XXXIII.
What the hell is he doing? He was just standing there in front of my car under the rain. He's really insane. I honked at him for how many times but he's not even moving. "What the f**k are you doing, Zeke Asher?" I asked myself. I took a deep breath before I opened my car door and went outside. "What the f**k is wrong with you?!" I asked him and pushed him. "Get out of the way! I want to go home, Zeke. I'm tired." He's just standing there and he's just looking at me. Naiinis na ako. I'm really tired. Because of frustration and annoyance I started crying. Damn these tears. I pushed him and punched him on his chest. "Just go, Zeke. If you want to avoid me, I don't care anymore. Just go. You're just making everything hard." Maybe I'm crying dahil masakit ang loob ko. Because even if I'
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