"Didn't I say, follow me?"
I was so surprised when someone spoke behind me. That voice was familiar to me, as if I had heard it before, huh.
Where did I hear that? Should I look back? Shouldn't I? Maybe he's not talking to me.
"Aren't you going to stand there?"
Why is he so angry? Did I do something wrong? Maybe he's not allowed to sit where I'm sitting? Or maybe... oh my God! Could this be a holdaper? Or a kidnapper? He can't get anything from me because I don't have any money and we're not rich.
"Get up there and come with me! Now!"
Wait... isn't it just my body that he's after? Waaa! I'm still young! And I don't want to just give up my body to a man I don't love and especially not my husband.
What if I get pregnant? What will my classmates and neighbors say? That I'm a spoiled girl?
What will happen to the child once I give birth to him? Too bad, he will be a fatherless boy and will be teased by other children because he is the result of a crime.
I hugged myself.
"Brother, please don't," I said while still turning my back to him.
"WHAT THE...?! What are you talking about?!"
Waaa! It's my end! I don't want to look back, I have to pretend I don't hear anything. I stuck my two index fingers in both my ears. "La-la-la-la-la-, I don't hear anything, me-me-me-me-me."
I was surprised when he fell down. And I was even more surprised when he grabbed one of my hands and pulled me upright, but I still kept my eyes closed. ❤️
"Open your eyes," he said calmly.
Waaa! I call upon all the good angels in heaven, please guide me to this rapist.
"I said open your eyes!"
I took a deep breath and slowly opened my eyes.
"Hi, driver..." I said, smiling hesitantly. I scratched my head in embarrassment.
"Didn't I tell you to follow me?" he said while still holding my hand.
"The guards said I wasn't allowed in because my FB account password was wrong. But believe me, that's right. Even if you check later-"
"Cut that! Who the hell told you about those sh*ts?"
"They are," I said, pointing to the three guards not far from us.
He looked in their direction and together we approached where they were.
Our hands... HHWW. Waaa, these are what they call PBB teens, right? It's embarrassing! I'm having a HHWW with a driver. But it's okay, he looks like an angel, eh.
Driver suddenly spoke as we approached the guards. "The three of you, listen. I-don't-want-to-see-your-f*cking-faces-anymore."
He said that while we were facing the three guards, but he wasn't looking at the three. Who was Driver talking to?
When I looked around, I felt a little embarrassed. Wow! Everyone here was looking at us. Could it be that Driver was talking to them? Well, didn't he say three? Who is Three? Could it be Guard Brothers?
When I looked at Guard Brothers, they were sad and still bowed. So, I therefore concluded that they were the ones Driver was talking to. You're really smart, Aemie!
But wait, why would they be sad? Well, Driver just doesn't want to see them, right?
I felt Driver pulling my hand a little, but I didn't want to leave yet! I still wanted to ask my Guard brother.
"W-Why are you sad? Stop being sad." I moved a little closer to them and then whispered.
I felt Driver turn to me. Gossip driver.
"I thought of something. Just hide so you don't see Driver when he passes by," I said with a smile.
"But, Miss, we're fired."
They say they're fired? Drivers, are they going to fire guards? Are these Kuyang Guards addicted?
"He didn't say you were fired, did he? He just said he didn't want to see you. Why don't you just hide under your table when he passes by or-"
"Let's go!" He pulled so hard. I was dragged along.
As Driver dragged me away, I looked back at the guards. "GUARDS BROTHERS"! Do that, okay?! That's effective. Bye-bye!"
After saying that, I looked at Driver again. He looked at me with a bad look, so I couldn't help but smile.
"Good afternoon, Sir," people said to him while bowing
"Good afternoon to you too." I'm the only one answering.
This guy I'm with is like a stump, eh. Doesn't know good manners. Bad! But it's just so bad, huh? Is this how drivers are treated these days? Should I try to apply to be a driver after I graduate? It seems cool that they greet a driver like this, even beating the managers at the fast-food restaurant.
When I entered the office, I screamed and ran to the table when I saw the desk sign that said CEO/Owner Engr. Ezekiel Roswell.
