Chasing The Summer Hearts

CHAPTER 7

"I RECEIVE 1,000 peso cash ma'am. Here's the change, Thank you!" The cashier girl smiled while handing the change she gave to Inara after purchasing a cheap starbucks frappe.

He gave one to Roscoe and Roscoe immediately thrusted the hem of the straw on the middle of the plastic cover and sipped the content of what Inara chose and paid of.

"How's your ass and your hips? Does it still hurt?" She asked in a worried tone.

Frantically speaking, Inara knows about what Yrozze and Roscoe did-two days ago. Apparently, Roscoe spoke up to her the day about yesterday night. And hearing Roscoe's confession seemed to be an obvious action that Yrozze was actually going to do it. His face says the similarity.

"It still stings as hell. Kita mo naman diba kung pa'no ako iika-ikang maglakad?" Mataray niyang tanong.

"Gano'n ba talaga siya kalakas at kalaki at nawasak yang butas mo?" Tanong ni Inara.

Tumango si Roscoe.

"Omg girl! Hindi ka na virgin!" She excitedly mouthed. Kaagad naman siyang siniko ni Roscoe and be glared at her.

Kung nakakamatay lang ang pandidilat ay nasa purgatoryo na si Inara-mahimbing nang natutulog sa kabaong.

"Shut up Inara Valencia. Hindi mo kasi naranasang pasukan ka ng ganon kalaking bagay. I mean it really hurts because my hole literally stretched wide and now, damang-dama ko parin ang sakit nito. Feeling ko nga na kailangan ko sigurong mag pa-check up sa doktor dahil ang sakit-sakit parin ng pwetan ko. Para akong umire ng matagal. Gosh!" He complained.

"Eh pa'nong di sasakit yan eh sarap na sarap ka sa ginagawa niya sa'yo?" She said teasefully. And Roscoe faced her, glaring deadly. "Alam mo minsan, nagdadalawang isip ako kung nasa panig mo ba ako or nasa panig ni Yrozze. Hindi ko na rin alam kung kaibigan pa ba kita o hindi na."

"Grabe ka naman. Grabe naman to'ng manghusga. How could I not ask you? Bakit naranasan ko na ba yang ganyang mga kaganapan?" Kunwareng nasasaktan niyang tanong. f**k, ang sarap niyang sampalin. Easy gurl, easy.

"Wow, just look at yourself in the mirror. Sa ganda mong yan, wala pang nakakatikim sa'yo? How absurd." Roscoe laughed.

They are walking alongside the overpass-just below the multiple vehicle that passes through north and south roads and are bound by different varieties of brands and sizes-busses, jeepneys, taxis, service cars, private cars, motorcycles, tricycles and bicycles.

People are passing by towards them. All are busy with their friends, chit-chatting with their parents, calling up conferences from different working companies, students, teachers and even some gangster-like pieces of clothing.

The bright sun actually shone upon the surroundings and it emitted heat in which people might get sudden body changes and dangers such as stroke. "Grabe ang init ng panahon. Its still 10:00 in the morning but the heat of the sun is scorching-Parang alas dose lang ng tanghali o alas tres ng hapon. So hot!" Maarteng reklamo ni Inara at saka kinuha mula sa kanyang sling bag ang isang maliit na gold umbrella.

"Wow, may ganyan ka pala?" Ani Roscoe habang iniinom ang kanyang Chocolat Frappe.

Ngumisi naman ang kaibigan nito.

"Of course! I'm a girl and everything is present in me." Ani ng kaibigan.

"Sige nga, may mga cosmetic products ka ba?" Naghahamong tanong ni Roscoe.

"Of course!" Hmm, parang nag aalin-langan lang ang sagot nito ah.

