(Hey little pookies! This is just a fanfiction version of the continuation of 'Ang Mutya Ng Section E' book-3, so if you haven't read it yet, go read them before you read this one, or you guys are gonna get confused for sure. Also this story was inspired by Lara Flores work and SarahPotdar's book. Lara is the real author who wrote AMNSE books if you don't know. And that's kinda it... ENJOY![Disclaimer: May be a lil cringe]
-AmnseFan)
Jay-Jay's POV
It had only been ten minutes since Yuri disappeared, but I couldn't shake the worry. He was still my friend. I tried to text him a quick "Where are you?" but no reply came. Minutes passed. The silence felt heavier each second—until my phone finally buzzed.
Of course, it was from the Rooster 🐔.
📩 From Pres. Yuri[Don't worry, I'm already home. I had an urgent case. Do you want me to pick you up and drop you at Angelo's house?]
Weird. He never said what the "urgent" thing was, and he never went home without telling me first. I typed back quickly.
📩 To Pres. Yuri[Why didn't you tell me or text me?]
His reply came almost right away.
📩 From Pres. Yuri[I'm sorry, Jay. It was urgent.]
I didn't bother answering. I was annoyed—he could've at least told me something. Twenty-one minutes gone, and only now he explains?
"Jay!" Drew called. "Yuri's already home—he texted me." He showed me his screen. I just nodded.
"Well, it's time for me to go home," I said.
Inside Drew's house, I met Marianne and Drew's mom."Bye, Marianne—and Miss, uh…" I froze, realizing I didn't know her name. "Let's just call you Drew's mom for now?" I smiled awkwardly. "D-Drew's mom!"
They laughed, waving back.
"Bye, Drew!"
"Bye, Jay!" he waved, grinning.
Outside, I hailed a taxi and reached home faster than I expected. Still, I knew I'd get an earful from Kuya Angelo.
The moment I stepped inside, his annoyed face greeted me."Where were you?" he asked, trying to stay calm.
I stayed silent. He kept asking question after question, but I refused to answer. Honestly, I'd been dealing with too much lately, so—
I ran straight to my room. Slammed the door. Then burst out laughing. Like, really laughing—the-neighbors-might-hear-me type. I kept hitting the floor because everything felt absurd.
When I finally calmed down, I grabbed a hoodie and shorts for a shower. The water was freezing, so cold I thought I'd turn into ice. Afterward, I checked my phone.
"7:18 p.m.? Wow, time's flying," I muttered, scrolling through Messenger. Three messages from Aries.
📩 From Aries[Where were you?]
📩 From Aries[Tell me that YOU were not with Keifer.]
📩 From Aries[Please tell me—I won't tell Kuya, please!]
That "YOU" in all caps? Dramatic much. 🙄
And please? Yeah right—he's literally Kuya Angelo's partner-in-crime.
Still, a brilliant idea struck. I waited until 7:30 and sent:
📩 To AriesBring me snacks and food after dinner, then I'll tell you why I was late.
He replied almost instantly.
📩 From AriesWhy should I believe you? What if you're lying?
Oh, he wants to play that game? Fine.
📩 To AriesI'm not lying, promise!
Minutes passed before his answer came.
📩 From AriesFine.
Yes! Victory. 🏆And if you're wondering whether I planned to tell him the truth? Oh heck no. I was just messing with him. 😌
Thirty minutes later—still no knock. Was my brother eating half the kitchen? Six more minutes passed before I finally heard one.
I opened the door to find him standing there, arms full of snacks and food. They looked really good.
"Now tell me," he said, handing them over.
I placed the food on my bed and turned back with my most serious face. "The reason I was late was…" I paused dramatically—then slammed the door right in his face.
And yes, I laughed again. Hard. Like can't-breathe, rolling-on-the-floor hard. After a while, I started eating while scrolling through social media.
Then I opened my gallery and saw a photo of Keifer and me. I sighed. I really missed him. Just as I set the phone down, a message popped up.
📩 From King_BingiI miss you 😆
Aww. I missed him too.
📩 To King_Bingi🙂
My reply looked so plain. I tried to delete it, but he'd already seen it.
📩 From King_Bingi🙂 = I miss you too, so you really miss me, don't you?
I giggled. This idiot was right.
📩 To King_BingiYou're so full of yourself.
We ended up texting for over four hours. Somewhere between memes and nonsense, my snack stash disappeared.
"Ugh, nooo, I'm still hungry," I groaned, checking the time.12:54 a.m.?! I'd been chatting for five hours?!
Still, it was fun. Totally worth it.
I decided to sneak downstairs for more food."No one will ever know, hehe," I whispered, tiptoeing down the stairs. The lights were off.
I opened the fridge—so many ice-cream boxes."Woah," I breathed, grabbing one. I closed the door—
—and saw a black figure