Make Her Bad

Chapter 8

HE WAS HARD.

I can't forget how hard he was that time. Pagkatapos niya kasing sabihin sa akin na umalis na ako ay hindi sinasadya na napadako ang tingin ko sa parteng iyon... na kaagad ko rin namang pinagsisihan nang makita ko kung gaano ito katigas kahit na nasa loob pa ito ng pants niya. It looked like it wanted to go out so badly. I diverted my gaze onto his chest as I gulped at that thought.

Kahit na wala tuloy sa plano ko ay kaagad akong napatakbo pababa ng ground floor. The hardness of his c.ock makes me think that it would eat me alive. I was supposed to walk out with elegance, but my fear ruined the plan I had at the back of my mind.

Ngayon ay nandito na ako sa room namin at nakikinig sa prof na nagdi-discuss sa harapan ko ngayon, but my mind was flying somewhere. I was confident that I answered the problems correctly on our long quiz earlier, pero ang hindi ko lang alam ay kung paano nag-function ang utak ko, kahit na ayaw ako lubayan ni Cullen sa isip ko.

"Damn," I murmured in a low tone as I bit my lower lip, trying to cope up with the lesson my professor was discussing today.

Napatingin sa akin ang kaklase ko pero nagpanggap na lang ako na napamura ako dahil hindi ko maintindihan 'yong lesson na dini-discuss sa harapan. Accounting subjects was not easy, but the topic for today was a piece of cake for me. It was all about home office and branch accounting, and I was studying that topic for years already. The topic was damn long but it's tolerable, unlike those topics that may look easy, but in reality, it will bawl your eyes out.

I was glad that the topic being discussed today was the topic that I already know. Dahil sa nangyari kanina sa rooftop ay hindi ko na magawang kontrolin ang utak ko. I can't even focus on the lesson, no matter how hard I try to do it.

This is what I hate about men, especially Cullen. Sa simpleng presensiya pa lang niya ay hindi ko na kaagad alam kung ano ang nangyayari sa akin ngayon.

"How do you credit a home office current account... everyone?"

Nang lumingon ang prof sa amin ay nagkan'ya kan'ya ng iwas ang mga kaklase ko. May ibang nakatitig lang sa sahig, 'yong iba naman ay nagpapanggap na naghahanap sa libro, habang ang iba naman sa mga babae kong kaklase ay nagtakip pa ng buhok sa mukha nila, halatang ayaw matawag dahil hindi alam ang sagot.

O kaya naman, alam nila ang sagot pero natatakot sila dahil baka mali ang nasa isip nila.

Ako lang yata ang may naiibang reaksyon dahil imbes na umiwas ako ng tingin ay nakipagtitigan pa ako sa prof ko. I was subconsciously aware that she was already staring at me, too, like she was ready to call my name anytime. My mind was annoyingly blank. Hindi ko alam sa sarili ko kung bakit parang sobrang distracted ako nang makausap ko si Cullen kanina sa rooftop.

I can't understand why he was so... hard. Do I have that effect on him?

But I thought that I am not his type.

I mean, no one did.

"Ventanilla," pagtawag sa akin ng prof ko nang maka-eye contact ko siya.

Doon lang ako natigil sa pag-iisip ko. I blinked my eyes twice as I forgot the question she just asked earlier.

"May you repeat again the question, ma'am?" I asked, trying my best not to stammer, not because I don't know the answer to her question, but because I was afraid that I can still feel Cullen's presence with me, even if he's not here.

Nagtawanan ang mga kaklase ko dahil doon, pero mabuti na lang ay kaagad din naman silang sinita ng prof ko kaya naman ay natahimik din silang lahat, takot na baka sila na lang ang tawagin imbes na ako.

"Home office current account..." pinaglaruan nito ang whiteboard na hawak-hawak niya at ipinaikot sa kamay n'ya. "What are the basis for you to credit them?"

All of my classmates stared at me, like mocking me because of the hard question my professor has given me. But, to be honest, it wasn't hard for people who study a lot. Although advance na ang topic na 'to, I am still confident that I can answer it.

Like I've said because, I was valuable on this school, not because of my economic status, but because of my intelligence that they wouldn't dare to share with anyone else.

Sa school na 'to, hindi na namin kailangang tumayo kapag sasagot kami sa recitation kaya naman ay nanatili na lang akong nakaupo bago ako nagsalita. "It will be credited when cash, goods, or services are received from the home office to the branch..." Napahawak pa ako sa baba ko habang nag-iisip ng iba pang sagot. "And profits from branch operations."

