where will destiny take us?

☆ 23 ☆

A day after Ivan's invitation to the wedding, dumating na agad 'yung dress na sinabi niya. Hindi ko muna binuksan at tinago agad 'yun sa closet ko. Buti nalang talaga ay nasaktong nasa bahay pa ako kaya ako ang nakakuha ng package.

Ivan became... okay. Okay lang. He's still annoying but I guess I'm already used to his bullshit and by this time, alam ko na rin kung paano makabawi.

Sana lang ngayong araw ay maging okay lang din siya.

Today is the wedding. And in my room, I got ready really early because my fucking date says so. So, kagigising ko lang ay naligo agad ako at diretso ayos ng katawan ko. After I put makeup on my face, tinungo ko agad ang closet para kunin ang dress na binigay ni Ivan.

Opening the box bumungad sa akin ang cream-collared na dress. It's a Vivienne Westwood dress that is fit with loose cloth on the upper chest part and thin straps. Then there's this high cut on the dress that reteaches up to my thigh. I felt pretty exposed and airy cool but I continued to wear it. I didn't dare to wear another dress that I have. I won't be there to humiliate myself since I have no knowledge on the theme and color so kung ano nalang ang ibigay ni Ivan, bahala na. Mapapahiya rin naman siya if napahiya ako.

"Are you going to a date?" tita Amelia asked nang lumabas na ako sa kwarto ko. Nakasalubong niya ako as she and Aristotle are going down. Mukhang kagigising lang.

"No, I'm going to a wedding," I answered with a small smile. "Do we have an available extension cord?"

"What for?" Tumuloy na si tita sa pagbaba ng hagdanan kaya sumunod ako.

"I'm gonna curl my hair."

She looked at me up and down before pointing at where the extension cord was in the living room. Kinuha ko naman agad 'yun.

"Whose wedding?" tanong ni tita nang paakyat na ulit ako.

"Just a friend's brother."

She nodded before going to the kitchen. Tumuloy na ako sa pag-akyat at bumalik sa kwarto ko. When I got back to my room, my phone is ringing and its Ivan calling.

"What?" inis kong tanong nang sagutin ko ang tawag.

["Are you ready? I'm on my way to your house."]

Napairap ako sa hangin. "Almost." Umupo ako sa harap ng vanity ko at sinimulang ayusin ang buhok ko.

["Pakibilis. I won't wait for long."]

I glared at my phone. Pinatayan ko nga siya ng tawag at tinuloy ang pag-aayos ko. Hindi naman na siya tumawag ulit.

It was only for a while that I was looking at my phone but that call got me too preoccupied. I felt someone tugging at my hair at the back so sa gulat ko ay nilingon ko 'yun. But that was dangerous because I was holding a hot curling iron. Ari, who I didn't even notice getting inside my room, was behind me and her arm was at the right spot. When I turned, the curling iron burned her arm for a second.