WARNING: Rated SPG
Words used were strong. Contains fatal incidents and self harm. I advise you to stop reading this if you ever have any mental breakdown at the moment. Thank you!
"Shanel, dear. Marra wants to give you this, I think it's bagay to you." Tita Miya handed me a paper bag. I stared at it for seconds before smiling a bit.
"What is this for po, Tita?" I asked, she just grinned while fixing the strands of my hair with her hand.
"It's her pasalubong for you from Bohol. I think hindi ka niya na-forget." I smiled at that thought, though, I am a li'l bit guilty about it. "Are you up to something mamaya? I'll invite you sana to have dinner with us, eh." Napatingin ako sa katabi kong si Vince na tahimik lang na nakamasid.
"Uh, I think Vince and I will have a dinner po later," I replied, he smiled at me while Tita Miya looks amazed.
"OMG, is there something going on between the two of you?" She covered her mouth using her hands, "OMG, you know ba na ship kayo ni Marra ever since before? She always mention you to us dati. She even---oh, sorry. Nagiging talkative na ako."
I shot a sideward glance at him again, and I can see the pain reflecting on his eyes. I looked at Tita Miya again as I smiled.
"Talaga po ba? Kumusta naman daw po ba si Ate Marra?" tanong ko ulit.
"She's fine, did some haircut and something. Nothing almost changed except for her hair. And she gained weight," she answered. The smile is still plastered on her face. "Ah, dear, I think I should go na. I mustn't leave my children together, they would definitely make away (fight) na naman." She embraced me before leaving, we bid her goodbye.
Naiwan kaming tahimik na dalawa ni Vince dito sa terrace ng bahay namin. Until he stared at my face, making me turn to him.
"Tara mag-date, future girlfriend ko," he said, pulling my hand gently.
Dahan-dahan akong bumaba mula sa ledge, inalalayan naman niya ako.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"Kung saan mo gusto, baby ko," he replied with a mischievous grin. I rolled my eyes.
"Quit the call sign, ang baduy," I commented making him pout cutely.
"Tara na, nakagayak ka na ba? Teka, ano nga palang laman niyan?" He pulled the paper bag from me, siya na mismo ang nagbukas para sa akin. I saw his pained reaction after taking a peek on it, he gave it back to me with a small smile.
"You okay?" I asked.
"Yeah," he answered. I stared at him for more seconds before I decided to look at it myself. I saw some souvenirs, shirts, watch, keychains and personalized tumbler.
"I think one of these shirts is for you," I said, giving him the larger size of the shirt. He took it from my hand. Sinukat niya 'yon by means of sticking it to his body without wearing it.
"You should wear yours too. Para couple shirt tayo." He chuckled, taking out my shirt from the paper bag. I stared at it before looking at him.
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