Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Princess Pedregosa

"Why you were still standing?" He scoffed.

I was stunned for a moment, I am now appreciating his handsome features with roughly attitude attached to his face.

"Ah! Thanks nga pala," I thanked him lowered my head into bow.

When I upped my head, looking at him. He looked away and scowled. "You're not welcome tho. I almost waited here outside for an hour. I got bored and looked stupid waiting. You need to pay me exchange for those things I exert much effort to brought."

Napa-tanga ako sa sinabi niya. Kung may kapalit lang din ang tulong niya. Then, I must call anyone and that's not him. Kung hindi lang siya ang taong pumasok sa isip ko sana hindi na siya pumunta sa hypermarket para bumili.

"Wet wipes lang naman ang kailangan kong bayaran, ah," I scowled, rolling my eyes to him. "Anong kailangan kong gawin?"

"Be my servant for a week," he said made me stunned in place.

His words chanted repeatedly on my freaking mind. Is he stupid or sort of something? I want him to sent directly to a asylum or any mental institution. He sounded crazy bossy ass.

I want to ripped off his head out from his body. I want it too be brutal — fatal but bloodless murder.

I pulled out myself back from reverie when someone waving his hand and whispering words sent shivers to my spine.

I faced him, furrowed. "What?"

His forehead were creased. "Are you okay?"

"Can you tell that I'm okay? Huh?" I snapped, again. "After you said those words. I can't imagine myself — that I'm going to be your servant for an effin' long whole week?! What the —"

He shut my mouth up before unpleasant words would came out from my mouth by putting his index finger on my lips. I wanted to cursed him to death and I'm already starting to shove his grave for his early death.

He's getting into my nerves.

"Let me explain my side, Miss Pedregosa," he formally said. "You'll going to be my servant for a week for letting me wait you outside without any words... I got worried," I heard him whispered. "I thought you flushed yourself at the toilet, accidentally."

My blood gone livid, went up to my face. Gusto ko ng tapusin ang buhay ng lalaking 'to para wala ng sisira ng araw ko. Kapag nagsasalita siya sira agad ang araw ko.

"You texted me to buy you some wipes because there's no bidet here. And the most ridiculous thing I've gone far was to entered that fucking room," he shouted to my face pointing the girl's lavatory entrance door.

The girls were just walking in and out the lavatory looking at us but not caring on our conversation who sounded shit.

Tae. Poop. Shit. That's our topic so back off.

"I entered that place  for you. Tsk! That was ashame," he added, massaging his temple.

"Sorry for doing that," I bowed my head, apologising.

He patted my head. "I don't accept sorry from a person like you but if you accept my offer I can reconsider it," he's smiling like a dog. "You'll just need to say yes."

"Yes?" I asked, questioning, creasing my forehead.

He smirked for unknown reason. "You're now my servant, little bossy ass."

Confusion visible on my face. It surely, indeed. I don't understand his logically thinking mind.

"I didn't say yes," I pushed him on the chest. "You can't command me to do such things. I don't accept shits. So don't be so bossy around," I shouted to his face.

"I don't care how you said yes, as long it comes from your mind. I considered it as your answer, little blonde," ginulo niya ang kakaayos na buhok ko.

"Stop calling me little blonde." I pushed his hand far from my precious hair.

"I'm stating fact here, Princess." He's smirking again.

Why he is full of himself?

I gritted my teeth to surpassed my anger and calm myself before I pulled his hair out of his scalp.

"I reconsider it. You'll going to take care of me for the whole week. Be gentle to me, little kitten." He put his arm on my shoulder and pulled me walking out the hallway of comfort room.

I removed his arm on my shoulder without hassle. "Don't call me on such names. I had only one. It's Princess." I cleared out, rolling my eyes.

Konti nalang talaga masasapak ko na 'to ng isa. Ngayon lang kami nagkakilala pero feeling close ang loko. Bipolar, he is. I don't get his personality all the time.