"Cosmetic products like skin care products such as Cleanser, Face Oil, Treatment such as Salicylic Acid and Benzyl Peroxide to treat acne that is-Facial wash is one of them. Anti Aging Treatment too. Do you have facial serum, Sunscreen, Moisturizer, Pimple Patch, Chemical Peels, Facial Toner, Face Mask, Eye Cream, Night Cream? Sa Clothing naman, do you have all the kinds of dresses?-Tube, jeans, trumpet, a-line, ball gown, Tea Lenth, Mermaid, Column, Tent, Apron style dress, wrap dress, slip dress and etc?" Sunod sunod niyang tanong.

Inara looked at him in amazement. Very shock.

"Hindi ko pala alam na memorize mo pala ang mga ginagamit ng babae. Nag dermatologist ka nalang sana. Incorporate mo pa yung pagiging designer. Para legit okay, gusto mo yun?" Tanong niya sabay ngisi.

Roscoe rolled his eyes.

"Sige na, I have a class with certain students at 11:00. We better go back at the building. Or else, I would be late for class." Aniya at saka naunang maglakad.

"Teka sandali lang, eto naman." Natatawang ani niya.

"Grabe ka, may isang oras ka pa naman para pumunta sa pupuntahan mo ah? Kung makalakad ka, akala mo 10 minutes nalang bago magsimula yung klase." Reklamo ni Inara pero tinawanan lang siya ni Roscoe.

15 minutes have passed and they already returned to the building. After Roscoe delivered Inara at her respective working place, he prepared his things and left the room. He walked towards the corridor, going downstairs and went out of the building.

He walked on the taxi station and waited for a taxi. Looking at his watch, he still has over 40 minutes left before starting his class.

When he found a vacant taxi, the taxi stopped by in front of him and he opened the door and entered the taxi. The taxi driver greeted him and asked his destination, afterwards, Roscoe told him the right destination where he would be dropping. It took them almost 35 minutes before he reached the school grounds because of an underlying traffic caused by a major collision between an 8-wheeled truck and a commercial bus that injured 12 people at the result.

Just seeing the deep wounds and scarrings of wilted and peeled skin with blood oozing in it was giving Roscoe a hard time trying to change his mind onto something positive and adhere peaceful mind.

And there it is-it bewildered him.

Fuck it.

When he arrived to the destination, he immediately entered the university gates, greeted the personnels and rushed towards the faculty room at the third floor of the building-where the quadrangle is found.

Students are walking pass by him in different directions and all are looking at him.

Some male students-either individually, by-two persons or group would care to smirk flirtly at him. And he would felt pity for them because of an underlying truth.

Sorry, but I do have someone I love that I want to flirt on to.

He just sighed and entered the faculty room where he immediately headed to his desk after greeting a few mentors who are walking at the isles at the moment.

He placed out all his notes and prepared it together with two certain books-books about art-paperback and hardbound. He also prepared his case where materials such as-markers, pencils, pens, eraser, pentel-pens, correction materials such as tape and liquid.

And when he already prepared all of the things, he stood up and dressed himself properly.

"Smells good, Sir. Roscoe!"

Napaiktad sa gulat si Roscoe sa lalim ng boses na nagsalita sa kanyang likod.

It was Caliver-Caliver Versace Cormad.

He was one of the University's campus heartthrob.

With his very handsome face-a clean face with no marks of any abnormalities nor any facial problems such as acne or pimples. His lips are symmetrically balance just as how perfect his nose is. His eyes are beautiful but flirty-with its rarely colored water blue as his eye color. His hair is long but it is tied at the back of his head. His body is broad with its muscles big. His chest is protruding-(as what is expected for a muscle builder like him and a Physcial Education mentor) just like how protrude his adam's apple are. His jaw is perfect and he has no sort of disorder or disease present in his body.

Over all, he is all women's fantasies.

Roscoe started to think what was he thinking about Caliver for such a long time-Is he a devil in bed?

Well, for such giftedness, its not a viable querie to ask such questions because as far as his knowledge is concerned, having a gifted body means having a big c**k hiding on the hem on the center of his pants.