Wow! How cruel! Mr. Roswell is an engineer? Does that mean that this office we entered belongs to Mr. Roswell?
I looked around. "Wow, how beautiful! This is bigger than our entire house," I praised. The things here are all expensive.
While I was busy looking at something, I noticed Driver fiddling with something as if
"Safety box?" I asked.
"H-Hey, stop that! It's bad to steal!" I shouted at him.
I scratched my head because he ignored me. I immediately thought that I had to do something. I might get caught if I did. I didn't know that we were both thieves here in Mr. Roswell's office, so he brought me here.
Oh, please, I don't want to go to jail. If I go to jail, the police might torture me. Waaa. Mommy. Calm down Aemie, calm down.
In situations like this, I have to pretend I'm not nervous. I just take a deep breath. He faced me and slowly approached. Then, he handed me a small black box.
"Here, wear this," he said while looking into the distance.
Eh?
When I opened the small box, a ring caught my eye. I thought, "Oh, this is a thief." Who am I going to sell this ring to, since I don't know anyone who can buy it? It's a woman's. Could it be Caileigh's? Wow, that's right! Caileigh is rich, maybe she can buy this.
"How much should I sell this for?" I asked while biting the ring. Maybe it'll turn out to be fake later, isn't the Dugu Dugu Gang trending these days?
"You idiot! You won't sell that!"
If this driver is stupid. Quota-quota, huh? Well, if I don't sell it, what am I going to do with it? Oh, I know!
"Which pawnshop should I pawn it at?" I asked while examining the stone in the ring. Maybe later on the stone will just be the bottom of a glass, but I'm not fooled.
"That's yours!" he said, clapping his hands.
Me? My brain suddenly stopped thinking, he turned around and walked towards Mr. Roswell's swivel chair.
I sat on the sofa on the right side of the office. I was thinking. Because I am. If we are thieves, why aren't we leaving here yet?
I looked at Driver who was reading some papers and glancing at his watch. I took out my cell phone to check the date.
Feb. 9, 2013.
It's not my birthday today, is it? Well, why did he give me a ring? Oh! It hurts to think about it.
AMESYL CROSS' P.O.V.
It's really boring without Insan, I have no one to talk to. I'm walking alone here at the university now.
I headed straight to the cafeteria, because apart from being hungry, this was also where we would meet three idiots, including Caileigh.
"Crazy people," I greeted Kevin, Nico, and Louie.
"Hi, Momo." I immediately gave Louie a hard time after he greeted me.
I'm not angry, I'm just used to being annoyed by this gay guy.
"Where is Moo?" said Nico, who had no one else to say except Aemie. Well, you know Aemie, eng-eng, so it's not even
Nico notices that he likes her. Hey, come on! "Amesyl!" "Here's Kevin, the chick boy of the three of them. But that guy has a girlfriend, Wakwak's (Louie) twin, Shan Venice.
"What's wrong?" I asked Kevin.
"Ah... eh..." I immediately shot Louie, because I didn't know how he ended up in college, all I could say was ah and eh.
"Oh no, Momo," Louie groaned as he scratched his head.
"Leave it alone, Amesyl, Louie is really like that when you're there. You know what! F*ck, dude, why are you kicking under the table?!" Kevin yelled.
What's going on? I think these people are getting infected with Insan's madness.
"Shouldn't we just call Moo?" Nico changed the topic, clearly still very excited.
"Why didn't you call me?" I asked awkwardly.
"You go, because of course she's your cousin. Come on, Amesyl," he continued to convince her.
"What can I say? Why haven't you admitted that you love Insan yet?"
Louie, who was currently drinking soft drinks, immediately agreed. "Yeah, dude, maybe someone else will beat you to it."
"The two idiots taught each other!" Kevin interjected.
I spoke before I got to where they were hoping for three. "Okay, I'll call you. What's in return?" I held out my hand to Nico. I wasn't serious, but I laughed at his answer.
"I'll give you a week off, just put it on loud speaker, okay?" Nico said.
