Our Little Secret

When I was 9, my mom and I stayed at my great granny's place for some months. My parents just separated around that time. So it was just me and my mom in one room on the third floor. The house that we were staying in was huge. So, even if you play loud music up in our room. You won't be able to hear it from the first and second floor.
The room also had a big glass sliding window facing the garden below.

Back then, people in that neighborhood loved to party. Did I mention that the house was in the compound of our relatives? Most of our neighbors were my mom's cousins. My uncles. Now, since my mom married early, my "uncles" didn't really seem that old to me. In fact, most of them were still teenagers and tweenagers when I was about that age.

I was pretty close with all my "uncles" since they were funny and nice to me all the time, especially my Tito Tooper. He was 17, tall, moreno, skinny, with Aaron Carter's hairstyle. He was the typical crush ng bayan type of guy. And I would feel proud whenever he holds my hand in public and see a lot of girls feeling jealous, particularly those of my age. I feel special when I'm around him. He always treats me as his little princess. I also remember that he would joke sometimes that I was his ideal girl and that when I grow up he'll marry me. Cute, right?

I thought it was all harmless fun. After all, he was my uncle and I thought he just thinks of me as his cute little sister. But I was wrong…

TBC. <3