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"Hey, Sid. Let's watch movies. What do you want to watch? Tell me. We'll play it and watch," he said. I ignored him as I acted like I am so busy listening to the music played in the tiny speakers of my headphone. A familiar song from Ikon, one of my favorite korean pop group is in the background. "I said what do you want to watch? I know you can hear me... Why are you playing deaf?" he asked for the second time around. The truth is... I feel so ashamed. Super ashamed. Who would even believe he'd say that to me? He'll kiss me? Who would even feel sane about it, especially if 'that' person is the one you are rooting for? I saw him heaved a sigh as he stood up from being seated in the foot of the bed and walked towards me. What happened next was shocking enough to make me scream. He fainted and fell on the floor. Suffering from too much shaking, I ran towards him, unable to think critically about what I should do next. Should I put him to bed first or call the ambulance? I swallowed the lump on my throat as I shook his shoulders. "G-Grant? What happened to you? Wake up! Don't make me worried. I don't know what to do! Wake up, please..." Tears pooled my eyes. I pressed my hand on his forehead and neck, then I realized he is burning with fever. His temperature is really high! I wiped my tears away as I helped him up towards the bed. He is heavy but I had to endure it. "G-Grant, your fever is high. Wait... I-I'll get the basin to clean you up." I was about to leave but he pulled my wrist, forbidding me to take another step away and stay. "J-Just stay here... Don't leave me, please." His voice was so weak that it was almost a whisper in the air, but I heard it so well. I swallowed as I shook my head, not minding the fact that he might not see it. I squeezed his hand and his hold grew tighter. "I have to clean you up so you'd feel better. Do you understand? I-I won't leave anyway," I told him and stood up. He groaned and I didn't mind that. I immediately left the room and headed to the kitchen to get what I needed. When I went back, I put the basin on the bedside table when I remembered something trivial, and all I did was swallow myself whole... almost. I have to undress him, but not that much so I convinced myself removing his polo is not a big deal. I gasped multiple times while doing so, and my I was feeling so nervous the whole time. I saw a scar on his chest. I don't know what went to me that I found hand slowly making its way to it. I caressed it only to gasp again when he pulled my hand. He laughed. "Don't, I'm sick. You can touch me when I am all better. My performance on bed is not that good this time. I am more than willing to let you r**e me as long as I won't infect you." He was laughing still, but weakly. I frowned but shame attacked me. My cheeks flushed with what he said. r**e? Bed? Performance? What is he thinking? He's sick but a p*****t still. "I just saw the scar on your chest. Where did you get that? I don't remember you had an accident," I muttered. We've known each other since childhood days. Even though he is one, difficult child and we hardly talk, we are still together. "I don't know. Mom said, I was on an accident before. Maybe you don't remember... you were still a kid," he mumbled, making me nod multiple times. That makes sense. It's been so long. I took the towel and placed it on his forehead. He has a well-toned body. His bulky figure and ripped muscles and abs are prominent. This is my type of guy... Grant is my type of guy. "It tickles," he said and then chuckled. I pouted a little but heed his words no attention as I continued what I'm doing. "Rest here. I'll make you soup and eat it, then drink some medicine after. I'll call Tita to inform her you're sick," I said. He nodded while his eyes are still closed, probably so weak. I hurried to the kitchen and cooked the soup. Good thing they have a lot of ingredients in their refrigerator. While I was cooking, the phone rang. I answered it, not looking at the caller's id. "Sis, do you know what time's it? Mom is freaking out! The groceries! And what did you do to my Triton that he's not yet home? Where are you two?!" my sibling shouted on the other line, making me grimace. Such a loud voice! "I don't know where Triton is but he said earlier he's going home. I'm here at Grant's... He's sick and his mom's not home so I'll help him. The groceries are here too," I explained and poured the milk on the pan. "Waaah! OMG! Kuya Grant's house? Mom, sister's at kuya Grant's house!" the kid shouted again, making me shook my head as I ended the call and proceeded with the soup. The doorbell rang, making me glanced in the direction. I thought it was Tita, but it turned out to be Triton so my forehead immediately crumpled as my brows raised. What is he doing here How did he know I'm here? How did he know Grant's house? "What are you doing here? Did you know mom scold me because of