CHAPTER 8 TORN BETWEEN DOUBT AND TRUST

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The chaotic day finally came to a close, but my mind remained a jumble of conflicting thoughts. Kerwin's words and actions left me perplexed. Part of me yearned to believe him, to trust in the sincerity of his eyes. Yet, his warning echoed in my mind: "Don't blindly trust anyone."

How could I reconcile the kindness he showed with the fact that he was, by his own admission, one of my adversaries? My instincts screamed caution, but my heart whispered otherwise.

As I retreated to my sanctuary, I couldn't shake off the feeling that Kerwin was hiding something. But what? And why did I care? I shouldn't let my guard down, not even for a moment.

What were Kerwin's true intentions?

Could I really trust him?

Was I walking into a trap?

The uncertainty gnawed at me, refusing to let me find solace in the darkness of night.

Wag ako mag pakampante sa lahat ng pinapakita nilang kabutihan sa'kin,tama lang yung sinabi sa'kin ni Lilian na ako lang ang kakampi ko hindi si ate or sila.

I lay awake, my mind racing with questions and doubts. The darkness seemed to amplify my fears, making it hard to distinguish reality from paranoia.

Suddenly, my phone buzzed, breaking the silence. A text from Kerwin:

"Can't sleep?"

I hesitated, unsure how to respond. Part of me wanted to ignore him, but another part yearned for connection.

"Yes," I replied, my fingers trembling.

"Want to talk?" Kerwin asked.

I paused, weighing the risks. But something about his words put me at ease.

Pa'no nya nahanap yung number ko?ow I forget, president nga pala sya

"Okay," I typed.

The phone rang, and Kerwin's soothing voice calmed my frazzled nerves.

"What's bothering you, Yesha?" he asked.

I took a deep breath and shared my doubts, my fears, and my confusion. Kerwin listened attentively, offering words of reassurance.

"I understand your concerns, Yesha. But I promise, my intentions are genuine. Trust me, and I'll prove it."

His words sparked a glimmer of hope. Maybe, just maybe, I could trust him.

Nag dadalawang isip ako na pagtiwalaan sya pero bakit parang dapat kilalanin ko muna sya?

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Kinabukasan nakita ko ito at ngitian ngunit hindi man lang ako tinapunan ng kahit isang tingin lamang

What?anong nangyari sa kanya?

Kerwin's sudden indifference left me baffled. "Why is he ignoring me now?" I wondered.

Just yesterday, he vowed to protect me; today, he acted as if I didn't exist.

"Did I misread him?" I questioned myself.

As I pondered, a pang of disappointment struck me. Why did I care? I barely knew him!

But somehow, Kerwin's words and actions had stirred something within me.

"Is this what they call infatuation?" I asked myself, unsure.

Bawal!please pigilan mo yesha!

Hindi ko na lang sya pinansin at dumiretso na  ako sa classroom sa special section

Pagpasok ko sa room manghang mangha ako dahil napakaganda nito at napaka linis puro din glass computer

Pinaupo ako sa gitna ng professor namin at nag simula na sya mag discuss,aminin ko man o hindi ibang klase yung pinagaaralan nila dito napaka advance

Marami nga akong natutunun,hindi ka maboboring dahil nakaka intriga talaga yung lesson

Pupunta na nga ako sa cafeteria nang may tumawag sa'kin

"Yesha!"someone shout my name

Lumingon ako dito at nakita ko si krizhye

"Why?"I ask her

"Ayain sana kita sa cafeteria"sabi nito

"Ahh,okay tara"aya ko dito

Naglakad na kami at masaya ako dahil hindi sya boring kasama

I sat with Krizhye in the cafeteria, enjoying our lively conversation.

"Krizhye, what's ITU like as a school?" I asked, curiosity getting the better of me.

Krizhye's expression turned serious.

"Don't ask too many questions, okay? The less you know, the safer you are."

I felt a shiver run down my spine.

"What do you mean?" I pressed on, despite the warning.

Krizhye leaned in, voice barely above a whisper.

"ITU's not like other schools. There are things going on...things you can't imagine. Just focus on your studies and stay out of it."

Suddenly, Krizhye's phone buzzed, and she excused herself.

Despite Krizhye's warning, my curiosity was piqued.

I began secretly researching ITU's history, scouring for any hints of unusual activity.

Late nights in the library, digging through dusty archives and cryptic documents.

Whispers in the hallways, piecing together fragmented conversations.

I discovered:

1. Unexplained disappearances of students and faculty.
2. Rumors of secret societies and clandestine meetings.
3. Strange symbols etched into campus buildings.

My findings only fueled my determination.

One night, I snuck into the restricted wing, seeking concrete evidence.

Suddenly, footsteps echoed down the corridor.

Andami kong nalaman na dapat hindi ko malaman.

Marami akong katanungan na hindi ko pa masasagot,kailangan kong isa isahin ang mga taong ally nya,at kailangan ko din alamin kung ano ang kahinaan nilang lahat para dun ko na simulan ang matagal konang plinano.

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