Chapter 05

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Chapter 05

"Do you have classes tomorrow?" He asked.

"Yeah." I sigh heavily. Just thinking about it makes me tired. "What about you?"

"Meron din," He smiled.

"What year are you?"

"Sophomore,"

"What's your course?" I asked. Kanina ko pa iniisip kung ano ang maaring course niya pero wala pumapasok sa utak ko kung hindi engineering. I don't know why? Maybe most of the engineering students I know have a carefree personality like him?

"BS Biology,"

"Really?" I turned to him. "Do you want to be a Doctor?"

"Kung papalarin," He chortled as I nodded. I somehow envy him. I can see on his face that he is really sure of what he wants... that he really likes to be a Doctor because I can see the passion in his smile. "Ikaw, anong kukunin mo?"

"Well, I'm planning to take medicine too," I bit my lower lip. He was about to say something when I continued. "But I'm not sure about that... I don't really know what I want and taking medicine is a really practical choice for me so..."

He smiled warmly and gently patted my head. "It's okay, you still have months to think about that. Maybe, tomorrow you'll realize what you really want to be, right? don't lose hope." I held our gate. Ang bilis ng oras dahil hindi ko man lang namalayan na nandito na kami.

"Yeah..." I looked at him.

Wait.

What?

I didn't remember saying that I was in 12th grade so why did he know?

I was about to confront him when I heard a familiar voice behind my back. "Abigail..." I looked at Dad who's cold eyes blankly staring at Drei right now. Sometimes, I think that I get my cold attitude from him and it's true.

"Dad-"

"Good evening, Sir..." Andrei. I looked at him and he seems not nervous. Maybe hindi niya lang pinapakita? but instead he smiled at my father. He was about to speak when my Dad spoke.

"Who are you? And why are you with my daughter?" He commented. I interrupted them. I am not really in the mood to deal with this right now.

"He's my friend. We just bump into each other when I went out for a walk." He was about to speak when I continued. "I don't really want to deal with this now, Dad." I turned to Drei.

"I'm sorry, you can go now and..." he looked so shy that I was talking to him in front of my Dad but I still continued. "... thank you for accompanying me,"

He nodded slowly, glancing at my father as his ears turned red. I turned at Dad. "Let's go..." I held both of his hand at pinilit siyang papasukin sa bahay. Tumingin muna ulit ako kay Andrei at maliit na ngumiti bago tuluyang pumasok.

"What was that?" Dad said as soon as I closed the door. "You don't leave your room for the whole day and I will see you hanging out with that boy in the middle of the night, Abigail?!"

I look at Mom who looks so shocked while holding her coffee. "I'm tired, Dad. I want to sleep..."

"No! Answer me fir-"

"I already explained, we just bumped into each other and that's it!" I yelled, trying to make them understand. They looked so shocked as well as myself. It's the first time that I raised my voice at them but I was just so tired to deal with this. Hangga't maari nga ayoko muna silang kausap.

I turned my back to them and forced myself to sleep. I turned my alarm off and encouraged myself to get my ass off the bed. I did all of my routines before I went down to take some cereal, milk and iced coffee.

Napatingin sa akin sila Ate Nina at Ate Nira. I greeted them good morning before I took all that I needed to take. Mabilis kong pinagkasya lahat iyon sa braso ko dahil baka mamaya ay bumaba na sila Dad. Ayoko muna silang kasabay for breakfast. It's exhausting.

But before I took one step in the stairs nandoon na rin sila sa kabilang dulo ng hagdanan. I bit my lip and continued walking but Dad stopped me.

"We need something to discuss, Abigail..." I frustratedly sighed.

"If it's about last night... Dad please-"

"It's about your Mother..." he continued. I looked at them two... or I looked at Mom. She looks... normal.

My mouth opened when she smiled a little to me. "Eat breakfast with us, Abigail..."

I know that I couldn't say no.

"Do you want to meet your Mother?" Dad asked after we ate breakfast.

I shook my head. "Not interested..."

She didn't even bother to meet me? So why will I meet her? I was ready to forgive. Yeah, I think about that last night and I think I was ready to forgive and just forget her because Andrei is right, it's for my own peace of mind... but it doesn't mean that I had to meet her because I can totally go on in my life without her.

Dad looked at me apologetically. "I'm sorry, Abigail... I'm-"

"Apology accepted and I have class, I need to go." I quickly took the stairs and locked myself in my room the whole day. When our classes ended. Mizuki called me. I was hesitant at first but I answered it.

"Kirsten..."

"Hmm?"

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah," I licked my lips and arranged my things. "... totally."

"Don't lie... I know what's happening..." I heard her heavy sighed. "Your Dad called me yesterday. He said that I should talk to you and comfort you because you're not getting out of your room and when he found out that I didn't know what he's talking about, Tito told me everything. I tried to call you but your phone is turned off... and Tito also told me... that he wanted you to know how sorry he was for what he did..." "

"I know and apology is accepted."

"Kirsten..."

"I'm fine, Mizuki... I feel really better now..."

I smiled as I remembered Andrei and all the things he did for me to make me happy even in little things and I must admit that indeed it made me happy. I really want to thank him for all of his efforts. He's really a great guy.

The fact that we are totally strangers to each other because we totally see each other just like five times but he does everything just to make me a lot better means so much to me. This is the first time that someone really cared for me. I mean, Mizuki is always there for me but I am not saying my problems to her sometimes and I totally not blaming her for that but I don't know... I just felt really comfortable with Andrei.

Maybe I should get back to him.

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