you? I thought you're going home? What are you—" My eyes widen when he drew the distance closer as he pulled me to him into a tight embrace. I was so shocked. I couldn't move. I don't even know what to do. I don't know why but, it feels so comfortable. My brows furrowed. Since when did I like him hugging me? As far as I know, I hate this guy. I pressed my hands on his chest to push him away but he hugged me tighter this time. My body pressed on his more while his hands are on my waist. "D-Did he kiss you? Tell me," he demanded making me shook my head. I feel like I can't breathe. I can even smell his manly scent. It was addicting, okay stop. Nonsense. "What do you mean did he kiss you? Sino bang tinutukoy mo?" I asked him. He rested his face on my shoulder. I gasped because of that. It feels, good. "Grant. Did he kiss you? Tell me. Did he f*cking touch you? Because if he did, I will f*cking kill him and beat him 'til he die." My eyes widen and I tried to pull away again but he didn't let me. No one did this on me, even Grant! What the hell is he saying too? Perhaps, is he jealous? I shook my head and chuckled. No way, why would he be? "Why are you chuckling, huh? Do you like seeing me this frustrated? That guy is pissing me. I haven't kissed you and he said he'll do. No way!" he threatened so I kick him in the legs. He let me go immediately while I can see the pain in his eyes. I suddenly felt guilty. Well, he deserves it for being asshole. "What are you even saying? Go home. Grant is sick. I need to take care of him," I said. "You didn't answer my questions. Did he touch you? Did he kiss you?" he asked. I shook my head and he smiled suddenly. "That's good. Because you, are my property. Did you get that? You, Yveon Sid Valtar is mine." He even winked at me. I don't know why but my heart is beating so damn fast. What the hell? When did this guy had such effect on me? I f*cking hate this feeling. I should only be feeling this to Grant. "I-I'm not your... p-property." I am even stuttering. What the hell, Sid? What the hell. Since when, huh? You hate this guy! Why are you being like this now? I don't know! I don't even know why. I shook my head, pushed him away and closed the door straight on his face. He knocked repeatedly from outside. "Hey! Yveon! Let me in! What are you doing? Hey! I said let me in! I won't stop this, I swear!" he shouted. I went back to the kitchen and prepared Grant's food, especially his meds. I did not bother myself with Triton outside and walked towards Grant's room. I placed them on the bedside table and sat on the bed, just in front of him. The aircon is in full blast but he is sweating so much so I wiped him dry as I brushed his hair gently. I shook his shoulders slowly. "Grant? Wake up. It's time for you to eat so you can drink your medicine," I slowly said. He just groaned that's why I shook him again. "Wake up, Grant. You should eat first so you can drink your medicine and feel better. Wake up, Grant," I ordered him. He opened his eyes slowly and I helped him sat on the bed. His weary eyes locked and mine. He looks so tired. "How are you?" I asked him, still staring. He sighed and smiled weakly. "I'm fine. How about you? Did you eat already?" he asked so I nodded. I stood up to get his food. 'That's good, because you're my property. Did you get that? You, Yveon Sid Valtazar is mine.' It crossed my mind mometarily that the soup slipped on my hand a little so I put it back on the table to clean myself fast. God, Sid. What are you doing? You're spacing out! "H-Hey. Are you... okay? L-Let me check your hand," Grant said. I hid my hand from him, smiled while shaking my head. "This is nothing, just a small burn. I'll feed you now," I told him and put the food beside him. I took a spoon of soup, blew it to make it cold before drawing it close to his mouth. "Thank you." "Thank you for what?" I asked confused. He smiled. "Thank you for taking care of me. I really appreciate it," he said gently that is why I can't help but smile at him. I fed him again. While I was feeding him, he was looking at my hand so I checked. He is eyeing at the bracelet he gave me that I am currently wearing right now. I smiled. "I always wear this. I did not remove it even once after you gave me this. I told you I'll treasure this one, right?" I said. He chuckled and nodded. I made him drink some water after I finished feeding him. I grew worried when he held his chest like he is in pain. "What happened? Masakit ba?" I asked in my panicked tone. He shook his head. "This is nothing. It'sa usual..." he said so I just nodded and gave him the medicine. He drank it and rested for some minutes. After he has gained his regular breathing pattern, I tucked him on the bed so he could sleep. "Can I borrow your laptop? I'll just watch some movies while you're sleeping..." His eyes widen after I said that, like he won't like it if I do so I nodded multiple times in understanding. "Oh. Okay okay." "Just watch