"It doesn't suits you," he answered nonchalantly on my reaction. "Queen, will suits you the most."

I gulped and stiffed — unable to move and speak from what he just fucking said. Now, I'm cursing on my mind. I didn't cursed but this guy made me do.

I heard him chuckled when I paused on walking on the crowded area. He walk towards to me and pulled on wrist.

"Don't stop. I might lose you on the way."

Words coming from his mouth were sometimes hard to read and understand. I can comprehend but I don't want to put meaning on those that are shits.

"Let's shop for new clothes," he announced gripping tighten his hold on my wrist.

Sinubukan kong agawin ang kamay ko mula sa pagkakahawak niya. Kung hindi niya bibitawan 'yon. I might kick his balls. Good thing, he let go my hand.

"Why would I coming with you?" I crossed my arm over my chest.

"Because I said so," he insisted.

We went to a shop named Oxygen. He's just looking for nothing. The next thing I knew, he's already holding paper bag before we went out the shop.

He's walking and I'm just tailing him walking up the second floor. We're now on a shoe store named Nike. Before we could enter the shop he handed me the paper bags he's holding while walking up here.

"Hold that," he commanded.

"At bakit?"

"I'm your master and you are my little kitten. You get that?" clearing out. "You must be the one holding this, not me either."

Nga naman. Kailan pa nagbuhat ang amo ng gamit niya? What the fuck? Did I just accepted his offer onto my mind?

I must be insane. Ilang oras ko lang kasama ang isang 'to, nawala na ako sa katinuan.

I sighed in defeat. I harshly get the paper bags out of his hand. If I can slap these to his face I'll be doing that in the first place.

We entered the place and the smell of new made fabric welcomed me on the entrance. If this is a gallery, I must love the things I'm seeing right now but not.

"Do you have size 8 of this?" I heard him asked pointing a plain white sneakers to the sales lady tailing him since I don't know.

The Sales Lady nodded as response. She went somewhere, I don't care. I kept on sitting and chilling out on the soft canopy bed playing with my feet.

I took out my phone and went to Instagram and took a shot of those displayed shoes on the stands. In an aesthetical filter with some dirt grains.

I'd done boomerang video. Without viewing before posting it on my story. Nahagip pala siya sa video. His hands were inside his pants and looks cool. I even saw him holds his nape massaging it.

"He looks like problematic, for what reason?" I whispered to myself.

I'm being observant now, huh?

I saw the Sales Lady comeback with two shoe boxes holding on her hands. I stood when I saw Cedric gestures me to come to him and we'll now going.

He paid the shoes giving the cashier a black credit card. Unang beses ko lang makakita ng gano'n sa personal. He's a wealthy brat.

Nang makalabas kami sa shop. Tsaka ko lang napansin na pagabi na pala. Madalim na sa labas. Hindi 'ko nakakaramdam ng gutom dahil sa rami ng nakain ko kanina.

Inabot niya sa 'kin ang paper bag na galing sa Nike. Hindi naman gaanong mabigat ang buhat ko dahil puro damit at sapatos lang naman 'to. Easy chicken.

"Handle these with care," he reminded me.

I didn't response. Understood na niya 'yon.

He looked at me. I just gave him a mouthed, what. "Do you forget to by something or what?" He suddenly asked.

I looked up, thinking if I forget to buy something. And hell yeah. I do have to buy new art materials. Mabuti nalang dala ko ang ipon ko.

I nodded. "Where to?"

I start walking. I saw it awhile ago while we're up to the second floor. "National Book Store."

I saw him nod, tailing me. I can't see his face because he's behind me. My first impression for him was a cold hearted asshole but as the time pass, I can tell he has a lazy ass.

But, how can he become the President of Elite Student Council if he's lazy? Might be there's no progress but I can see the discipline of students with their wastes and trash.

Also, the respect for teachers. Ako lang yata ang tumalima sa respeto na 'yon dahil sinagot ko ang isa sa teacher ko. Adviser ko pa. Conscience hitting me now, hard.

