CATch-Ying My Cursed Scary Girl (Complete)

The Origin of Lonely

Max's POV

"ANONG GINAGAWA MO DITO!!?!?!?!"

I shouted looking at the person outside, sa isang tao na basang basa at may gulo-gulong buhok. Naka-uniform pa ito at mukhang hindi alintana ang malakas na ulan at lamig sa labas. Nakatayo lang to at deretsyong nakatingin sa akin like I'm an endless question for her.

Crap! Hindi ba dapat ako ang magtanong!

"SCARY GIRL! WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING THERE???!!" gigil kong sigaw dito. Nagkusa naman ang mga kamay ko para buksan ang pinto. I'm about ready to get wet dahil hindi ko na iniisip yun. Thinking na mas kanina pa sya dyan ay mas nawawalan ako ng pake sa sarili ko. Gusto ko sana syang papasukin ng mabilis sa may backseat pero natulala ako ng may tinapat sya sa itaas ng ulo ko. A fvcking umbrella!???!?

"Ano bang trip mo sa buhay?! Dapat sayo mo yan ginamit!" sigaw ko at tinabig ang payong para tumapat sa kanya. Nakaramdam na rin ako ng pagkabasa. Ngunit sa sobrang tigas ng ulo nya ay pinilit pa nya ulit yung tinapat sa akin. Asar akong nagpaikot ng mga mata bago matigas na kinapitan ang hawakan nun at kinabig sya papalapit sa akin para maipasok sya sa ilalim ng payong.

"Alam mo ba kung anong ora----"

"8:11pm." sagot nito. Nagtaas-baba ang dibdib ko dahil sa sagot nya. This happened last time too. I’ll ask a question at hindi pa tapos ay sasagot ba kaaagad siya na parang walang pakielam. Is this how she will always answer me???!

"LISTEN HERE!!!" sigaw ko sa kanya. "I'm not having this kind of conversation. Babae ka at late umuwi???!" hindi ko maiwasang maipakita ang pagkairita ko dun. I have a significant growl because of her. "SAN KA NAKATIRA?! I'LL DRIVE YOU!!!"

Her eyes squinted dahil sa pagpatak ng tubig sa pisngi nya. I immediately remove it using my thumb at mas hinatak pa sya, but this damn umbrella is useless. Bukod sa malakas ang ulan ay masyado akong mataas kaya nasa ulo ko nakatapat ang payong, dahilan para mabasa sya. I'm not buying this umbrella nor this situation.

"Let's go inside."

Parehas lang kaming mababasa kung mag-uusap kami dito sa labas. Her hands grip firm at my arm kaya ang plano ko na painitin sya at tuyuin sa loob ng sasakyan ay hindi na natuloy.

"Hindi ka makakaalis dito! Baha sa may kanto!" pilit na sigaw nito na may pagpikit pa.

I raised my eyebrows at her 'trying hard' moves. Does she think she's already shouting? That's not even barely close in an average tone, dito pa kaya sa lakas ng ulan na to?

"I KNOW!!! JUST GET WARM INSI---"

"Tara! Sa bahay!" she didn't wait for my answer at basta na lang akong hinigit papunta sa kung saan. Did she just say her house? Tsk! Bahala na! Good thing hindi nag-on yung makina ng sasakyan ko. Pineress ko na lang ang lock nun.

I did follow her to wherever she goes. I could feel the cold wind and rain dripping all over me, but this girl has something special. She made me only care for two things now, yung lalakaran nya at yung kamay nyang nakakapit sa kamay ko ngayon. She pulls me, guiding me at the unknown way. It feels like she's the master and I am the subordinate. She has the upper hand like how she knows the way, while I'm willing to be a dog to follow her everywhere.

I almost forgot this girl didn't made me sleep for many days! Ganto pala yung feeling na may inaasahan kang makita and seeing her washes all the longing. Fvck! What am I even saying?!?!

This girl really has something. I shouldn't be feeling this way. Actually, dapat naaasar pa rin ako ngayon sa kanya. And what's with the sh't I just said?!?! Eh, nakatabi ko lang naman sya one time, ONE FREAKING TIME, sa kama na wala pang nangyayari!!! Kaya it's impossible for me to feel that. Bukod dun, puro paghahanap na ang ginawa ko. In short, wala kaming pinagsamahan.

"Pasok." she directly commanded.

SEE, how can I be under by this short girl??! No one will be and so I will not. Masyado syang very direct at parang walang pakiramdam, very scary, ordinary, and nothing more. Normal lang din yung mukha nya. Well that I only assumed, hindi ko pa nakikita ang buong mukha nya dahil lagi syang nagtatago sa buhok nya. Wala rin akong nakikitang lalaki sa tabi nya mapa-school man o kahit saan, so it means hindi din sya ganun kagandahan para ligawan.

Inside her house is like her. May aura na medyo madilim kahit na may ilaw, it's faded white. Hindi sapat yun para mailawan ang kabuoan ng salas. It has small space and...very ordinary. I thought lahat ng nasa school namin mayaman, I guess I'm wrong.

