Chapter 17

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Samantha

Mabilis akong napatayo nang makita ko na bumagsak yung ulo ni Terry sa counter ng mini bar. Saktong nasalo iyon ni Leigh bago pa ito mauntog.

"Hey, what happened?"

Tinanggal ko yung mga kamay ni Van na nakayakap sa akin at agad lumapit sa mga ito.

"I think she's drunk." Kaswal na sabi ni Leigh.

Napailing naman ako. Sinabi pa naman nito na hindi ito iinom. Tapos wala pang isang oras ay lasing na ito.

"How many drinks she had?"

"Four shots."

"Four?"

Tumango si Leigh bago inangat yung bottle ng brandy.

"What the fudge, Leigh! You should have asked me first if she's drinking or not." Hindi ko itinago yung bahagyang inis na nararamdaman ko.

Just by looking at Terry na nawalan na ng malay, lalo pa akong nairita. Both sa sarili ko dahil naiwan ko sya at kay Leigh na nilasing ito.

"I didn't know that she's not drinking." Leigh defend herself.

"You didn't know. But you offered her brandy? How about trying to mix her a light one first para malaman mo kung umiinom sya o hindi?"

"Hey, Samantha. Are you annoyed?" Tumatawang sabi ni Van na inangat yung hawak nitong bote ng alak na para bang nakikipagcheers pa bago uminom doon.

Hinawakan ko si Terry para macheck kung okay lang ito. She's fine I think. Mukhang nagpass out lang talaga ito dulot ng kalasingan.

Tumayo si Leigh sa stool. She's an inch shorter than me. Pero halos magkasingtangkad lang kami ngayon kasi nakaheels sya at nakaflat sneakers ako.

"Are you worried on her?"

"Of course! She's my betrothed."

"Not with that excuse, Sammie. We won't buy that. We know the real deal."

Masama pa din ang loob ko sa kanya. She should be the one supporting me. But she's acting like a child throwing tantrums. And she even get Terry drunk. Of course alam ni Leigh kung umiinom yung tao o hindi. She's used seeing people and she can judge people by just looking at them. She's a damn psychologist. She can tell when someone is comfortable or not.

"What's with that uncomfty outfit, Sam?"

She eyed my clothes. My uncommon clothes. Told you that I'm a dress and skirt type. Hindi ako umimik.

"Do you really think you'll fit in her world? Stop fooling yourself Sammie. We all know you can't."

Inis na sinamaan ko ng tingin si Leigh. Kayleigh and Van are my closest ally in the circle because of our family ties. If there's people who knew me well, sila iyon. Well, except Grant. Si Grant kasi para kaming may sariling dimensyon na para lang sa aming dalawa. I can freely share my secrets with her. Even the most painful and darkest one. Because I know hers.

"And who are you to tell me wherever I fit and wherever I'm not?"

Umangat ang kilay nito na halatang hindi makapaniwala na sumasagot ako ng ganoon. Dati kasi ay palalampasin ko lang sila. Because I'm a fuckin' passive friend. I hate arguments. I hate misunderstandings. Because I don't know how to deal with it.

Maging si Van ay tumayo din sa sofa. Bahagyang mabuway na din yung lakad nito. Buti na lang at nasalo ito ni Railey at ipinaupo ulit bago pa matumba.

"I'll do what I deem is right for me, Leigh. Thank you but I can deal with it."

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