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Nicomaine has been waiting for RJ for about an hour now. She has been waiting for him in their favorite resto bar, it's their date night and he's late, very late. Nicomaine was wearing a simple pink striped sweater and plain white ripped jeans, she just came from a photoshoot from her new endorsement and she was really looking forward to this dinner with her boyfriend, that she hasn't seen since yesterday because of their both very busy schedule.
She has been texting him but there's no response. She tried calling him but she can't connect to the his line, she tried texting Mama Ten a while ago and all he replied was that he's still finishing work and he can't hold his phone right now, which pissed Nicomaine even more.
To: RJ ❤
Time: 8:07
Baby, saan ka na?
To: RJ ❤
Time: 8:16
Hoy Faulkerson, nagugutom na ko.
To: RJ ❤
Time: 8:28
ASAN KA NA? MAG REPLY KA NAMAN.
To: RJ ❤
Time: 8:40
SAGUTIN MO PHONE MO HOYYYY
To: RJ ❤
Time: 8:52
ANO NA FAULKERSON?
She lightly throws her phone on the table, still angry at the thought that he didn't even bothered to tell her that he's going to be late, not even a single text or call. Now she's tapping her feet, counting every tap, like a countdown, her countdown for RJ.
Nicomaine
Ten.....I'm waiting.
Nine......Where are you?
Eight.......I'm getting bored.
Seven.....I am hungry na.
Six......Galit na ko.
Five......Sobrang late ka na.
Four.....Mag aaway talaga tayo.
Three....Wala ka pa rin.
Two...Pagod na ko.
One...
After the last tap, I stood up from my chair, frustrated and ready to leave when I saw a white car-van pull up on the front door of the resto and there he is, rushing inside and before I could even move, he's there right in front of me, with his wag-ka-na-magtampo face, his smiling like a guilty kid wanting to say sorry, his dimple is showing a little, his eyes are in that puppy eyes mode but it does nothing to me, on a normal basis yes it has a very overwhelming effect on me but this time it wasn't working, even with his pogi face that every girl in the world would die for, even with his pambansang dimple showing, it wasn't working, nothing was.
I crossed my arms looking at him. He looks a little nervous and worried. He's still trying to catch his breath a little, he was wearing an all black outfit from his polo to his pants and his rubber shoes. I looked at him from head to feet and then back to his face again, shaking my head in disappointment. I know he knows how mad I am with him, he tried moving closer but I flinched and that made him stop halfway through his movement.
"Babe sorry na"
"Uyy..kausapin naman ako"
"Sorry na"
I don't want to respond. I am too mad to do that. He comes closer and holds my left hand, his hand was shaking and sweating a little, I look at him still with a dissatisfying look, but I can see the sadness and remorse through his frightened smile and in his hand, in his shaking hand, I can feel in his hand a little tiredness too.
"Sobrang sorry talaga, na lowbat yung phone ko tapos late na natapos yung shoot."
"Kung gusto may paraan, RJ"
"I know, I'm sorry. Kasalanan ko alam ko."
"Nagmukha akong tanga dito kakahintay sayo."
"Hindi na mauulit. Promise. Sorry na. I love you."
He looks me the eyes, I look back. I frown a little. He responds with an apologetic smile. I know he's sorry.
RJ
I held her hand, it's warm and soft and upset, just like the way she stares at me. I know she's really sad, about tonight and about me. She's frowning towards me and it stings a little because I can never look at her when she's sad or crying, that's why I always blurt out cheesy and corny jokes when she's around just to make her smile and laugh because she's in her most beautiful form when she's happy. That's how the world fell for this girl, she smiled and everyone was hooked, and I was in love.
Her smile. I could go on for hours just talking how magical her smile is, I could even write a book about it maybe, there's has always been something with her and her smile. If I am superman, her smile would be my kryptonite, it can get you really weak.
But now, her smile's gone. And I am the one to blame. I hate myself, I should have known better.
"I love you" I wait for her reply. I look at her. I slightly smile. She stares back.
"Gusto ko ng isaw."
