Gone with the Wind (Upper East Side Two)

Epilogue Part II

Part II - Decides

I sent Zoey a message after my call with Thalia.

Me:

Send me a pic while she's practicing tomorrow.

Minutes later, she replied.

Zoey:

I don't want to.

Knowing Zoey, she just needs something to push her to do something.

Me:

What do you want?

Zoey:

Payagan mo nang bumisita si Jax sa bahay.

That's just it? Easy.

Me:

Deal.

Zoey:

Thank you, Kuya. Receive your package tomorrow.

But damn, instead of Zoey sending me her picture, she posted it on her Instagram. I almost didn't see it because I'm not using my account.

When Credence told me about it, I checked it, and damn, my baby's so beautiful, and I thought it should be for my eyes only.

Fuck! I almost thought that it was very illegal for it to be posted in public...

And Zoey's trying my patience when she mentioned her account and saying that she's single. She's not a fucking single. Damn! She's mine...

I posted Thalia's picture taking my claim.

Modestine.

There were series of comments on that picture, but I don't give a fuck. But when a notification from her liking my post made me active, and I tried to refresh it from time to time, waiting for her comment, but nothing came. I look like a fucking lovesick.

And then Ridge came into picture...

I saw a post wherein his arms were resting on my Thalia's shoulder. I got jealous. Not Ridge again...

After that, I called Zadkiel about the earliest flight to the Philippines in their airline.

She looked so surprised when she saw me on the court.

"That's your girl, Zavi?" Ridge asked while we are on the court. He glanced in the direction where Thalia is, and I also did it.

"Fuck off, Ridge." I haven't forgotten his comment on Thalia's picture on Instagram.

Then, I saw him taking a picture with Thalia, and I got fucking mad and jealous.

I am busy scrolling on Thaliaʼs Instagram account. When I clicked the photos tagged to her, I felt the rage consuming me.

The latest and posted minutes ago was a picture of her and my fucking cousin, Ridge. It was taken the day of our exhibition game at their university. I looked down and read the caption.

ridgeairsvd: Nice meeting you again, Miss.

Again? Did they meet a while ago? That's when I remembered that Credence's cousin offered Thalia a ride home before fetching someone. And that fucking someone is my fucking cousin Ridge.

I messaged my friends and told them to report the picture. And fuck! They just mocked me and told me to do it on my own. What the hell!

Credence:

Take it down yourself, Saavedra.

Severin:

Calm down, man, you're so fucking whipped.