"Hah!" he said. Sounding like an arrogant man. Oh, wait... he's really arrogant and dumb as eff. "Go on, missy. Just keep on blabbering about me being a jerk and I won't give a single damn." He smirked and looked at me like he won a million dollars by arguing with me. I rolled my eyes heavenwards and arched my left eyebrow.
“Is that all you can do, Drey?”
"What's happening here?" Lyza came rushing and immediately wrapped her hands around Drey's arms. Well, they do look cute together. But then, I just realized. A demon and an angel? What the heavens.
"Tell your boyfriend to shut his mouth and leave me and my friends alone," I hissed. I wasn’t going to back down, of course! I mean, I know I was wrong for being too indecisive, but for him to continue his tantrums like this? Is he a grade-schooler?
"What did you do this time, babe?" Lyza asked. Ugh, babe? Are they pigs?
Drey sighed and glared at me, "I was just talking to them babe," he said.
"And?" Drey sighed once again and scratched his nape.
"And I gave that talkative girl a five-dollar bill." He smirked and looked at me. My eyes widened, how dare him call me a talkative girl? Well, I know I'm talkative and a nagger sometimes but what the hell!
"Hey, mister. Are you mocking me for being a talkative nobody? A talkative poor gal? A nagging scholar?" I shouted and stood up. Not minding the 1-inch gap between our faces.
Drey smirked, "What if yes?" I narrowed my eyes and glared at him. I was about to slap him but Lyza stopped me. I looked at her and all I can say is, she's definitely fuming in anger.
"Please leave this restaurant immediately, Ms. Breevort and company," she said through gritted teeth. "You're disturbing other customers. Don't worry about the bill, I'm sure you can't pay for it so I'll pay it for you." My eyes widened. I was about to talk but Sophia tugged my hand.
"What the hell was that, Kath?" Sophie shouted when we got outside of Red Velvet's. I closed my eyes and bit my lower lip. “I know you were just carried away with your emotions, but that’s where we draw the line, babe.”
"I-I just got carried away," I said and sighed.
"That's the stupidest thing you've ever done, Kath," Mila said and flipped the page of the book she's reading.
"I know!" I sighed and pulled my hair furiously. "I'm sorry, okay?" Sophie rolled her eyes heavenwards.
"Whatever! Let's just go," Sophie said and hailed a cab. I sighed and bid my goodbye to Mila since her condo's just a walk away from Red Velvet's.
You're so stupid, Kath!
**
"You're really a bitch sometimes, Kath," Sophie said as she polishes her nails with neon pink. I sighed and combed my wet hair using my fingers. I usually sleep in here since I really don't want to go at my apartment that really looks like a haunted house in horror movies.
"I know," I said. "And I hate myself for making Lyza angry." I grabbed one fluffy pillow and hugged it tight. Ugh! That's why I hate myself when I'm angry. I can't stop my mouth from telling hate words or whatever. Seriously. I should probably get a consultation for my anger management issues.
"Yeah," Sophie said and closed the small container of her nail polish. "You know Kath. Lyza gets rarely angry. I know that since I've been friends with her since grade school. She's too kind, but when it comes to her boyfriend, family or Red Velvet's. She'll be able to show her dark side."
"Uhm, what's with Red Velvet's?" I asked. Sophie shook her head and smiled at me like I'm so idiot for being so innocent about the things happening."She owns that bakeshop." I gasped. This can't be! Gosh, what have I done, good Lord, to feel this kind of cruelty?
"Another battle against a rich kid? No way!" I hissed. Sophie chuckled.
"Don't worry, Kath. I'm sure she'll be able to forgive you tomorrow. Just say sorry and explain everything. I'm sure she'll understand you," she said and smiled. I sighed and smiled back.
**
My hands are sweating. If I could just turn around and walk away from Lyza and just ignore whatever the hell will happen to my life, but seriously, I'm not that bad and I really need to explain my side and say sorry to whatever the heavens I've done to her... and Drey, of course.
