The scare..

Here's the scenario..

It was 12 am, September 19, 2012 and I was still in the shower, just as the phone rang I knew that it was you. The fact that no one except nanay calls that late at night. I was thinking if I should call you back, and to be honest I wasn't even gonna. "Tiis lang muna." -That's what I said to myself, though I wanted to. I went up, wet and wrapped in a towel. Picked the phone and dialed 851-3**3. But dropped it. I had to make you miss me. It was the only way that things will be better. I got into my room dried myself, and dressed up.

Then the scare...

I checked my phone and there you have those messages. "Kamusta?" "Tangina mo. May papatayin ako." "Tumatawag ako sa bahay niyo." *shaking* All I can do was pray to God that it wasn't what I was thinking, that you were just playing with me. Why the hell would people be so cruel, going ahead dealing with my task, as if they know what to do. Trabaho ko na yun eh, ako na dapat don. Fucking people just wouldn't let me handle with my own bussiness. I couldn't do anything on by myself anymore? Ha? You fucking twat! Your mouth blabbers too much, that you could go suck and swallow three different dicks at the same time. Ganyan ka dba? I knew that way back... It's written in your face, cunt!

Shaking, in unexpected chills, and scared to death. That was me, that night. I admit, I was thinking of some lame excuses of how to get out of this mess. Pero nung banggit mong "D****" I couldn't say a word. I couldn't even open my mouth. It was time for you to know, I couldn't lie to you anymore. My conscience killed me for months already. Di ko na kayang dagdagan pa yun. You deserved to know the truth.