tablets and briefly glanced at the label before throwing it at me. nanlaki ang mga mata ko at mabilis na sinalo ang jar. "Aspirin. Baka makatulong."

"Thanks?" nangungunot ang noo kong wika. Nag-double check pa ako kung aspirin ba talaga ang binigay niya sa akin bago ako kumuha ng isa at uminom.

I stood and went to help the two of them when my feet came in contact with something cold on the floor. I almost shrieked when I saw Thyron, sleeping soundly with a big, fat python wrapped around his neck.

"What the hell—"

"Just let that idiot sleep there. Ayaw bumangon, kanina pa yan."

I shut my mouth. Is it really normal for rich kids to have a fucking python chilling in the kitchen or is this guy weird?

A friend of Elton joined us for breakfast. We were casually talking but my eyes are always drifting towards Rigor. I expected that I'd be awkward around him but that's not the case.