Whispers In Shadows

12

As more days passed, the more I got to know what is the real Dashiel Zyron behind his cold facade.

And hell, my man is so cute and sweet. He was the most thoughtful person I have ever known. He was so selfless.

I just can't help but love him more and more each day.

"Your birthday is nearing. Have you already thought of what you want to do for your debut?" Papa Ae asked.

It's Saturday today and we are both at home.

I shrugged. "That's at least two months from now, Pa. And honestly, I wasn't thinking of something cozy," I answered.

Papa's brow arched. "You will only turn eighteen once, Alexa. Think of how you will make it remarkable," he said.

With that, an idea came to my mind. "Bigay mo na lang sa akin 'yung pang gastos mo sa debut pa. Remarkable na 'yun," I said.

Papa immediately grabbed a piece of paper and threw it to me. "Mukhang pera!" He said and I burst into laughter.

"Honestly, Pa. I don't want to have a debut that others usually do. I would rather have the money you will be spending on a party-not that I'm being 'mukhang pera', ha?-and treat my friends in a way we will be enjoying," I said.

"You only have three friends, anak." He said.

I rolled my eyes. "I now have four, Papa. You're taking this personally, ha. I'm hurt," I kid.

Papa laughed at that. "Alright. But how will you spend a million for a way you and your four friends will enjoy?" He asked then.

My eyes widened upon hearing that. "A million, Pa. You will spend a million for my eighteenth birthday?" I asked, bewildered.

Wow.

I know we are kind of wealthy but I didn't expect that we were on that level of wealthiness.

Papa shrugged. "It's your Tatay's money, anyway. He wanted to give you a grand debut," he said and I immediately snorted at that.

"Tell him I'm not interested," I said.

Why was he mentioned in this conversation suddenly? As if he was relevant.

Papa Ae took a deep breath. "Pay your Tatay a visit at least once, Alexandria. Remember, it wasn't just your birthday. It is also your Nanay's death anniversary."

"Then, why do you want me to have a 'grand' debut when it was not a happy day?" I asked.

Eighteen years.

It has been eighteen years since Nanay left this world.

I miss her although I never had a chance to meet her face to face. I wasn't even given a chance to feel how warm her embrace was.

"Because, that was the happiest day of your Nanay's life. She waited for it, she wanted you to be born that day and celebrating your birthdays is our only reason to tell her that we appreciate all her sacrifices," he said. "And please, stop blaming your Tatay for your Nanay's death. He never wanted your mother to die and he didn't kill your mom," Papa added.

"He wasn't good at my mother, Papa. How can I forgive him?" I asked, anger starting to rise inside me.

Papa A rolled my eyes. "How did you know? Were you there when your mother was with your father? No, right? Do you think you would be here if your Nanay was not happy with your Tatay? I doubt it, Alexandria. Because, your Nanay was only happy when she was with your father. No man had made her happy the way your father made her. Only him, okay?"

"She was a battered wife," I said.

I know that. I know how we lost my supposed older sibling because of my own father. I know what my Nanay went through in that man's hand.

It was awful.

"Alexa, your father isn't perfect. Yes, he had done a lot of wrong things and I will never romanticize that nor invalidate the victims' feelings. But honey, your father has been serving his sentence and he is so regretful of what he did. And he knows that he will never receive forgiveness from them nor from you, what he wants is for you to at least talk to him once. You are the only reason why your father is still holding on to his life because if you weren't here, he would have followed your mom long ago," Papa said.

I was lost for words. I don't know what I will say so I chose to be silent. Papa Ae seems to understand that he didn't push the conversation further.

"Make up your mind, Alexa. Think of what you want to do for your birthday," he said, finally ending the conversation.

[Are you busy?] Dashiel text message. I left my phone in my room so Papa won't be suspicious of me texting someone non-stop.

[Just had lunch with Papa. We also talked about my debut.] I replied.

[Oh, it's nearing. You will finally turn eighteen.] He texted back.

I immediately rolled my eyes. [Oh, please. Don't start at me with those eighteen jokes. I'm having enough of that, Dashiel Zyron.] I replied.

[But I'm not saying anything baby.]

[You are about to say it. I know you well.] I replied.

[Alright. I'm sorry.] He answered and I know he is laughing happily right now.

This guy, really.

[What are you doing anyway?] I asked. He told me earlier that they will visit his dad.

[Sitting while watching mom and dad talk.] He replied.

[I see. How about the double D?]

[Dione's beside Dad, snuggling at him and Dan, he's having a conversation with Ninong Xander.] He replied.

My heart skipped a bit reading that name.

Why does he have to involve himself in Dashiel's family?

[He's asking about you, baby. He learned about your injury and he was so worried. Dan had to show a recent video of you just to calm him down.]

[Tell Dan to stop talking about me to that man.] I said. My heart is now beating so wild.

[I can't, baby. They would be suspicious of me.] He replied.

[Just don't talk to him, alright?]