I went inside the NBS to find a new journal sketch pad. Malapit na kasing maubos ang vacant sheets ng journal ko ngayon. I also brought new pencil — Steadler for my sketches.

I went to the cashier to paid the materials I brought. Nakita kong mag nagbato ng libro sa basket na hawak ko kung saan nakalagay ang pinamili ko.

"He likes reading? I see the look." I commented.

Nang makalabas na kami sa NBS. Laking pasasalamat ko nang siya ang magbayad ng pinamili niya. It's an English novel, kaya mahal 'yon. Gulat ako pati 'yong akin binayaran niya.

"Kaya mo na siguro dalhin 'yan hanggang sa parking," he glances the paper bags and plastic I'm holding.

"Sumusobra ka naman na. Alam mo ba kung gaano kalayo 'yon kung nasa'n man tayo ngayon?" reklamo ko sa kaniya hindi naman mabigay kaya ayos lang. Yung bag ko ang mabigat.

He furrowed. "Did I ranted or something when I brought you your sanitary tissue? I didn't, right?" He asked looking at me intently.

I pouted. "Whatever," was all I said in defeat.

Bigla akong naguluhan ng naramdaman ko na nawalan ng bigat ang bag na nakasabit sa likuran ko. When I look at my back, I saw Cedric tried to lift my bag's weight.

"Mas mabigat pa yata ang bag mo sa binubuhat mo," he assumed. And it's true indeed.

I nodded. "Then, I'll carry your bag. You'll carry those." gazing the bags I'm holding.

"Deal."

This is a win-win situation for me. Wala rin naman siyang buhat na bag kaya fair lang. He can be gentledog sometimes.

In a blink, he's now holding my bag on the strap swaying it on his hand while walking. I want to scold him. Nasa loob ng bag ko ang cellphone ko. Babasagin ko mukha mo kapag nabasag ang screen ng phone ko.

Kakapalit ko lang ng tempered glass screen para mukhang bago man lang at hindi mahuli. Android lang kaya ang phone ko.

He keeps on swaying my bag. "Can you walked a little faster?" He teased.

Don't be full of yourself. Mahaba lang ang biyas mo, dude. Porket maliit ako at matangkad ka gaganyan ka. Fuck you!

Life is unfair. Kaya ang life parang buhay.

Naramdaman ko ang init na humahampas sa mukha ko ng makalabas kami ng mall. Pwedeng bumalik sa loob? Ang init sa outside world.

Global warming, hanggang ngayon hindi pa rin kita gets.

Umilaw na ang kotse red light sa likod ng kotse niya ng pindutin niya ang susi ng Lamborghini niya. Mayaman naman 'to. Isasama ko siya sa program sa birthday ko tapos ang regalo dapat kotse. That would be great!

"Put it on the compartment," he command.

"Then, open the fucking compartment." I scowled.

He shook his head and a walk to the driver door, clicked some button to open up. Good thing, he's a gentledog. He opened the door compartment for me.

After I put the things at the back, I walked at the shotgun door to open and sat, relax and chill. One fucking day is done.

I reclined the seat on his car to lean over to rest my back — my body as well. I've been walking and walking. Hindi ko na maramdaman ang paa at hita ko sa pagod.

"You tired?" He sounded like worried mother. Dinaig pa si Mama.

"What do you think? Isn't obvious? I want to take a rest," he threw my bag to my lap. "You want me to drive your Lamborghini? I accept it wholeheartedly, master." I grin shifting my gaze to him.

"No fucking way," as well like his friends. He's also a cursing machine.

"Good."

He walked with weights on his feet towards to the driver seat. He turned the ignition on and engine starts. On our way back home, no one dares to talk.

His mouth is full of unpleasant words that I couldn't take. Better to shut it up than talking shits.

"You want to eat?" he asked wiggling his brows when he saw an open Jollibee on the side. There is a drive-thru. "I don't want to starve you."

"Fuck you." I'm traumatized for eating a lot... with you.