on the tv, we have netflix there. Not my laptop please, I have some stuff there," he said making me laugh. He went back to sleep so I just watched movies on the television. While watching Weight Lifting Fairy Kim Book Joo, I noticed it's raining outside. My forehead crumpled when I felt like I left something outside. Shaking my head a bit, I continued watching until two hours passed by, when suddenly, I remembered Triton. "Oh God! Triton is outside." I hurried down the first floor and opened the door. I immediatelt saw him outside, his back is on me while he is soaking wet with rainwater. He looks cold so I went outside and pulled him to me. Before I was even successful, he lost consciousness right there and then. What the heck? Another patient. "I can't believe this. Earlier, I was just worrying about Grant. And here you are, Triton! Adding to the problem! Is your brain damaged? At all times!" I scolded him as I assisted him. It would have been better if he's light! But he isn't! What went to him that he let himself under the pouring rain? He had all the hours to go home when I slammed the door in front of his darn face. Why did he come suddenly? And he even stayed when I told him to leave? "I-I want to... guard you. T-That asshole might do perverted stuff at you. I don't w-want that to happen... to you. J-Just he try... I'll rip his neck o-ff," he muttered with heavy breathing, making my forehead crumple immediately. What is this guy saying? Grant doing such to me? I would believe the complete opposite of that! "You're talking too much. Sit and I'll look in the dresser so you can change," I told him and tried pulling away so I can do what I intend to do but he held my hand and pulled me. I ended up on top of him. Everything went to slow motion as my eyes widen from utter shock with what he did. My breathing grew heavy as I stared at his face up close. I can't help but blink. His face is undeniably perfect. It seemed so unreal that I can say it was just invented and innovated. "You really are so beautiful," he whispered as his eyes bore on mine. He chuckled softly and it was pleasing in the ears. I stood up immediately when I realized what I have done. I swallowed the lump on throat as I looked at his sleepy eyes, while he's grinning from ear to ear. I turned my back on him, nervous. "I'll find you some clothes," I said finally and ran towards Grant's room. I shut my eyes tight and held my chest as soon as I closed the door. My heartbeat is so fast that I looked below to calm myself down. Why do I feel this way when he's here? Why is it this way? So different. Honestly, it is only Grant who used to make me feel this way. I shook my head and slapped myself multiple times. No! It should'nt ! It is Grant that I like, right? It is only him that I like. That guy... He's just mysterious and he annoys me big time, that's why! So feeling this way is not something I should acknowledge. I shook my head again and searched through Grant's dresser so I can find something Triton could wear. "What happened to you? You look problematic. Is it hard taking care of me? I-I'm already fine... you can go home now," it was Grant who turned out to be awake already. I shook my head immediately. "No, it's not that. Are you feeling well already?" I asked him as I placed my hand on his forehead. He smiled. "Yes... a little bit," he replied so I nodded. "Y-Yveon! The shirt! I'm so cold!" Triton shouted from outside. My eyes widen as I hurriedly looked at Grant's dresser. "Who was that? Why is there someone else in the house?" Grant asked but I continued looking. My cheeks flushed when I saw some underwear there as I immediately closed the drawer. "It's a long story. I'll tell you later," I replied, pulling out some shorts and shirts, then went back to Triton. "Can you change your clothes alone? Stand up and do it fast. Stand up, will you? I can't possibly change your clothes for you! Stand up!" I shouted at him but the latter grinned mischievously, his eyes held so much in their depths as he stood up slowly. I helped him up when I saw him shaking a bit. "Wait... why don't you take a bath first? You'll probably get more sick because you didn't bathe," I said but he shook his head disapprovingly. He snatched the clothes from me and undress himself in the upper part of his body. I swallowed whole and looked away. "Why are you here? When did I allow you to come over here and wear my clothes?" It was Grant walking down the stairs. I hurried to him so I could assist him from taking small steps down. He is frowning, his forehead is furrowed greatly. "Are you okay already?" I asked him but he just gave me a sideway glance and looked at Triton once again, who is already comfortably seated on the couch. "Get up! Go to your f*cking home. You are not allowed here. F*ckers are not allowed in my home," Grant said in a warning voice so I held his hand. "Grant, he's sick. It was raining earlier and he was outside. Just let him in