The Girl He Never Wanted [Completed]

6-TAKE MY BREATH AWAY

TAKE MY BREATH AWAY

I got inside my car. I saw him get inside his too. Tumanga ako doon trying to process what just happened. Umatras ang kanyang sasakyan para umambang umalis na. He suddenly stopped in front of me. What now?

Hindi ko pinansin. Go ahead, bitch!

He honked once. I looked at him. He was hugging his steering wheel. Nakapatong ang baba sa kanyang braso. He mouthed "Go!" while his head lightly gestured it.

I flipped my hand open like, "What?"

He then beckoned for me to leave using his hand. I pressed on my car and drove out of my parking spot. Turned right toward the exit. He followed from behind. I merged into traffic and turned right at the next street. One more right turn, tinatahak ko na ang daan papuntang school ni Tita Isabella.

I could see him continue to follow me from my rear view mirror. Holding his steering wheel with one hand and looking directly in front.

I drove the three blocks into my aunt's school. I did not get into the parking lot. I made an illegal U-turn on a double yellow line so I could park in the loading zone beside her school. Nasa magkabilang panig na kami ng kalsada ngayon. He stopped right across me. Stalker!

I took my phone out to take a photo and video for evidence to sue him for stalking. Not really. I just need to call my tita to let her know I am waiting. She picked up right away.

"I am outside your school, Your Highness. By the Post Office exit. Pakibilisan please, I am parked illegally," I informed her.

"I will be right there, honey," she answered and I ended the call.

I sat there watching a few students get out. Andun pa rin siya. He got out of his vehicle and walked to the fruit stalls along his side of the road. May itinuro siya doon at inilagay naman ito ng tindera sa loob ng plastic bag before putting the whole bag into the scale. He handed her the money, waited for the change, and went back to his vehicle.

I heard a knock on my window. Hindi ko napansin ang aking tita na nakalabas na pala. I unlocked my car and she got in. She placed the back of her hand on my forehead and I slightly bowed down to meet it. Parang nagmano na rin ako.

"Bless me. Amen." Mapang-uyam kong salubong sa kanya.

Tumatawang kinurot niya ang aking pisngi at sumimangot naman ako. Nakatatanda at nag-iisang kapatid ito ng aking ina. They look exactly alike, especially their eyes, lips, and eyebrows. And I look so much like them. Perfectly arched thick brows, dark long lashes, luminous light brown eyes, and full lips. Too full for my liking but I have learned to appreciate the constant and natural duck lips I got.

We got most of our looks from my Spanish grandfather including our skin color. Sobrang ganda din naman ng aking lola pero sa lahat ng pwede naming mamana sa kanya ay iyong ilong pa talaga. She's a pure-blooded Filipina, a descendant of the ancient maharlika ng Visayas region. Hindi naman pango pero may kaliitan ang ilong namin. Like a cute tiny button, sabi ng lolo ko sabay pipindutin niya ang tungki ng aking ilong.

Pasalamat na lang at bumagay naman ito sa maliit at bilugan naming mukha. It created a harmonious look with our foreign blood. Ang kaibahan ko lang ay ang aking maalon-alon na kulay dark chestnut brown hair na namana ko sa aking ama.

Minsan napagkakamalan akong anak ni Tita Isabella. Napapatawa na lang kami kasi madre siya at walang sariling pamilya. Kunsabagay, parang ina ko na rin naman siya. Sila ang nakamulatan kong nagtataguyod at nagpapalaki sa akin because I am a love child.

People refer to me as a love child pero ang totoo ay bunga lang ng kasalanan. My mom fell in love with a married man. He already has a family when they met kaya I have two older siblings.