Jailed With You (Architect Series #4)

Chapter 18

Days passed smoothly. After that concert, I came back for what really the world means to me... school and the coming evaluation plus the finals. Excited akong matapos ang unang taon ko sa Architecture. Na-file ko na rin lahat ng mga requirements na kakailanganin namin pati ang mga plates na pinagawa sa amin.

I saw Patrick coming towards my place with his serious face again. Hindi na kami nag-usap uli simula nang bumalik ang Kuya niya rito sa Pilipinas. At some gatherings I still saw their parents, I think, the last time I encountered them was when I am with Papa attending Ahma's 80th birthday. After that ay wala na.

"Nagka-usap kayo ni Kael?" Patrick grabbed the chair with him and sat down in my front.

I shook my head and pursed my lips. "We don't need to talk. We both okay and..." I finished the statement by shrugging my shoulders off.

I heard him sighed and look around before giving me back his attention. "I'm sorry about my Mom's reaction as well as what she has said to you on our graduation. Nito ko lang din nalaman ang ginawa niyang pagkonpronta sa'yo," seryoso niyang sinabi.

I closed my parted lips because of shock and eventually I forced a smile at him. Patrick is a good guy. Sometimes he just looked unpleasant whenever you talk to him but God knows how cool he is.

Shan entered the room with her friends and her eyes immediately darted on us. Her brows furrowed watching Patrick talking to me intently. I was about to speak when Patrick gave her an assuring smile, she then looked at me and winked.

I don't know what are they however they look good together.

"For sure he's living with his fiancé, Pat..." I said almost whispered.

"Kailangan mo siyang kausapin, Lyk. He will be flying back to States."

Patrick's words what lingered on my mind for days now! Wala naman na akong dapat pang sabihin sa kapatid niya. Umiling ako at dinala sa bibig ang pagkain.

"Mali 'yan! Sinasabi ko sa'yo, ang measurements mo ang mali at hindi ang CAD na 'yan! Plot mo kasi ang tamang measurements at automatic na tatama 'yan d'yan! Tigas mo rin, e!" rinig kong stressed na pagtuturo ng isang estudyante sa kaklase niya. Talagang sa food court pa sila gumawa, ah? Probably, they are Engineering students na nag-ca-cramming sa AutoCAD.

"Ah! Ayoko na mag-aral!" sigaw niya pero ang mga kamay ay tuloy-tuloy sa pagtipa sa keyboard.

Kahit ilang beses pa tayong magreklamo at mag-rants sa hirap ng pinapagawa sa atin, in the end, we just caught ourselves still doing our projects para pumasa.

"Oh, Maquiling? President ka pa rin pala hanggang dito?" Tumigil ako sa paglalakad at bumaling sa likod kung nasaan si Cheena at ang kanyang alipores.

I didn't speak either I stay calm as I looked at her emotionless. She surveyed my body insultingly from head to toe as she smirked at me.

"Kaya pala ang tapang-tapang mo pa rin ano?" she said as she starts walking closer to where I was standing. "Hindi ba na-uumay ang mga estudyante sa palpak mong pamamalakad mula noon para butohin ka ngayon?"

Ngumisi ako sa kanya at tinampal ang kamay niyang nakakapit sa dulo ng aking buhok. I looked at her friends and see they're watching us enjoyingly.

"Matanong ko nga rin pala sa'yo, Cheena, hindi ka rin ba na-uumay sa ugaling mayroon ka? Aliw na aliw ka ba talaga sa akin para dayuhin pa ako sa paraalang ito para lang awayin?" I look at her dramatically and chuckled sweetly. "How was your sister's schooling by the way? Did she find another school to accept her attitude and a bad habit of records?" I raised my brow.