for the time being. If he feels better, we can tell him to go home," I pleaded him. He blew out a loud breath, let go of my hand and went to the kitchen. I can't help but smile. He totally agrees this time. I turned to the doorway when the doorbell rang. I opened it immediately. "May I know who are you?" I asked a woman, smiling. She is weird at first look, especially because she dresses up really weird too. "Who are you and why are you here ?" I asked courteously again but she just looked at me from head to foot so my forehead crumpled. "Where is my son?" she asked, making me even more confused. "Your son?" "Yes. Triton." "What? Y-You are his mother?!" - "Tell me what happened earlier, sis! Why did you take so much time at Grant's house? What did you two do, huh? Where is brother Triton and did something happen?" Daya asked continuously making me s***k her in the head. So much talking! Her mouth is like a gun without a silencer! "Nothing happened! And why are you still awake? Where is mom?" I asked. "She's asleep. There's food in the kitchen, you can eat if you want. My beauty rest is delayed so good night," she said and left, probably heading to her room. My phone vibrated so I immediately checked. Carl poster something about our dance team winning first place in a contest. I smiled and reacted heart to it, then commented after. 'Congrats, fam! Keep up the good work! Too bad I wasn't there! It could have been better if I was. Haha!' My teammates immediately replied like Carl, George and Stephanie. Stephanie: 'At least you enjoyed some date with your crush! Tell us about it!' Carl: 'Sus. I am sure you're feeling high right now.' George: 'How was your date today? Is there something we should expect? Don't forget to bring some news, okay?' I can't help but shook my head and decided not to reply. It wasn't fun taking care of two patients. Oh, right! It was indeed so good! It feels so good when I remembered how Grant's face leaned so close to me, then an image of my scenes with Triton blew my vivid imagination. I frowned a little. What am I even thinking? "I'm home! I was sick but you left me and gone home already. You're so heartless," Triton said as he sat in front of me and took some food. "Sus. Why didn't you tell me you have a mother? You told mom you don't remember anything but you honestly do!" I greeted and he just laughed at me. "What are you talking about? She isn't my mom." "Then what? She said she's your mother, stop denying!" "She's an... acquaintance. That's it. She's definitely not important. Let's just eat," he said, making me roll my eyes at him but I still ate. "By the way, thanks for taking care of me. The soup you made was good! Make me another again," he beamed and I can't help but look down. What is happening to me? Feelings I shouldn't feel towards him are flooding me right now. What I feel for Grant... I am also feeling them for him. What really is happening? "Y-You are welcome. It was just a soup! Anyone can make that!" was all I can say and continued eating. "They can do so, but it won't taste the same like yours," he commented and stared at me, then smiled. Wow. His smile is spectacular... Wait. What is with his smile? It isn't that... Aish! Fine! He has a beautiful smile, so what? Silence lured the space between us but he broke it again after some time. "If I told you I don't originally live in this world... and that I am not like you, will you believe me?" he asked me, and I automatically laughed in response. "What are saying? You don't live here, in this world of human beings? Don't be fooled with written fiction because they aren't real, understand?" I told him but his eyes remained serious. "Yveon." "Oh?" "I am not human." My forehead crumpled but I still laughed heartily. "Are you kidding me? You're being too much!" "I am not joking at all." I stopped laughing when I realized he really is serious as hell. Wait, what the hell is he talking about? "What do you mean you're not human? What are you then? An alien?" I asked him. He simply shook his head. "I am not like you, human. I have been living for thousand of years but in another world. Not here," he said and all I did was shook my head again. I drank from my glass of water and stood up. "You are talking nonsense. Maybe it is better for you to eat and get full. I will sleep now, and you too later. You are probably worn out that is why you are saying such things. We still have class tomorrow so you wake up early too! Understand? Goodnight!" I went inside my room then. "What is he saying that he isn't human and he's been living for thousands of years? What does that mean? There is another world aside from Earth? He really needs to sleep..." I muttered under my breath and started doing my night rituals before going to bed. Earlier the next day, we were up early and we had so much time preparing for school. As usual, Daya is still fast asleep and even snoring. I can't expect anything from a sleep head like