Sophie's text message keeps on replaying on my mind. I think it's really her hobby to text me 'You go girl. I got your back' every time I do something crazy and terrible and I need to explain my side then say sorry since, sometimes I'm a trouble maker. I've went to the guidance counselor when I was still in High School for like, 10 times.
Well, Mila? She's really not into texting. She's too lazy to key in words on her iPhone. I swear if I had an iPhone 6+, I'll definitely send group messages 30 times a day.
"Uhm, are you just gonna stand there? I still have a class to attend to," Lyza said and that brought me back to my senses.
"Oh, I'm sorry," I said and said then gave Lyza the box of chocolate eclairs I'm holding. "Well, first. I'm sorry, again, for creating a huge mess at Red Velvet's," I said. I was about to continue with my speech but Lyza's sweet smile interrupted me.
"It's fine," she said and chuckled. "I've realized that I'm really the one who needs to apologize since I became angry at you. You know, Drey's really important to me and I don't want someone to hurt him physically." She chuckled in a girly manner.
I shrugged my shoulders and put both of my hands inside my hoodie's pockets, "Well, I guess I better get going. Thank you for the eclairs," she said. I just smiled and nodded.
"Yeah. See you when I see you," I said. She smiled and entered her room. I heaved a sigh and smiled a bit.
I turned around and my eyes widened when I saw Drey's face. He smirked at me and pushed me, reason for me to fall down on the ground.
"What the hell!" I said through gritted teeth and controlled voice.
"Oh, hi," Drey said and smirked again. "Miss? I forgot. What's your name again? Oh! I know now. Miss trouble maker." I narrowed my eyes and stood up immediately.
"I'm not a troublemaker," I said. "That’s you." I rolled my eyes heavenwards and pushed him in a furious way then made my way to my room.
What a jerk. Ugh.
Three weeks had passed and I can finally say that my life became peaceful than ever. Well, not really since not having enough money for the stuffs I need to buy is stressing me out. Though, my friends are always there by my side and can immediately hand me a $10,000 when I ask for it... I'll never do that. I did not befriend them just because they're filthy rich or whatever.It's just that, they’re the only ones who accepted me for who I was despite my family background.I’m not rich, I was just thankful I could work my ass off even when I’m studying that’s why I can still feed myself. My parents were already old when they had me; being responsible was one thing they made sure of when I grow up. I wasn’t much of a nuisance… minus the anger management issues, I’m pretty fine to handle."Are you fine, Kath?" Sophie asked and put her ball-point pen down on the wooden table. I sighed and grabbed one oreo from its pack
Seriously, I don't know what to do with my life anymore.Weeks had passed (again), and the summer class will end this week, thank God. But I seriously can't concentrate knowing that Drey's always following me around. I don't even know why! Is he even thinking about what his girlfriend would feel? If I was his girl--Oh, what the hell Kath.I've also been trying to find a decent job all over Brampton but I couldn't find any cafes or restaurants that may accept me... except Red Velvet's. But I can't apply! Knowing that I've had done so many crazy and awful things in that cafe."You know Kath. Just come back to Rique's cafe," Mila said as she chooses a drink from the vending machine. "I'm sure that Rique will accept you.""But are you sure that he'll treat me well?" I said and took a sip from my coffee."He likes you," Mila said. I rolled my eyes heavenwards."Like me? Come on, Mila," I said."He just can't show it to you properly, Kath,"
Again and again. Another day of Mission Impossible: Try to ignore Drey--not.Why will I ignore the guy who just gave me oreos yesterday and made me cry?Please notice the sarcasm, I'm begging."Hey, Kath." Sophie nudged my arm and pulled my hair. I glared at her and grabbed the can of Lays she's holding. "Hey, that's mine!" she hissed.I rolled my eyes heavenwards, "who cares?" I said and ate 3 pieces of Lays at the same time."Ugh," Sophie groaned and stood up. "Come on, Kath. If you have a problem then tell it to me." I closed my eyes and sighed.I don't have a problem.I have problems.Singular differs from plural words, that's why."Kath." Sophie sat beside me again and sighed. "Okay, if you don't wanna tell, then don't. Don't force yourself, just remember that, we're here. Okay?" She smiled.I took a deep breath in and smiled, "okay," I said."Oh, I need to go," she said as she checks her phon
The summer class has ended a day ago, but still, the pain hasn't. Things are getting absurd and I really don't like what's happening to me.And us.If I just didn't meet that guy that life could be much easier for me.But destiny makes its way to ruin my life."Just one more day," I said to myself. Of course. Just one more day of freaking pain and I might just burst out.Good thing the summer class has ended and all I need to do is to work at Red Velvet's the following day.I took a deep breath in and entered my room. It was peaceful and quiet and peaceful again.Why can't my life be like this room?I sighed and sat on the edge of my bed, then, brought out my Psychology book. I've got the books to explain what's happening to me, but why can't I accept the fact that I have fallen in love with Drey?So deep, so hard, that I cannot even stand on my own feet. It was too fast. I don't know what to do.
