P.S. Obsessively In Love With You

Chapter 29

“Please, ibigay mo kay Hans to. Wag mong bubuksan at wag mong sasabihin kahit kanino.” I said pleadingly.

She stared at the paper,
“But why? Anong laman nito? Baka tungkol sa drugs to ah--”

I rolled my eyes,
“Do I look like someone na nagda-drugs?”

“Um yes?” she said staring at my face.

Tumingin ako sa salamin and yep, I look like someone na nagda-drugs. I looked horrible. I became thinner, my hair is messy, there are big, dark circles under my eyes, my lips and skin are so pale and there is a bruise on my cheeks.

My gaze went back to Misa and she held her hands up defensively,
“I mean, kahit mukhang isang linggo ka ng di natutulog, maganda ka pa rin naman.”

Mambobola pa eh.
“Look, yung nasa papel hindi yan drugs or something na makakasira ng buhay natin okay? Basta ibigay mo lang kay Hans, it's just something personal about us.”

Her eyes twinkled,
“Like a love letter?”

“Erm.. Yes.” I said para tumigil na sya.

She stopped,
“But aren't you in a relationship with the famous vlogger? Are you cheating on him?”

Ganito ba talaga kadaldal to?

“Look, it's my farewell to him, because we can't be together due to..things.” I said not really knowing what to say.

She looked at me with an awed expression as her hand went to her chest.
“Forbidden love?”

“Uh yeah something like that. Please, pakibigay na lang. Wag na wag mong babasahin kasi personal, please. Kapag binasa mo yan talagang sasabihin ko kay Finn na crush mo sya.” I said, washing my hands and then drying them with my pants.

Almost immediately, her face became scarlet and she nodded frantically, pocketing the paper.

I went to leave the restroom.
“Kapag may nakaalam kasi about the message inside that paper, baka agad isumbong kay Lucian.”

She gave me a thumbs up,
“Okay, ako bahala.”

“Thank you.” I said and was about to leave nang bigla syang nagsalita.

“You know, mas bagay kayo ni Hans. Nakikita ko sa mga mata nyo na mahal nyo ang isa't isa yet hindi kayo pwede.. I hope na sana ma-fix lahat between the two of you at matanggap ni Lucian na si Hans talaga ang nasa puso mo.”

Napakamot na lang ako ng ulo. Pinagsasabi nito?
“Erm.. Yeah sure. Thanks.” I said and lumabas na sa restroom.

I went back to the table where Lucian was still looking at his phone and eating the blueberry cupcakes.
“Bakit ang tagal mo?” he asked.

“Tumae ako.” I said nonchalantly and he didn't reply making me look at him.

He stopped eating and there was a look on his face as if he's trying not to gag.
Ang arte.

He forced a smile on his face.
“Uh, can we just eat this at home?” he said and went to the counter para manghingi ng pambalot.

As soon as we got home, he sat on the black single sofa at ako naman pumunta sa kusina to fill the pet bowls of my dogs. I watched them happily eat as I stroked their heads.
Then, I stood up again to do something entertaining.
I passed by Lucian, still sitting on his throne with his phone.
Dumaan ako sa likod and I caught glimpse of my face on the screen.
But it was different. I look younger and mas dugyot ako sa picture na yun.
Is that my ID picture when I was in 1st year high school? My mind went back to the time kung saan may nagpadala sakin. Yung mga papel, my cards.

My eyes widened, although I've already suspect that Lucian is the one behind those, somehow naguguluhan pa rin ako.
Ano bang purpose kung bakit nya pinadala ang mga yun?

I need to confront him. Now.

Controlling my anger I went to sit on the larger couch, just a few feet away from him. His gaze still on his phone.

“Ikaw nagpadala nung mga report cards ko dati diba?” I said as calmly as possible.

“So what if I am?” he said, not even looking at me.

My anger started to rise and my hands balled into fist.
“Bakit? At pano mo nalaman?”

He sighed, putting his phone down.
“Simple. I want to break you.”

“W-What?”

“Nisha, what you experienced in the past made you the woman that you are today. Of course you moved on but the trauma was still there. The humiliation, the pain.. Everything.” he said, a smile on his face.

“But why?”

“I guess I just like seeing you helpless.” he admitted.
“I've always been a little sadistic, and seeing the girl I love, vulnerable, weak..” he giggled.
“It turns me on.”

“You're sick.”

“And what are you gonna do about it?” he taunted,
“You don't have a choice to begin with, my dear.” he said with his annoying grin.
I glared at him with so much hatred but I couldn't utter a single word.

He gaze at me with amusement dancing in his eyes,
“The things that I love about you, you're too bendable, too weak, too timid.” his grin widened.
“Too spineless to fight me.”

He stood up from his black single sofa or as I like to call it 'his throne' and went to me who was sitting at the larger sofa.

He tilted my head with one his long nails forcing me to look up at him.
I hate to admit it but he's right. I feared him and I know he could sense it.

“No matter what you do, you won't find a way out.. You will never find a way out. Sakin ka lang, Nisha Virgil Romano. Naiintindihan mo?”.

I whimpered when his large slender hand cupped my cheeks and squeezed it digging his long nails slightly in my skin as tears pricked my eyes,

A smirk tugged his red lips,
“Akin ka lang.”