Babysitting the Senyorita (English Version)

Rey Jhon was holding Gabriella tightly as they continue walking into his room. No matter how hard he tried not to breathe in her sweet scent, he just couldn’t stop himself. He wanted to block it from his nose, to stop his mind from thinking about how good her perfume smelled, but his body refused to listen. It was as if it had a mind of its own.The heck! It’s not just her perfume; it’s her natural smell. He mumbled.His grip on her waist was firm. If he let go, they might not even reach his room. Both of them could fall on the floor and end up bathing in their own blood.Gabriella is acting like a worse beauty queen while holding a bottle of liquor earlier, she kept drinking directly into the bottle. She had finished all the liquor they bought and didn’t even give him a single bottle. But the girl he was holding now was a different kind of beauty queen—a drunk one, swaying left and right like she was walking on stage.“I told you, Jhon,” she said, tightening her hold on his arm. He w

Rey Jhon shook Gabriella’s shoulder many times and continue trying to wake her up. He wanted to pour a cold water on her face to wake her up but how could he do that when they were inside the car?He still couldn’t understand why he was in this kind of situation. He kept asking himself but he got no answer. At this hour, he should be sleeping peacefully, but instead he had become a driver for a drunk teenage girl.He tried again to wake her up, but she only groaned and didn’t even bother to open her eyes. Her snore was even louder than his father. It was like her soul was still lost in dreamland maybe dreaming about a prince charming. He couldn’t help but smirk. If this shameless girl wasn’t asleep, he would have already pulled her hair and poured liquor directly on her face.After giving him her address earlier, she suddenly passed out. Her sharp words were replaced by tiny snores. She thought he was planning to do something bad to her. What the heck? With his face? She thought he wa

Rey Jhon slammed the bathroom door shut. He was trying his best not to breathe in the awful smell that seemed to crawl deep into his system. The stink was so strong and it was getting into his nerves, it felt like it was punching his nose again and again. He pinched his nose while grabbing the most expensive alcohol from his bag and he sprayed it all over the bathroom. He would rather waste his alcohol than to smell that disgusting odor.Good thing he wasn’t late for class today. While riding the tricycle earlier, he really thought he wouldn’t make it to his first class. If that happened, he was ready to buy a Barbie doll and put a curse on that rich brat. Even a stray dog wouldn’t be able to stand her attitude, he’s worse than the devil’s first lady.After his class, he went straight to the bathroom. His head still boiled whenever he remembered the money Gabriella threw away like he was some beggar. That image wouldn’t leave his mind. That’s how the rich where they treated people lik

Rey Jhon went back to the gate when he remembered that he still needed to bring Gabriella home, even if he really didn’t want to. But since that was her father’s order after he sent him Gabriella’s information, he had no choice but to sigh and drag his feet back to the university. Carrying his bag and his almost-broken shoes, he asked himself again why he even entered this kind of work?Why? How many times would he keep asking himself? He sighed again and looked at the gate. Even if he found the answer, his life wouldn’t change.He nodded at the security guard, who kept glancing at the wall clock. When the guard saw him, he smiled and asked why he came back. He didn’t even know why?“I forgot something,” Rey Jhon answered.“What did you forget?” the guard asked again.Not what but who, he whispered to himself. He didn’t know their guard was this nosy.If the Don hadn’t promised him a big salary, he would never agree to this kind of setup, to be a babysitter of that spoiled girl. Babys

Rey Jhon had been sitting by the university swimming pool for an hour. For a whole hour, he did nothing but to stare at the water. If only the water could talk, he would have already had a full conversation with it. He didn’t bother to call or text Carlo even though his fingers were itching to type a sorry. Before, all he wanted was for Carlo to know how he felt, but now, he wasn’t even sure if that’s still what he wanted.Things were fine before, even if it was so hard to hide his feelings. His life still moved smoothly, even if Carlo only saw him as a friend. That’s how it was, and he couldn’t do anything to change it. He knew what he wanted was impossible. It’s like hoping to become a billionaire by snapping his fingers.Maybe this is really the life of someone like him. And maybe all he could do now was accept his fate. He chose this path so no one else to blame. Not even himself. He wanted this, he really did.He reached for his cellphone inside his bag, but suddenly someone shov