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It was a scramble.Everything inside Kimberly felt like being tossed in a mixer! Fear, pain, agony, darkness and that wild nameless emotion that made her locked her mouth tighter to Jace's and bit his lower lips hard.Naramdaman niya nang dumaing si Jace sa loob ng kanyang bibig at napapikit siya nang maramdaman ang pagulong noon sa kanyang lalamunan. It brought a spark inside her core pero mabilis niyang isinantabi yon.She fought with him. Her strength against his. Her fear against his will to keep her under water. Nanipa siya at nahagip noon ang tagiliran ni Jace pero bukod sa sandaling paglalayo ng kanilang mga labi sa ilalim ng tubig ay sinalo nito ang kanyang baba at muling sinibasib ng halik.Her chest was about to burst when she felt him forced her mouth to open using his teeth and tongue. Nilaban niya ang panga sa kagustuhan nitong paghiwalayan yon. Her fingers found a way to claw his back through his shirt until she blindly felt it ripped.Umapaw ang tubig mula sa bathtub. P
Perfect Type of Wrong Chapter 36
"I was looking all over for you." Napapiksi si Kimberly sa pagkakaupo nang biglang may magsalita mula sa kanyang likuran. She felt her heart jumped inside her chest, pero ilang sandali pa bago siya lumingon sa pintuan ng nag-iisang kwarto sa rooftop. "What are you doing here, Baby? Malamig na. Are you okay?" She didn't made any extra move other than to stare back at the man leaning lazily against the door frame. Kahit madilim sa kinatatayuan nito ay hindi siya maaaring magkamali. Every cell in her already knows his baritone voice. It was Jace. "Kim, Are you aware that your feet are--" "Dipping in an infinity pool." she completed his statement for him before she raisied one foot from the water and watched how the drops drip down her toes. Nang matapos ang pagtulo ng tubig mula sa kanyang binti ay nilubog niya ulit yon at ang kabila naman ang inangat na tila isang batang nagtatampisaw. "So you finally made peace with water?" She heard him sigh. Nasundan yon ng mga yabag sa tile
Perfect Type of Wrong Chapter 37
HINDI MALAMAN ni Kimberly kung paanong kapit sa hand rail ang dapat niyang gawin habang hinahabol ang mabibigat na paghinga. The water before her was moving and she could feel it almost reaching her chin. Her toes were barely touching the floor under water and she's more than sure that she was just few inches from drowning, but... "Oh...Jace!" Isang halos hindi makilalang ungol ang kumawala sa kanya kasabay ng pagpikit ng mata. Nang hindi pa maging sapat yon para kontrolin ang panginginig ng kanyang hubad na kalamnan ay mariin niyang nakagat ang pang-ibabang labi para ikulong ang isa na namang nakakadarang na ungol mula sa kanyang lalamunan. "I'm... I'm oh!" she felt her folds parted and darn her for knowing what was that warm thing that was lapsing her core. Naramdaman niya nang umangat ang isa niyang hita at sumampay yon sa matigas na balikat. Lalong bumuka ang kanyang mga binti, kasunod ng pagtama ng kanyang balakang sa sinasandalang tiles. " Jace!" Her back arched when the wo
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It was the longest ten seconds of her life. Kimberly had never felt so hesitant before until that time came when she had to wait for his reaction while standing butt naked on a mansion's rooftop. Every second was just too silent, long and totally disturbing... Napayakap siya sa sarili nang umihip ang hangin. The night was dark and cold, pero wala yon kumpara sa blangkong titig ni Jace - nakakapangyelo ng puso. "Ano? Wala ka bang sasabihin?" Untag niya rito nang di na makatiis. Hindi pa rin ito kumilos hanggang sa paulit-ulit nalang siyang mapakurap. She breathed deep in an attempt to push back her tears and hold herself together. ‘Dang it! Masakit pala ang maapakan ang pride’. "Fine." She jerked her head with a fake grin and continued with the hardest monologue she ever delivered. Tutal para namang wala siyang kausap eh. "If that’s what you want. Sana noong dumating si Dad, sinoli mo nalang ako..." Alam niya na magkasing pula na ang kanyang mga mata at pisngi sa sobrang pagkapah
