He Says, She Says

Love Is

Chapter Seven

Love Is

 

 

 

(Lexine’s POV)

 

 

 

♪I want somebody to share, share the rest of my life.
Share my inner most thoughts, know my intimate details.
Someone who’ll stand by myself and give me support.
And in return, he’ll get my support.
He will listen to me when I want to speak
About the world we live in and life in general.
Though my views may be wrong, they may easily be perverted.
He’ll hear me out and won’t easily be converted to my way of thinking.
In fact he’ll often disagree but at the end of it all he will understand me.♪

 

 

            CLAP. CLAP. CLAP.

            Napatigil si Glam sa pagpa-piano. Tumingin kaming apat sa entrance ng auditorium. Napanganga sina Tryx at Dea. Si Glam nag-wave. Ako? I dunno, ano bang dapat kong maging reaksyon kina Bryce at Ana na magkasamang pumapasok ng auditorium kung saan kami nagpa-practice? It’s Ana Rayven, c’mon! I should be some weird fanatic girl na tumatakbo’t nagpapa-autograph sa kanila.

            Stupid mood.

                 “Hi! The song is great, I like.” ^____^

                 “Thank you.” nagba-blush na sagot ni Tryx. “It’s Lexine’s choice of songs.”

            Nabaling ang tingin niya sa’kin. I managed to give her a slight smile. Her eyes became intriguing. I saw through it. I saw through the make up. If it isn’t there, she’ll be terribly pale. I can see the stress. I can see all of them without any hint of liveliness. They’re right. She’s sick.

                 “Gonzales? Lexine Gonzales is it?”

            Tumango ako. “Yap.”

            Her face fell a little. “I’m sorry, condolence.”

                 “Thank you.”

                 “What? Who died? What condolence?” Bryce butt in, the cold look plastering his face earlier now faded. Now I can see the vulnerable Bryce again.

             Bumaling sa kanya si Ana. “Yna Gonzales, her Mom. She died of brain cancer. Sa pagkakaalam ko, she’s been hospitalized for so long since her husband, Ramil Gonzales, cheated on her. He’s so… notorius for being a womanizer so uhm…” nag-aalangan siyang tumingin sa’kin. “I’m really sorry, it isn’t my story to tell but I—”