[ H E R S ]
To: Jason
I can't meet you tonight. Projects. I'm sorry.
Reasons.
"Manong, sa may TIME lang po."
Smoke. Loud music. Alcohol.
Yan ang ilan sa mga sumalubong sakin pagpasok ko sa loob ng bar.
"Cathy! Finally! What took you so long ba?"
Projects...
I smiled to myself. Pang-ilang project na ba 'to, Cath?
"Wala, punuan kasi yung taxi. Nahirapan akong sumakay."
"Ah, okay. Let's go! Kanina ka pa hinihintay Marcus."
We went to our table. Pagdating namin do'n, marami nang empty bottles of alcohol sa mesa. Wala na rin ang iba naming kaibigan, probably, nasa dance floor na.
Umupo ako sa tabi ni Marcus.
"Kate told me you had a hard time looking for an available cab. Next time, text me so I can fetch you, aight?"
"Yes, next time."
He offered me a few drinks and we talked a bit.
"What is it this time, Cath?"
I looked at him, kahit madilim, kitang kita ko pa rin ang concern sa mga mata niya.
"I'm hurting him, Marcus. We're hurting him. We are both hurting your brother."
Ang kaninang kamay na nakapatong sa balikat ko ay unti-unting nawala.
"I know. I'm fully aware that I'm hurting my own brother. But I love you, Cath. We both love each other. Isn't that enough?"
BINABASA MO ANG
ONE SHOTS
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