I know I am being too much and Dashiel won't like why I am acting this way to that man but I also know that despite that, he will still love me and understand why I am like this.

The wound he left me was too deep to even heal. I think I will be forever living in this pain caused by him, my own father.

[I can't promise I will not but I will try, baby. I don't want to be disrespectful to him, he is still your father and I want to have his approval of me for you.] He said.

[We don't need his approval, baby. It's Papa Ae's that we need.] I answered.

[Alright, baby.]

[Thank you. I love you.] I replied.

[I love you more.] He replied and I can feel how I slowly become at ease.

With Dashiel, everything is calm.

That day ended like that. I just spent the whole day at home watching random TV shows on Netflix, waiting until the day was over. And when it was, I spent a few more hours video calling Dashiel.

I don't know, I was not fond of texting especially video calling but with Dashiel, I am always willing to do anything and any ways just so I could be with him.

I never imagined I would be this crazy of a guy. And that guy is him, the one I have been dreaming of.

[I can't wait for tomorrow to come. I want to see you badly now.] He said over the screen.

[Clingy.] I commented.

He laughed at that. [I missed you today. Baby, can I see you now?] He asked.

[Now?] I asked, bewildered.

He nodded. [Hmm...I know this is bad but, baby, can I see even just for a minute?] He asked.

Excitedly, I nodded. [I will sneak out.] I said.

Dashiel bit his lips, suppressing a smile but he failed terribly. [Already. See you in five, baby. Wait for me.] He said.

I nodded again. [I will wait. Careful on your way here, alright?] I reminded him because he might make his car fly just to get her fast.

[I will. See you.]

[See you.]

Dashiel came after five minutes, he really came in five minutes. God! I was so f*****g nervous seeing his car materializing in front of me.

I was two houses away from ours.

"I told you to drive carefully!" I immediately said as soon as I got to his car.

But this guy, instead of answering, he grabbed me by the back of my head and crashed his lips to mine.

He kissed me hungrily.

"I missed you so much." He said against our lips.

"We were together yesterday, stop being dramatic." I answered.

"That's different," he said, kissing me again.

I have kissed him multiple times already but every time he would kiss me again, it feels different. I don't know if that's even possible, but Dashiel's kisses were all different.

And this one is my favorite so far.

I leaned on him until I reached the side of his chair and reclined it.

"Damn," he blurted when I hovered over him. "You will really be the death of me." He added.

I smirked at him. "I got you again, Mr. Dela Torre." I said before leaning on him again and kissing him.

His hands immediately went to the back and the other was on my nape, pulling closer to him.

We were kissing for minutes and we were both gasping for air when we stopped.

I licked my lips and grinded on top of him. Dashiel's eyes widened and both of his hands immediately went to my hips, stopping him.

"No, please, baby." He said.

"I don't think I can wait anymore," I said.

But he shook his head. "No, baby," he said, hardly. "Two months. We only have to wait for two months."

"That's too long," I said, trying to sound seductive as I showered him light kisses on his lips.

"Still. We must wait, baby. You're still a minor and I don't want to make you do something you're not capable of thinking thoroughly," he said.

"I'm not a kid anymore, Dashiel. What's the difference between now and after two months." I asked, a bit annoyed.

"The difference is you will be at the legal age, baby. And no one will ask you about the decision you made."

"I can decide now and I'm so sure that I won't regret that," I answered.

Dashiel shook his head but before he could even say a word, I moved away from him and removed my top, revealing my strapless bra.

"I want this, baby. And I want you to know," I said before grabbing his hand and bringing it to my chest.

And my boyfriend, being scandalized for the first time in his entire life, trembles as his hand rests on top of my boobs.

I rolled my eyes. "Baby, do we have to watch a tutorial on YouTube on how to knead a boob?" I said.

And this guy, being offended, harshly pulled down my bra and pulled me to him, crashing his lips on my right boob.

My mouth ajar and I gasped in the air when his tongue glided on my n****e.

"I'm so dead," he said as he continuously sucked on my right boob and his other hand was kneading my left boob.

"Oh, god!" I groaned when he pinched one of my n*****s.

"You like this?" He asked.

Shamelessly, I nodded. "This feels good," I said.

I thought of grinding on him and I did, making him groan. He bit my n****e as revenge.

"Stay still, baby. Please, don't make me come in my pants," he said, putting my butt in place. He then came back to enjoying my boobs.

He was massaging and sucking both alternatively and I can't help but moan, calling his name out of pleasure.

Damn!

My boyfriend is so good at this. He had mastery.

But upon realizing that, I held his head and pushed him away. I glared at him. "Why are you so good at this? Have you done this with other girls?" I asked suspiciously.

Dashiel's brows furrowed and he tried to reach for my boobs again but I stopped him, slapping his hand away.

"I'm still talking to you, Dashiel Zyron! Tell me, who was the girl? And how many times have you done this?" I asked.

Dashiel shook his head and pulled me to him. "I have never done this to anyone, Maria Alexandria. Only you. Only to you," he answered as he resumed having a feist on my breasts.