20. MINE 1

TRACE

I woke up with the sound of the ringing tone of a fucking* phone. Pesteng yawa! Sino ba ang siraulong tumatawag ng ganito kaaga?! Ang alam ko ay in-off ko ang phone ko kagabi pa. Sino ang nag-on ng phone ko? Tangina! Istorbo! I fucking* hate this hangover feeling with someone disturbing me!

I lazily extended my right arm and grabbed my phone na nakapatong sa chest drawer sa gilid ng kama and it was still off.

Fuck*! Kung hindi phone ko ang tumutunog ay kanino? At hindi naman talaga gano'n ang ringing tone ng phone ko. Tanginang kalutangan 'to! Bakit ba nawala sa isip ko ang bagay na 'yon?

"Tanga mo," iritable at inaantok na sabi ko sa sarili.

The irritating sound stopped and I thought I could go back to sleep again. I closed my eyes and was about to go back to my dreams when the phone rang again. The hell!

"Tangina!" badtrip kong sabi sabay bangon.

I sat on the kingsize bed. My eyes roamed around and saw Logan sleeping on the carpeted floor with the two bitches* he enjoyed