The living room has only one small sofa and two single ones. All three of them are made from old solid looking heavy woods. May TV din but I don't think it works. It is the old small kinda box TV, yung may antena. Bukod dun wala ng laman ang salas nya. Curtains are papery and dark loose grey, the only thing hanging on the walls. No pictures, artworks or anything.

"Towel." pag-abot nito sa akin. I stood firm sa may b****a ng pinto. Basa pa kasi ako, pero dahil sa laki ng katawan ko ay mukhang malaki-laking damusak ang nagagawa ko. Wala syang ibang basahan bukod sa damit na inaapakan ko, na sakto lang para sa isang paa ko.

I can't believe the first three minutes I've spent into her house is to criticize it. I'm such a bad person.

"Ah, thank you nga pala." pagtaas ko ng towel. I look at her secretly habang nagpupunas, nahihiya kasi ako.

Time went by, at nanatiling tahimik sya. Ako naman nakaupo lang sa pang isahang sofa sa tapat nya. Nakatungo sya at tahimik na pinagsasaklob ang dalawang kamay. I got a feeling na tinitignan nya ako under her long hair dahil medyo naangat yun from time to time. She must be a good angel for letting me in inside her house para magpatila ng ulan kahit ayaw nya. Ang tahimik kasi nya at ni hindi man lang ako kinikibo. I have no choice but to do the same.

"So pano ka uuwi?" she suddenly speak out loud. I look at her directly, though she's sitting a far. It's been 20 minutes now but I still haven't figure out when she'll figure out that I'm staying. Yep, my decision.

I kept my answer to myself.

Every passing minute, she's giving me a glare with one eye peeking through her hair. I admit, she can get scarier and scarier every seconds. Feeling ko tuloy I'm dealing with a ghost. I don't know what, but her position right now gives me an idea that there's a black shadow and aura forming behind her.

"Oi." sita nya ulit sa akin sabay iwas ng tingin. Good ghost nga pala sya, and a millennial one too. Gusto kong matawa dahil sa pagkakasabi nya ng "oi". I really think she's trying hard to keep a scary composure.

Patawa pala si Scary Girl.

"What?" I asked in a tone that would said 'I don't really care'.

"Sabi ko pano ka uuwi?"

Bumagsak ulit ang expression ko. Atat talaga 'tong si Scary Girl.

"Hoy!" pagtaas ulit ng boses niya.

"Is this how you treat your guest?" I answered with a flat tone. I receive more glares from her na nagpatindig ng balahibo ko.

"Di kita guest." she replies with same tone. Palaban pala 'tong si Scary Girl. I think I'm liking this conversation.

"So..." mahaba kong sabi. "Why did you help me?"

"Tsk', kasi may susundo sayo." she really emphasized the words. Natatakot na tuloy ako kung sino ba yung tinutukoy nyang sundo. Parang iba na eh. Hindi naman si Kamatayan yan, diba?

"So?" irita at kalmadong saad nya.

Her voice made me put my hands in the air, surrendering. "Look, I have no way to get anyone to pick me up, okay? My phone is in my car, which is in the middle of the rain." then I look at the door. "It is pouring hard tonight! There's no way we can get there. So....in my best opinion---" nabitin na lang ang mga sumunod kong sasabihin dahil sa hard look na binibigay nya sa akin. "So, I think---it should be better, if--if you'll let me stay." my voice faded at the near ending, as well as my pride and my bravery.

She looks at me. No, she is glaring at me!! Which I would like to avoid but there's no use, she's looking at MY SOUL. Sa tingin ko delikado na ang pag-stay ko dito, kasama ng kaluluwa ko.

"Ni hindi nga kita kilala." mapakla at may uyam nyang bitaw. Now, I know ayaw nya ako dito. But if that's the only problem then ang dali naman ng problema!!!

"Then why not magpakilala tayo sa isa't isa." I suggested while showing the best smile na bibighani sa kahit sinong babae sa isang snap lang. "Here." inabot ko ang right hand ko. "I'm Max Mildard, nice meeting you."

Gusto ko sanang idagdag 'Scary Girl' sa ending, pero baka mas lalong wala akong matulugan ngayong gabi kung sasabihin ko yun.

"Oh." she just nodded, before standing up. What? That's it? Diba dapat magtatalon na sya, ang dami kayang may gustong makipagkilala sa aking girls. Ano yun, manhid?

I was alienated nang sinundan ng mata ko ang pagtakbo nya sa taas, leaving me. Is she serious?!?!?! Did I just got rejected??!?!

WHAT! FVCKING NO!!

But why did she run there immediately? Tsaka, bakit parang nagmamadali sya? May mali ba sa pangalan ko?

So what? Eto na ba yung kukuha sya ng mga pangpatay. Chainsaw? Knife? Gun? Or----Then I heard her rushing feet going down.

"Oh, magpalit ka." she stops at my front with her glare. She handed me folded clothes. Tinanggap ko yun, closing my mouth. Akala ko kasi kung ano na. "Dun sa banyo." she points a door in the further space near the kitchen.

"Okay." I slowly walk while looking back and forth to her and to the washroom's door.