That's it. Pumalakpak pa ang prof ko na para bang tuwang-tuwa siya sa sagot ko. "Good job, Ventanilla. You never failed to amaze me," she said as she smiled at me.

Ngumiti na lang ako at tumango bago ako lumingon sa mga kaklase ko na nawala na ang pagtingin sa akin ngayon. They were avoiding my gaze, including Nica who was glaring at me earlier.

Do they really think na hindi ko masasagot ang tanong ng prof sa akin? Na hahayaan ko ang sarili ko na mapahiya sa harap nila na walang ibang ginawa kung hindi ang husgahan ako kahit na wala naman akong ginagawa?

No f.ucking way.

"BAKIT mo ako pinatayan ng tawag, Ventanilla?"

Iyan ang pambungad sa akin ni Nica pagkapasok nito sa student council room. Nakakunot ang noo nito habang nakapameywang, like a typical spoiled brat b.itch. Alam kong masama na kaagad ang timpla ng mood nito mula pa kanina, mula pa noong nakita niya na kausap ako ni Cullen, hanggang sa parte na nasagot ko 'yong mahirap na tanong ni ma'am.

She just hates to see me thriving, isn't she?

"Are you talking about the last time I called you?" I smirked as I continued to type on my laptop, ni hindi ko man lang siya tinapunan ng tingin. "I just wanted to tell you that I'm done typing the script."

O gusto mo ba na magdaldalan tayo kahit kaunti?

Gusto ko pa sanang sabihin 'yan pero mas pinili ko na lang na panatilihin 'yan sa isip ko.

Hahayaan ko na lang siyang mamatay sa inis sa akin habang inaayos ko itong mga dokumento na pinapagawa nila ngayong araw. Minsan ay iniisip ko kung sekretarya ba talaga nila ako rito o alipin. Kung hindi ko lang talaga iniisip ang tungkol sa scholarship ko, hindi ko 'to gagawin.

"I should be the one to hung up the call, Lucy!"

Napapitlag ako sa gulat nang bigla itong lumapit sa akin at padabog na inilagay ang kamay niya sa lamesa kung saan nakapatong ang laptop ko. My heart skipped a bit because of what she did, not because of her presence, but because of the condition of the laptop from the student council room. May ibang mga tao rin naman kasi rito kaya puwede ko 'tong gamitin, but I can't afford to pay for this kapag nasira ito.

"Fine, fine."

That's all I can say. Sakto ay tapos na 'yong pag-aayos ko ng mga dokumento na inutos niya rin kanina kaya naman ay ipinasa ko na ito sa email niya, s-in-ave sa drive ko sa online, at maging sa flash drive ko. Marami talaga akong ginagawang copy dahil minsan ko nang naranasan ang masabotahe rito.

I won't let that happen again.

"Stop acting like you belong here, Lucy," she said in an intimidating tone as she went to me and held the collar of my blouse.

Nakaupo na siya sa lamesa ngayon kaya naman ay nakatingala lang ako sa kan'ya. She was giving me a deadly glare, while I was giving her a neutral expression, but deep inside, I wanted to smirk and mock her. Using her influence to bring down people is an act out of fear.

"Hindi ka nababagay dito," she blurted as she was about to push me, pero hindi ko alam kung bakit bigla siyang napatigil sa paggawa no'n sa akin.

"Nica?" I asked in confusion as I raised a brow.

It's not like I wanted her to push me, but that's just what I'm expecting. Napatingin ito sa may pintuan ng student council room kaya naman ay sinundan ko ito ng tingin.

Someone was standing at the front of the student council room. Nakasandal pa ito sa pader habang nakapamulsa at nakatingin sa akin. Malamig ang ekspresiyon ng mga mata nito na nagdadala ng kakaibang lamig sa buong katawan ko, pero hindi 'yon sapat na dahilan para hindi ko tapatan ang tingin niya.

Nanatili lang ang tingin ko sa kan'ya nang maglakad ito papalapit sa akin at tumigil nang nasa harapan ko na siya.

"I need five minutes of your time," he said in a kind yet low tone as his eyes tried to communicate with mine.

It's a major turn on that he was wearing his uniform properly. Nakaayos ang lahat ng butones ng polo shirt nito at maayos din ang pagkakasuot niya ng pants. His clean cut hair with a little bangs on his forehead makes him look like a good yet the silent type of guy, lalo na nga at may nakasabit pa na itim na headset sa leeg niya.

I was expecting that it was Cullen who will come here.

But it was Tyler.