And yes, it is true.

The moment that Caliver showed himself, the big bulge in his black slacks are very much translucent in his eyes-atleast that's what he thought.

He is wearing a black long sleeve polo with a black tie and has a linen silver supported on the center of his chest that is designed to stick the tie onto cloth of the sleeve.

The gold metal belt was also flaunted because the hem of the polo was inserted into the gray slacks paired with an Armani formal shoes. The slacks spans from a little lower down the waist to the tendon.

He was shining and handsome at all cost and Roscoe unconcisously bit his lip.

"Hmm, busog ka na ba sa kakatingin sa'kin?" He smirked.

Mabilis namang namula ang mukha niya.

"The f**k are you talking about? I'm not fantasizing you in anyway heck I jerk off just thinking about you." Roscoe corrected. Napangisi naman ang binata at saka tumingin sa kanyang paligid. Gladly, majority of the proctors are out of their cubicles and only 4 teachers are found but is busy on their own business. Caliver immediately pushed himself to him and suddenly, his lips landed on his ear. Caliver swiftly bit his earlobe and whispered, "How 'bout suck my d**k to satisfy your fantasy?" And he licked it.

Napataas naman ang balahibo ni Roscoe.

Lumunok siya sa narinig.

"Hmm, would it be so oblivious if we try to hide on one of the school's hideouts where there are no cctv cameras nor any people loitering? I know one. Maybe we could just f**k each other out, don't you thi-" Caliver paused when he felt a surging touch of a hand on his shoulder.

Agad namang napaharap si Caliver sa taong humawak sa kanya-Roscoe too.

Both of them saw a man on the scene. He was wearing the same colored sleeve polo that Caliver wore but the only difference is that, it was a dark indigo color with a black tie. The sleeve was folded and it reached his forearm.

He was so handsome that it topped Caliver at all cost.

"Stop touching my object of possession and affection, Caliver Cormad." That man was Yrozze-Yrozze Capaldi.

His voice was very cold that Caliver was taken a bit by him. In Caliver's point, just by smelling the atmosphere and his emotions, Caliver knew that he was menacing-far more dangerous than any other person he met.

"Oh!" He chuckled nervously.

"I-Ikaw pala yan, S-Sir. Capaldi," He actually stuttered!

Ngumiti naman ng pagkatamis-tamis ang lalaking karaharap niya. "Good morning to you too, Sir. Cormad, seems like you're having fun with my man?" He said.

Pagak na tumawa si Caliver at saka unti-unting lumayo.

"Oh, sorry. I beg your pardon, I was just whispering something to him about a certain thing I was confused about-take it seriously that I'm not flirting with your man nor taking advantage of him when you're not around. I'm just frantic to him." Caliver explained.

Yrozze narrowed his eyes and averted his face to Roscoe who was nervous at the moment.

His mood suddenly changed and smiled sweetly. "Roscoe-babe, you could proceed to your class. I have something to focus on." Yrozze kindly said.

With much nervousness, Roscoe immediately walked out in front of Caliver and picked up his things that was lying down the hem of his table and immediately walked away from them.

The ambiance is heavy and he couldn't bare it.

Upon looking at Yrozze for the last time, he was shock as he found those intimidated eyes that looked at him. He was angry. But on top of all, his smile is menacing-He sensed danger within the vicinity of the latter tonight.

And Roscoe didn't like it.

But who knows what might happen?

When he walked through the corridors going to the respective classroom of assignment, he couldn't stop thinking about Yrozze and his menacing smile. He couldn't understand why he felt happy at the same time uncomfortable. He sensed something will happen tonight.

Reaching the door of his classroom, Roscoe tried to remove all his thoughts by sighing deeply.

Wishing that later would be good.

But the more that he tries to motivate himself to stop thinking about what's going to happen later, he can't. Only he could feel the excitement and the nervousness right now.

Oh how he wanted this to be real.