her. "Yveon, why don't you believe me? I am telling the truth, please trust me. I am not human, okay? I have been jere for thousands of years!" he said, still insisting on what he said yesterday. I just nodded at him. "Fine, I'll pretend that I believe in you." He shook his head and rolled his eyes at me. He remained silent afterwards. "Let's go to school now or else, we'll be super late. Maybe you'll spread some news that you don't live here too, huh? You will really become the laughingstock at school," I said and opened the driver's seat. "If I stop everything around us in motion, will you finally believe me?" I crossed my arms around my chest as I turned to him. "Try. Do it and I will believe you if you can," I challenged him and he immediately nodded. He closed his eyes and lift his hand up in the air a little, shifting if from left to the right direction. My brows curled when nothing happened at all. He opened his eyes and looked at me with so much confusion. "Why isn't it working? W-Wait." He did it for the the second time around but nothing happened still. "That's enough. Stop making a fool out of me. Get in so we can go to school earlier," I ordered him and started the engine of the vehicle. We were early at school today. I don't know but I feel like Triton is kinda upset that I didn't believe in him. Can you blame me? Will anyone rational believe in that? He isn't a human being, living for thousands of years... That was just unbelievable. That time, he started ignoring me. If we are together, he won't say a thing. If we see each other, he won't even look at me. He doesn't even look at me! Even just a single glance? He won't! At first I thought to myself... Why don't I talk to him and explain. But I was like, I didnt do anything wrong, right? Those things he said aren't true. Maybe he's just obsess with fictions. When I first met him, I mistaken him as a r****t! But then I let my pride down. When my mother was asleep and so is Daya, I tried talking to him. I called him while he was climbing up the stairs. "Triton. Can we talk?" I asked him in my nicest voice but guess what he said? "I am tired, Yveon. It is already eight o'clock in the evening, time to go to sleep. I'll sleep now," he said and continue walking. He didn't even look at me. He was just holding on the balester, his back on me. Then he left. I was so pissed that time. That is the first time he told me he's going to sleep at eight oclock?! What the hell. He sleeps at eleven or twelve! When morning came, I didn't bother talking to him anymore. If he won't approach me then he won't! I tried communicating to him but he f*cking ignored me, that's what atleast I can do. I lowered my pride but he was stubborn, then go! After that we never talked. Daya is asking me always what's wrong. Why do I look f*cking exhausted and silent the past days. That's also the question. I am also asking my self why? Why did I become so quiet? When did I became like this? I told myself maybe, I was just really tired and I want peace. I know mom noticed too. "Sid, What's wrong? You and Triton seem too silent?" she asked me and I just awkwardly chuckled. I can't tell her we are in some catfight recently. Yes, It was considered as a cat fight. He's being close minded. "No, Mama. We're okay. I'm going to my room now. I still have classes tomorrow," I said, kissed her in the cheeks and run towards my room. The next day, the seniors were told to have an important meeting later. I saw Grant that time. He smiled ay me, I just smiled back at him weakly. I don't know why, I always feel tired these days. "Don't forget the lunch with Mom tomorrow, okay? Seven o'clock in the evening, I'll fetch you," he said and I just smiled together with a nod as a response. I looked at Sarah and she is looking at me intently. "Why?" I asked her. She just raised her eyebrows and sighed. "What are you up to these days? You look tired and exhausted. Are you sick?" she asked me, I just smiled and nodded disapprovingly. She was also asking me about Triton. We are obviously not talking at all. I thought it was only Daya and mom who noticed, seems like we are too obvious, huh? I just told her we are fine and in both comfort zone for now. It was announced that day that we are having a new classmate. She was the daughter of Mayor Wyatt Elizalde. She looks so stunning and pretty that boys became so wild and even shouted some catcalls. "Goodmorning, everyone. My name is Desiree Elizalde. Nice to meet you all." Her voice was really really cute. She has a cute one. After the announcement, she sat next to Triton who wasn't even looking at her. Unbothered by her presence. But when Desiree started talking to him, smiling and offering her hand, he did the same thing. He let out a smile and shook his hand with her. After that shake hands, Desiree said something that made Triton laugh. After our fight, that was the first time I saw him laughing.
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