I ran away... I always do, right Keon?
Wait... who even is Keon? I never met someone with that name but why was he the first person that came to mind?
I must be doing it again... huh...
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I just noticed how cold it is in this dimly lit room of mine, I didn't even close the door yet it's so dark. Well, the sun had gone down hours ago anyways but that's not the point.
Why did I run away the moment I shook her hand? By instinct? Am I really that ungrateful? Please forgive me Lianne for wasting your time.
All this negative energy is killing me inside... I'll just scroll some funny memes on Famebook or something.
Taking a deep sigh, I grabbed my phone laying beside me on the bed while I was sitting down hugging my pillow my chin pressing the hard yet comfortable... thing.
and as I was about to scroll on the app I saw a notification from my home screen and to my curiosity I opened it.
A message request? Who'd be in the right mind to-
Hold on... am I dreaming? Cazandra Benitez, chatting me?!
Tilting my head on the wardrobe's mirror in front of me, as usual I look as handsome as always with my messy hair and slightly slanted eyes covered by deep eyebags.
To be honest I find eyebags very attractive, or am I being narcissistic anyways I got to look more handsome for the phone... or I don't know, her? I guess, if she ever see's me through her phone which is doubt.
But there isn't any wrong doing on being ready right?
"Argh!"
"Hey Jean, you good there?!" My aunt shouted from the kitchen with a concerned tone
Oh shit, uhh my bad...
"I'm fine it's just a... uhh... a cockroach!"
"More roaches? I just cleaned your room earlier, did you leave some sweets there again?!"
"No tita, it... it flew from the window!"
"Is that so, close the window then!"
"Already did!"
"Did you throw the cockroach outside?!"
"Of course!"
"Okay then, we'll be eating in a few minutes so get ready and don't you play that Legends game so you won't have a excuse to delay dinner! Remember, you do it again I feed your food to the cats!"
"Yeah, okay!"
A deep sigh was released from my lungs as I stood up to close the door for a moment before going back to the bed to open my phone.
Well, alright let's see what she had to tell me... I hope she isn't insulting me as I open this.
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"Hey Jean, this is Caz Lianne gave me your Famebook account and I was wondering if you're okay, I'm sorry if I startled you in some way earlier I hope you understand I didn't mean to do it"
She's saying sorry? Aren't I the one to do that after what I've done?
"What are you saying, if there's anyone who should be apologizing it should be me for running away."
"Plus, you didn't do anything wrong."
"Huh, really? Then tell me, why did you suddenly run?"
Well... okay, now I feel so damn embarrassed dude...
Ah! Why did it I even run away I'm such a damn dickhead I know!
"Aray! anak ng puta!" I shouted as the phone slipped onto my hand
As it fell my fingers slid onto the keypad forming random words before it fell onto my elbow sending a random message.
"Well I was so juggling brooklyn"
After accidentally kicking the bed's railing I instinctively, looked at my toe pressing it hard to see how bad it was.
The pain felt harsher than that one time I accidentally broke my tailbone as we were accelerating so fast on the irrigation.
The rumors were true... nothing tops the pain you feel when you accidentally stub your toe.
"Huh?"
Seriously... how did I even mess up and send that.
"Sorry, my keypad's being buggy."
"Oh, uhh.. I see."
"Well, as to why I ran... I'm trying to think of it but, I don't know."
"I'm trying so hard to find a reason but I just can't get my finger to it yet."
"I see, well it's fine if you still can't find the reason to it there will come a day where you'll finally know why and when the day comes, please tell me."
"I will."
"Thanks."
Vwoomp...
-You've recieved 1 text messages from Lianne Corpuz-
"hey airhead, save the thanks later and go talk to Caz."
"I am, thanks."
"oh really?"
"you were never the type to reply fast but okay."
"anyways, you owe me two for that."
"Yeah, sure also I'm sorry for wasting your time earlier."
"don't mention it just go talk to her."
Vwoomp...
-You've recieved 2 text messages from Caz Benitez-
"Alright then, lets forget about that for now/"
"Are you free to talk?"
"Well, if you don't know it by now I'm the freest man on the entire Philippines."
In a few moments, I jokingly send a edited picture from Goggles with the caption and a picture of me creating a goofy expression.
-Just In: President Bang Marquez declared Jean Valentin as the freest man in the entire country-
"Wow, how lucky of me talking to the freest man in the country."
"Pleasure is all yours madam."
"With all this free time in your hands, what do you do?"
"Well, I guess waiting for your chats are one thing and the other things... I guess thinking of you."
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"Well my, if I had that much free time I'd be thinking of you too :>"
Unbeknownst to it, I felt my jaw slowly being fatigued... curious I looked in front of the mirror to see me with the happiest smile on my face...
With a fuzzy feeling flowing through my arms I grabbed the pillow as I wrapped it between my arms as I was holding my phone hugging it tightly as I was typing a response.
"You can always think of me even when you're busy, as the freest man I could free your mind of any distractions."