"DEAL!" I said and immediately called Aemie.
AEMIE ROMERO'S P.O.V.
I saw some fruits on the center table here in what looked like an office living room. Driver was busy while sitting in front of the table so I grabbed an apple. There's nothing wrong with me grabbing one, right? I'm really hungry, eh.
When he looked at me, I suddenly looked away. That's right, he took the ring, good thing I'm just an apple, eh.
"You haven't eaten yet?" he asked.
"Ah... yes, eh," I said and then smiled. I suddenly felt embarrassed too.
He pressed something on his phone. It's also perfectly normal to interfere with something, right? I thought the reason he asked if I was hungry was because he was going to buy food. No, he kept getting minus points.
When I put my cell phone back in my pocket, my beautiful ringtone rang exactly as it was, so I sang and danced along to it before answering the call.
🎶"I'm a Barbie girl, in a Barbie world, the life in plastic, it's fantastic. You can brush my hair undress my everywhere-hello, Insan!"🎶
"Human, ahm..." What's happening to Insan? Can't you say anything?
"What is that, Insan? Do you have something to say?"
"Just ask anything," said a male voice.
"Who, are you with someone there? Who is that? Is that Moo?" I asked again. It was as if the person who spoke had the same voice as Moo, eh.
"Ah... yes, Insan. I'm with them here in the cafeteria."
"Ahh-oh, what are you going to ask? I heard what Moo said, anything, eh."
Why would I be asked anything?
"Ah, yes. Insan, do you know Magellan?"
Magellan? Who is Magellan? I don't think I know anything about Magellan.
"What's his course, Insan?" I asked while taking a bite of the apple.
"Oh, you idiot!" I heard someone laugh on the other line. It must have been Moo and Insan, but he's really mean if they call me an 'idiot.'
Why are they all calling me stupid? Is it true? It hurts my feelings, huh! Well, I don't really know that Magellan, eh. Who is that? Oh my God! Doesn't Insan have a boyfriend?
"I-Insan, is Magellan your boyfriend?" I asked on the other line but they just laughed at me again.
I looked at Driver to ask for help but I saw him looking at me and smiling. Then, he suddenly looked away. Only now did I realize that he was smiling in a fake way.
But who is Magellan? Come to think of it, if they laughed at me, Magellan probably wasn't Insan's boyfriend, because... because I already knew! I'm so stupid! That's right! Because Magellan is a woman.
"Whoa, are you still there?"
"Yes, Insan. You didn't say right away that Magellan was a woman. Or why, what's wrong with Magellan? Did she have a fight with you? Do you want me to beat her for you?"
I heard their laughter again on the other line. And when I looked at Driver, he was also giggling in a corner.
"Whoa, you're really stupid! Magellan was the one killed by Lapu-lapu, right?"
The idea of Magellan just registered in my brain. Yes, we studied that in grade school. What is that?!
"Yes, Insan, but I'm not sure if Lapu-Lapu really killed her, eh. Why?" I asked.
Why are we talking about Magellan?
"Why aren't you sure?" She asked, still looking like she was holding back laughter.
"What are you doing, Insan... Mommy said it's bad to blame someone, especially if you didn't see what really happened," I said, taking another bite of the apple.
I almost went deaf when I heard their laughter again. Did they just call to make fun of me?
"Cut that phone call." I immediately looked at Driver. What's his problem?
"Who spoke, Insan? That was a man's voice, wasn't it? Are you with a man today?"
Who is it? What name should I say? Come on! I can't say I went with a driver, and I especially can't say I was in Mr. Roswell's office!
Mind, Aemie
I looked around to find a name I could tell Insan when my gaze fell on Mr. Roswell's name on the desk sign. Hmmmm... Ezekiel Roswell.
"Y-It's Zeke. Yes, that's right, Insan, Zeke is with me."
"Zeke? Who is Zeke, Insan?"
"Zeke, that-" I was cut off from speaking when Driver suddenly disappeared from in front of the table.
Where is that?
I was surprised when he was right in front of me. He suddenly grabbed my cell phone and ended the call without saying a word.
What happened?!