RULE MY HEART

RULE MY HEART (PROLOGUE)

RULE MY HEART

BY AB.CASTUERAS

IVY ROSE

Twenty-eight year old single.

Had five break-ups.

Had six jobs.

Had only three pair of shoes.Always.

One rubber shoes. One close black sandals. One slipper.

Okay? So, slipper's not considered as shoe? You sure?Fine. I have two.

And...no, I don't have three pairs of underwear, too.

I have plenty. Of course. All granny white style, actually.

Stop judging me. It's comfy.

And my clothes were always black, white, and brown.

I love brown because I love nature.

Sht. That's lame. But I still love brown. Forget it.

You're still there? Okay.

I'm considered as the nerd during my whole student life.

I wore big thick eyeglasses, always reading a book, and always have medals every recognition and graduation day. My parents should be proud. No. They're not. Or I must say...she's not. My father's dead.

My life then was house and school only.

Walangbarkada.Walang cutting classes, Walangbisyo.

No discipline office experience because I'm the goody girl of my batch.

Now? I'm still the goody girl in my generation.

No tattoos. No embarrassing drunk memories. No prison or police visits.

Yay!

Now that I am an adult, I guess I'm successful.

I have a stable terrorizing job. Yeah, I guess, that's good.

Meron namang ipon sa bank account na laging binabawasan ng Mama at kapatid ko na alam ang password ng ATM card ko.

We're...close that way? I guess. Uhg!

I'm still not allowed to talk about wedding for myself since I'm the breadwinner. Kailangan mapagtapos ko raw muna ang younger sister ko. And now that she's about to marry her dream husband...

I AM STILL NOT ALLOWED TO TALK ABOUT MARRIAGE FOR MY SELF!

Why?

Kailangan daw namagka-business ako at iwan 'yunkay Mama to assure that she won't be left hungry and no single penny.

With my sister who took almost all my money in my bank account for her wedding, how can I start a business?

I guess I'll spend the rest of my boring days as a spinter.

So back to my life...

Uhm... My phonebook were composed of my co-employees, evil mom but I still love her, and my little soon-to-be evil bride younger sister. And, yes, I love her, too. People around me may be puzzled about this but they're my family. That's the only reason I can give to you.

Facebook?Duh.Of course, meron.

Wait—what's my password again?

Twitter? OF COURSE! That's my virtual best friend.