Perfect Type of Wrong Chapter 39
‘Make love to me, please...’ . Sandaling napatigil sa ginagawa ang kamay ni Kimberly nang maalala ang mga katagang ‘yon. Nagtataka pa rin siya kung paanong ang simpleng mga salitang ‘yon ay nauwi sa sitwasyon ngayon. Halos isang linggo na rin ang nakakaraan nang magbago ang sitwasyon nila ni Jace. And all through those days, hindi niya na rin maintindihan ang nadarama niya rito. She felt closer. Pero ang nakakatawa... hindi awkward. Parang napakanatural lang na ganoon sila magkalapit. She shook her head to refocus herself. One sigh and she went back to scribbling on that notebook he left for her. Sabi ni Jace mahilig daw sya mag-scribbles. Ang nangyari, sa gulo yata ng isip niya, nagkapunit-punit ang iniwan nitong papel, yung iba nasa sahig, yung iba naman nakalamukos sa desk. Sa dulo ng lamesa naman ay mayroon ding mataas na baso ng juice, platitong may sandwich, at sticky note. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Be back in a few. Need
Perfect Type of Wrong Chapter 40
Three in the morning. One cold rainy night. One dark room and twenty-five possible sleeping positions with zero hours of sleep. What could be more devastating? Isang malalim na bintong-hininga ang nagawa ni Kimberly nang muling bumiling sa kama. ‘Twenty-six.” she desperately counted, setting her gaze at the beeping red numbers on the alarm clock. It was two-twenty na ng madaling araw pero wala pa si Jace. Nang magbago ang numero sa minutero ng orasan at muli siyang bumiling. “Twenty-seven.” Ilang minuto pa ang lumipas hanggang sa tuluyan na niyang nakalimutan ang kanyang binibilang. Napapagod na siya sa kakahintay pero hindi naman niya makuhang isara ang mga mata. Her senses were searching for that familiar warmth that never missed to hold her at night. Wala sa sarili na napalingon siya sa pwestong inookupa ni Jace sa napakalaking kama bago napakagat ng labi. ‘The right side as he always said,’ she thought, as one of her hands moved on its own to snatched his pillow. Pumikit siya
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Hindi ka ba gutom?"Kimberly’s fingers went hard around the cup she was using. Giving the man before her a hesitant stare, she pushed her plate forward.Madilim pa rin ang buong paligid habang nakaupo siya sa harapan ni Pete. Malawak naman ang kusina ng mansyon pero pakiramdam niya napakaliit noon para sa kanilang dalawa.Gumagawa ng ingay ang tunog ng ulan na humahampas sa bintana. Malakas, maingay, at lalong nagpapabigat sa hangin na nakapaligid sa kanila.“Kakainin mo naman siguro ‘yong niluto ko para sa’yo, diba?” She wasn’t able to open her mouth. Ang totoo, gusto niyang himatayin habang nakatitig kay Pete. Sa truwing kikidlat kasi ay nakikita niya ang mga tilamsik ng dugong nasa kanang pisngi at balikat nito, pulang-pula at napakarami. Katulad ng rock garden sa labas ay napakalamig ng lalaki kahit pa nga malumanay naman ito magsalita. Basag din ang isang lente ng salamin nito, na tila may sumuntok dito at napuruhan yon. The black turtle-neck sweater gave him that dignified edg
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"HINDI TOTOO YON!"Kimberly's throat felt like tearing into pieces as she screamed those words for the hundredth time. Marahas na sinipa niya ang brake ng kotse nang biglang may gumuhit na hapdi sa kanyang ulo.I did not do that. It wasn't me. It wasn't my name!The sudden stop created a loud screeching sound in the middle of that damn stormy night. Gumewang ng sinasakyan niya pero hindi na niya inalintana man lang nang sumalpok ang gilid noon sa isa sa mga punong nasa gilid ng daan.Her head crashed against the window of the driver's side door and yet she didn't even move to protect herself from the impact. She closed her eyes before parting her mouth to breath when a warm streak of blood ran down her cheek.She felt her new wound stung and burned but it wasn't anything compared to the pain that had been eating her guts since she started driving."Hindi ako yon." she denied with her shaky voice when she opened her eyes and met a broken girl staring back at her from the rear view mirr
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