Ano kayang gagawin nya habang wala ako? Is she planning something? Naku, nakatayo pa naman sya sa tapat ng kitchen. Madaming pwedeng pumasok sa isip nya, lalo na't kung katabi nito ang mga pangluto——ahem, mga kutsilyo.

"Hoy, bilisan mo." puna pa nito sa akin. Mabilis naman akong pumasok sa washroom.

Napakunot kaagad ang noo ko sa nakita.

Bakit kaharap ko kaagad ang bowl? At---ah, nasaan ang shower? Pag-ikot ko sa loob.

Masyadong maliit yun at parang isang pagtayo ko lang ay didikit na kaagad ako sa dingding, not a good feeling. I saw nothing similar to any shower heads, all I can see is a bucket of water and a dipper? Seriously, tabo? How am I suppose to wash my hair?

Is this really how she treats her guest? I look back at the door, glaring at it like sana sya na lang yun. Baka gumaganti sa akin yun dahil sa pag-iwan ko sa kanya sa bahay.

Oo nga naman, pinatalon ko sya sa bintana.

Then I guess wala akong magagawa other than to play this kind of game. Okay, I'll do my business sa paraan na ine-expect nya.

Masama ang loob kong lumabas sa washroom, kung matatawag mang washroom yun.

It's actually a disaster. I wonder if she's gonna laugh at my look right now. The clothes that she gave me fits well, and I don't think it's hers. Though it smells like a girl, but the SIZE is definitely not for her. Obviously, malaki to at panglalaki.

Medyo nandidiri tuloy ako pag-iniisip kong may ibang kilikili na ang nagsuot nito. Tsk', kung sino man yung lalaking yun sana di maglandas ang mga daan namin.

Unfortunately, I forgot the terror I'm thinking before I went inside the washroom. Nakakainis kasi kung sinong owner ng t-shirt na to. Sino ba kasi yung tarantadong yun? Did he also stayed here and left this piece of crap?

I still found her at the kitchen. She also changed in her pyjamas. She's wearing an oversize grey shirt and black pyjamas. Almost same like mine but grey pj and black shirt--- and well fitted to me.

Oh look at that, I think these are not trashy clothes after all. My lips formed a wide grind because of that thought. That’s looking so match to me.

She looks at me and look up. "Ah, kaya pala di ko mahanap." she unconsciously whispered. I didn't hear what she said because the things on the table. I mean the foods got my whole attention.

"Upo ka na." pag-aya nya sa akin. I sit with cautions. Well after the washroom, I assumed everything here will be at the same quality.

"Sabihin mo na lang kung ayaw mo. Pwede pa akong magluto ng iba." she hands me a clean plate with spoon and fork.

"Huh, no. Mhmmm, what do you call this?" I did not point everything on the table because I know some things like rice, you know. It's easy. It's rice, rice is rice.

"Adobo." she flatly said then suddenly stands up, holding the end of my plate. "Wag ka nang kumai----" kukunin na sana nya sa akin yung pinggan pero matigas kong kinapitan yun.

"No, no, no." I look at her with puppy eyes. Come on, I'm just testing if these has poison. And by the way she acts, I think it's safe then. The test is done, Scary Girl, you can now sit down.

"I'll eat it, thanks." at pinulot ko na ang tinidor at kutchara. Baka mamaya magbago pa isip nya.

She soundly, on purpose, sits then drops her hands on the table. It made a great sound. Sarcasm's there. Geez, I thought si Scary Girl ay girly. Di rin pala.

"Kumain ka na at dun ka matutulog." sabay turo nya sa matigas na sofa.

Pagkatapos nun, katahimikan ang namalagi. I was afraid to get foods because she's killing me with her glare, and not even moving. Then suddenly, she stands up. Where she's going?

"Oi---" I was about to call her but she cuts my sentence.

"Aakyat na ako. Saraduhan mo ang pinto." then after that she straightly went upstairs.

"Teka! Oi wait---" napabuntong hininga na lang ako. Napatitig ako sa harap ko. Crap, that's clearly is my fault. I got no excuse for that. Can my jerk side spare her tonight?? Ang bait na nga nya sa akin tapos na-offend ko pa sya. "Hay~"

Grabe, di pa nga kami magkakilala ng husto may quarrel na kaagad. Bakit ba kasi ang hirap makisama sa babaeng yun? Tapos kung makapag-utos na patulugin ako sa sofa, ang bilis at parang walang pake sa akin. Ano, feeling nya boyfriend nya ako???

Tsk', I'm a guest! Di nya dapat ako tine-treat na parang ano. Dapat di nya ako iniwanan dito sa table and instead, she should offer me to eat well and sleep to a comfy bed. Dapat ganun!!

Then it hits me. She's Scary Girl.

It must be hard for her to be with someone, especially strangers. Right! It must be her first time having a guest in her house. I smiled at the thoughts.

It must be hard for her to hand her things and let me used it. She's like an only child. She has no parents around, and probably no idea how to handle a guest.

In fact, I don't also see any friends with her at school. No, I don't see anyone with her. She's always walking alone.

And then, here I am.

I look around, realizing....she's been always alone.

Huh, she must be lonely.