"Although I'm curious, did my first impression made it so you won't stop thinking of me when you're free?"
"Well... if I were to say it, you looked threatening in person earlier."
Huh? Threathening? How?
"How?"
"Well, the way you looked at the two of us with those dark sunken eyes made me wonder if we got the wrong person."
"plus, if someone that huge would stare at you very sharply who won't be terrified?"
"Well, who won't be terrified when a pair of hands cover your eyes and the moment they take it off, your highscore's ruined."
"Well, you got a point there... I always hated it when someone ruins my highscore."
"For real..."
"But for real, you did look so terrifying that time I could only imagine how your parents look like when they're mad."
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My... parents?
Jean, you should love your mom and dad to you know-
I know... but... I don't know them.
"My parents?"
"I wonder what they look like too."
"Wait, what happened to your parents?"
"I... just haven't been talking to them a lot, since they're working overseas."
"Oh, I see... but you do miss them though?"
Slowly, the muscles on my face loosen...
They left me, when I was in the third grade...
When I was a child my aunt scolded me for a prayer... during that night, I prayed my dad would die on that ship.
I didn't want him to come back, I hated him. I hate mom too, I hate the both of them so much.
I wanted them to die.
So to answer your question Caz.
"I do" not
"I see, I hope you meet them again some time."
No, I don't want to see them.
"Anyways, how was your first week as a transferee?"
"Well, I'd say it was pretty decent."
"I've made so many friends, plus the teachers were pretty nice too."
"I see, savor it while you can in the next few weeks they'll be showering you with group contributions and school events"
"Well, doesn't every school do that?"
"Trust me when I tell you this, nothing does it better than this hellhole."
"Well then, I guess I'll start working hard from now on TT"
"You have a job?"
"Well, not really a job but you can consider it as one."
"I do art commissions and sometimes macramé."
"Woah, that's so cool can I see some?"
"Well, I don't draw very good but here are some I guess..."
In a few moments, some Caz a few drawings which were, arguably beautiful.
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Damn... she should be a millionaire by now with drawings at this level!
I'm kind of, impressed...
"What do you mean you don't draw very good?! If that isn't good then I don't have a future!"
"I'm flattered, but there are some guys better than me you see.TT"
"Well, that doesn't matter in my eyes... no in my entire lifetime you're by far the best artist I've ever laid eyes upon."
"Well, if you say so thanks for the compliment I guess :>"
"Anyways, how much do you sell these for?"
"Well, ₱249 head shot, ₱349 with body, and ₱499 for full body also just add ₱100 for color."
What's with those prices... there's no way she's poor, I won't even bother asking for the macramé prices knowing that's harder than drawing...
"Are you rich by now?"
"No, I'm pretty average if you ask me I only use the commission money for food, school, and sometimes helping with the bills :>"
Helping with the what?! I can't even get myself to save ₱50 let alone making money!
Now I'm pretty positive the bloodline's ending with me...
"Jean, get in the kitchen it's time to eat!" My aunt shouted.
"Alright, I'm coming lemme just turn off some stuff in the room!"
"Make it quick, food's getting cold!"
"Okay!"
"TTYL My aunt's calling me to eat."
"Oh, is that so? Okay then, eat well <3 :>"
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Eat...well...
After dropping my phone on the bed I proceeded to walk to the kitchen slightly looking down as my aunt was preparing the dinner I sat down as I feel a satisfying feeling on my ear
While she was preparing the dinner, she stared at me with a mischievous smile on her face.
"Eat well..." I mumbled to myself out loud.
"So, who's the new girl?" She asked while she placed the spoon and fork on my plate.
"Huh? What are you on?" I looked at my aunt trying to hide the fact that I was talking to a new woman
She would always tease me whenever she'd find out I was talking to a new girl and sometimes, it gets annoying.
"Come on JV, stop playing me for a fool look at that wide smile on your face. What? You want me to get a mirror?" She chuckled
"Huh?! I'm not smiling, let's just eat!" I replied, startled as I tried to open the pot's lid yet was burnt due to it being freshly out of the stove.
"Ah!" I shouted as I sucked my fingers after getting burnt from the pot's steel lid.
"See, you can't even think straight." She laughed as she tossed the pot holder on the pots lid.
I pulled out the lid, but this time my hands were protected by the pot holder.
A sweet aroma filled the air as I looked to see that we'll be having Dinuguan(Pork Stew) for dinner it was by far my favorite food.
I began putting some rice and pork on my plate as my aunt was patiently waiting for her turn beside me I finished putting some on my plate and after she did the same.
Before eating, I had lead the prayer before taking a bite of my aunt's cooking.
As always her food tastes the best, I would trade anything just to get a taste of her cooking.
"So, who's the better cook? Me or your mom?"
Same old question, of course she knows the answer very well. I guess I'd have to spark her ego up again.
"You already know the answer to that." I replied as I slid my food on my cheek to speak clearly.
