Who's Beneath The Dance Stage (Tarra Garra Series #1)

KAPITULO 24

Ikarus:

Good morning! Sorry, I wasn't able to return the call.

Ikarus:

How are you?

Ikarus:

I miss you.

That was what I got when I opened my phone in the morning. I just swiped off his chat head and went to my subject's group chat to check. I also replied to some of my friends.

Ang dami kong kaibigan na nag-post ng mga pictures mula kagabi sa instagram nila. May mga sinend din sa'kin si Clydeon na mga candid photos ko kagabi habang kumakanta. Apparently, he brought his camera last night and was just having fun taking photos of people unbeknownst to then. I got the urge to post some on my instagram too, gaya ng mga kaibigan. Pero naka-follow sa'kin si Ikarus doon.

I discarded the thought.

Nilinis ko muna ang kwarto ko, pati na rin ang banyo. Hindi naman marumi, I just needed the distraction since maaga ang gising ko at tinamad pang bumaba. Before I left my room, I received a text from Calli. She was asking me to meet her at the cafeteria after the first period.

I sighed as I stared at my reflection in the mirror.

Why am I feeling upset? What the hell am I upset about?

Kasalanan to ni Agatha at ni Calli, e. Kung ano-ano kasing sinasabi sa'kin. I don't think he did something wrong, though. Or did he?

I don't think he'll be capable of cheating.

There, I said it. Kahit na 'yon ang concern ni Yuna kagabi at malakas daw ang kutob niya, hindi ko parin paniniwalaan.

Why the hell would he do everything he did to be with me all these years and then cheat afterwards? It doesn't make sense. At all.

But still. I'm upset. And when things like this happen, I just refuse to talk to him. Or to anyone, about the matter. Ayaw kong may masabi akong masama at hindi ko naman sinasadya.

Or maybe... I'm waiting for him to tell me about it. Madali lang naman 'yon, 'di ba? I'm sorry I couldn't answer your calls last night and oh, I went out. At some bar. With some friends from college. Oh, 'di ba? Madali lang naman. Sobrang dali.

It's so unfair because I always update him about what I'm up to. Dapat gano'n din siya.

Siguro kasalanan ko rin at some point. I've been permissive went it comes to him, extensively. I don't ask about his whereabouts and similar things like that. Kaya siguro hindi niya na rin inisip, o sinubok na sabihin sa'kin lahat. Kung saan siya pupunta, sino mga kasama niya at kung ano pa.

I don't want him to feel as if he's obliged to tell me everything about him. Like he has to report everything he does. He knows I care for him and I prefer him telling it to me himself, by choice.

Pero nakakagalit parin. Kasi kung mahal niya talaga ako, hindi ko na kailangang sabihin pa sakanya na gusto kong malaman kung anong mga ginagawa niya!

Pero lumipas ang ilang oras, natapos na ang school day at lahat, hindi na siya ulit nag-message.

"Kumain ka na ba, Ate?"

Kumatok si Joaquin sa kwarto ko kinagabihan kaya napabalik ako sa huwisyo bigla.

"Hindi pa. Mamaya na ako. May inaaral lang,"

Joaquin stopped knocking. "Okay. Dalhan nalang kita riyan? Para hindi ka na lumabas at bumaba."

I pursed my lips. I stared at my door thinking of countless things. Clouded by colonizing thoughts.

"Sige,"