Saturday came at wala naman akong gagawin kaya nakahilata lang ako sa kama ko at naghihintay na lumipas ang oras. I was just thinking about... things.
I'll turn eighteen soon. Preparations are actually almost done and I'm thinking, I'm getting older. Should I really be chasing someone who doesn't like me? Or more like, who likes someone else?
What if wala pala talagang pag-asa?
What if side character lang pala ako love story nilang dalawa? Worse, villain pa?
Naputol ang pagooverthink ko nang may kumatok sa pintuan.
"Ingrid, come down for a while hmm?" It was mommy.
"Bakit po? Anong meron, mi?" I asked because she never really asked me to come down by herself. Usually, she will ask the maids.
She only smiled at me and urged me tidy up before going down.
I did as told and the moment I entered our receiving area, I saw Chasty.
Pakiramdam ko may question mark na nakasulat sa mukha ko, obviously questioning his presence here.
Nonetheless, I sat down and greeted him a small 'hi.'
Ang gwapo pa rin talaga. Mapanakit nga lang.
He smiled at me at pakiramdam ko mas lalong lumaki ang question mark sa mukha ko. Anong nakain? Bakit may pangiti?
That's fucking rare. Kaya syempre, kilig na kilig pa rin ako.
After he exhanged formalities with my parents, they finally ventured on the topic. Na matagal ko nang hinihintay dahil I can't seem to process the reason why he's here.
"He will be your escort." Mom declared.
I was stunned. Speechless.
How come?
E tinatalikuran nga ako nyan na wala man lang pasulyap ni isang beses? Pinapaalis nga ako tuwing naghihintay ako after class dahil may pinupuntahan na 'importante'?
Still, I was over the moon knowing he agreed to be my escort.
"Is this a joke? Pano?" I asked.
"Venus—"
He was cut off when I raised my finger, telling him to stop.
"Be as honest as you could be and tell me why?" It's not like I don't want it, I fucking love it! But I'm just wondering... why?
Nagbunga ba ang pagbibigay ko ng space sakanya? Nangungulila na ba sya sa pangungulit ko? Is it his ego?
I swallowed a lump in my throat because of my thoughts. It hurts more na eto pa una kong naisip. What if nagiba na pala ang ihip ng hangin diba.
I look at his eyes intently and he did the same.
He looked at me as if trying to tell me something but he couldn't find the right words to say.
There's longing.
"Business." he simply said.
I've been obvious with my emotions since earlier, no wonder there's a hint of guilt in his eyes when he saw my disappointed look.
Who am I kidding tho?
"And, it's only right, right? We'll be engaged soon. It's only right for me to be your escort." He added and I can only nod in response.
Oo. Pero di ko masabi.
He seems hesitant before he asked, "bakit? May... iba na ba?"
"Ah wala. Uhm, by the way, I forgot na I need to go somewhere. "
He made it worse by sounding like it was also about his ego. That my pursuit of him boosts his ego. That he likes the chase— the fact that someone is going crazy over him.
"Mom, you can uhm ah wala. I got to go."
I gave all of them a small smile. I gave him one last look before going.
Tangina. Burden at obligation pa rin ang tingin sakin.
Ano nga naman laban ko sa childhood sweetheart diba?
Ano ba naman ang laban ko sa taong mahal niya?
I'm so tired of overthinking. So damn tired of hoping but ends up crying.
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