"Really? You aren't just saying that just because your mom isn't here right?" She replied before taking another bite.
"Come on tita, you know me for being brutally honest."
"Well, why can't you be honest and tell me you're talking to a girl?" She smirked as she chewed her food.
"Jusmiyo tita, what other proof can you have. Can a girl seriously be in love with a monkey's face?" I rolled my eyes as I sipped on my flask laying beside my plate
"Oh come on Jean, just cause you're a little bit on the moreno side doesn't mean you can't make a girl fall in love with you."
"Oh in your dreams tita, the bloodline's going to end with me." I sarcastically replied pointing my thumb on my chin.
"Don't be like that, so let me guess who it is instead is it that Lianne girl?" she asked before finishing her food.
"Tita, she dumped me a year ago?" I replied before taking extra more rice from the rice cooker
"Oh, really? You didn't tell me about it, you must've been so sad." She replied in a concerned tone leaning a little forward while resting her chin on her palm.
"No tita, I only liked her as a friend and she thought I wanted to date her." I replied as I slid the food on my cheek.
"Seriously? But she's such a beautiful woman." She replied with a disappointed look.
"Well, she's just not my type plus I don't want to have a girlfriend right now."
What a blatant lie from me... I do want a girlfriend I just don't know how and where to get one.
"Sus, okay if you say so I'll tell your grandma to sign you up as a priest then." My aunt smiled as she took out her phone laying beside her plate.
"Hell no." I replied as I finished my food, I grabbed my plate and placed them on the sink before going back to my room to lie down.
Well now, let's see how Caz is doing...
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-You've recieved 1 photo and 1 message from Caz Benitez-
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"I cooked some frogs!"
She can cook?! What can't this girl do? She keeps impressing me back and forth.
"That looks so good, can you send me some?"
"Sure, thing that'll be ₱50"
"Ugh, canteen prices? Really?"
"Okay then, since the customer is very handsome I'd discount it to ₱25 :>"
"My my beautiful madam, I appreciate the discount but can't you lower the price?"
"Look at me, as you can see I've haven't been eating much, any pity for the young beggar?"
"Well... since the handsome beggar's pockets are busted, I'd give it to him for free!"
"Oh how generous of the young madam, I bet the dish tastes very delish."
"You bet!"
"Well ma'am I'll be expecting that order to be delivered tomorrow."
"Huh, you want to eat the leftovers?"
"What's wrong with leftovers?"
"Nothing"
"You truly are a beggar huh."
"You flatter me, anyways I got to wake up early tomorrow see ya tomorrow good night!"
"Goodnight then, sleep well :>"
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I threw my phone to the desk beside my bed, as I cover myself with my blanket wrapping my arms around my pillows as cuddling it aggressively.
I can't wait to go to school tomorrow, I feel so good! Does liking someone always feel this way? I just hope this feeling lasts a long time, no not a long time forever! I want forever!
I slowly close my eyes, with a soft smile on my face as I press my cheek on the pillow as I was lying on my side.
I could only make up situations of what may happen tomorrow, leftovers, flowers, macrame, drawing, art....
Me catching a glimpse of her on as I was sitting on the registrar was an art... and it was meaningful and beautiful...
Keon... how can I fix this?
Jean, don't be stupid... we can't do that even if we try.
But there isn't any shame in trying right?!
No Jean, don't do it you'll destroy the fa-
A shock coursed through my veins as my heart pounded loudly. I sat up staring myself as I was gasping for air...
What was that... a nightmare? It felt so... real...
No, dreams aren't real Jean you can just look into the mirror and confirm that you're yourself.
I slightly tilted my head up to look into the mirror.
Some "experts" I've watched on Famebook say that you should never ever look into your reflection in the mirror in a dream for you will see something HORRIFYING.
"Ah!" I shouted, jolting up as I looked around while holding my right cheek as a teardrop ran like a river on my left eye.
I don't want to remember the vision I saw on the mirror, it was so... horrible.
How... why would a sane human do that?! It's so fucked up!
As I was gasping for air, I stood up from my bed to head to the bathroom. There was a small window in the bathroom placed near the ceiling as ventilation.
That small window itself was enough for me to see the view of the stars outside, without the fear of anything peeking.
It was still probably daybreak since the sun hasn't fully gone up yet. And seeing that my aunt's mattress was already fixed as I woke up, she's probably cooking in the kitchen.
A deep sigh was released from my chest... calm down.... it's real now...
I walked up to the bathroom mirror to look at my own reflection, everything was normal. This wasn't a dream anymore.
I smiled, and stared onto the reflection of my dark sunken eyes as I began to laugh hysterically.
"Bahahahaha! This is so stupid!" I laughed as I drop down while I was holding the sink, I felt a weird sensation on my stomach.
I kept on laughing like a madman, I didn't even know what was funny at the moment it was just me and my reflection laughing hysterically and I didn't even notice something was holding the back of my neck, until I heard a second voice laughing with me.