"One cheesecake coming right up!" I said and heaved out a huge sigh. Working in Lyza's bakeshop is killing me. I never thought that she'll mess up with my life like how his boyfriend did to me.I can't blame her, tho."I don't need lazy waitresses in my cafe, Kath.""I-I'm, I'm doing everything!" I said, trying to control the pitch of my dang voice. "I just need a break, Lyza. Please," I whispered, almost sounding like a young girl trying to convince her mother to buy her a new toy.One of her eyebrows arched as looks at me, "You want to take a break?" she asked and crossed her arms. I sighed and closed my eyes then shook my head."Good," she said. "You know what, Kath? I want you to suffer the way my heart suffers." Lyza turned her back to me and all I can do was stare at her back, trying to ignore the tears that fell down from my eyes."Where the hell is the cheesecake?" I shook my head and mentally cursed myself for how stupid I am becaus
I probably deserved a pat on the back when I refused Drey. Me? Cheat with him? I know within myself that I like him, but I was not that stupid to stoop that low. I was keeping everything to myself, and he comes into the picture admitting he liked me, too.It wasn’t my fault for him to feel that way. I was trying my best to avoid him! And I was not even doing anything for him to reciprocate what I was feeling back then…I know my limits and I will never cross that line.I really need to graduate and leave this town in peace.Everything just feels like a disaster, for real.Tears could not stop falling from my eyes as my friends try to pacify my feelings. I was partly crying because of the feelings I had for Drey. I knew it was a dumb mistake to let myself fall for him; I knew it was my choice. I have always known how badly we’d end up if I choose to become selfish and turn my back against the world just for him.&l
I blinked.Once. Thrice. Until I could not even count anymore. There were no vacancies around Brampton, but I guess it was just because I was labeled as the town homewrecker. It was so obvious that even restaurants that seemed desperate for a worker denied my application.Great.Way to save their asses and sacrifice one’s life.I reached for my keys inside my purse and walked inside my apartment—tired and unaccomplished. I looked as if the god of disaster went down on me, and I could not even complain.Honestly…I can’t even complain freely. It’s as if I feel like I even have to pay when I try to complain about my situation with another disaster yet again.It just keeps on piling up.Fuck this world.I get tired, too. You know?I sighed as I check my phone for new messages. Mila and Sophie are probably busy since both of them went out of town to unwind. It would have been ni
I felt even worse after hearing that from Enrique. Sure, it would save me—it would probably paint Drey for cheating because he was longing to be loved and felt suffocated over a deal yadda, yadda. At some point, they’d feel anger… and then remorseful because he did not have a choice but to sacrifice himself just to save their family. And then probably be forgotten after a few weeks. What a fucking plot—it makes me want to subscribe… not. The funny thing about these people? They glorify men (because that’s how low they can go, honestly) but they’ll keep on pitting women against women. For them—that’s where the entertainment stems from. Women drama. Emotions. Anger. Frustrations. Screw that. I won’t submit to that. I would be caught lying if I say I wasn’t troubled—I knew I was and I still am. I never wanted to be caught in between a fucked-up love triangle, and I wasn’t desperate enough to be in one, too. But I wasn’t going to celebrate