The Weird Thesis (Boyxboy)

Chapter 31: Story

My heart beats so fast as if it has a virtual drum inside. Anong rason nitong si Brandon to text me as if magpapaalam na siya? I looked at the message once again and verified the number that was sent from.... "Number talaga niya".

The text message has a follow up, a specific address that I need to go to. It's almost 9:00 in the evening and as my instinct says, I have to go to that place. Nagmadali akong ayusin ang sarili then larga.

I felt there's something wrong with that man. Simula kasi nung magtapat ako sa tunay kong nararamdaman sa kanya, I chose not to talk to him anymore. Deadma. Parang hindi na siya nag-eexist sa paningin ko. Ako itong umamin pero ako itong pa-hard to get? Whatever! Ako naman talaga ang may problema dahil alam kong my confession doesn't solve my issues, it might be a start of a deeper conflict that's ahead.

I texted him and got no reply. "Ano kayang problema ng tarantadong 'to?" I whispered as I embarked in the cab.

I arrived at the location after an hour. I was standing outside a local restaurant. I looked up; "Manang Bebang's Pancit atbp."

Why would Brandon want me to this place? Last time I checked, he's into fancy restaurants. Hindi sa mga ganitong klaseng lugar.

I went closer to the restaurant para sumilong dahil umaambon. I do not know kung saan ako specifically pupunta, sa loob ba o maghihintay sa labas? Nakakapunyemas lang na hindi pa rin nagrereply itong si Brandon. I took a chance para maghintay at kapag hindi siya magpakita after ten minutes, I'll leave the place. Bahala na siyang hindi magpakita sa 'kin kahit kelan gaya na rin ng sabi niya sa text.

After five minutes, someone from the inside approached me.

"Kayo ho ba si Sir Wesley?" a woman na tingin ko'y nasa edad 70-80's ang nagtanong sa 'kin.

"Ako ho."

"Hali ho kayo pasok po kayo. Kanina pa po kayo hinihintay ni Sir."

I followed the old lady. Hindi ko gusto ang ambiance ng lugar because it's too compressed at walang aircondition. I feel the sweat over my forehead kahit hindi naman gaanong kainitan ang klima. Luckily wala namang masyadong tao dahil medyo gabi na.

I thought eh nakaupo lang sa kung saang random chairs ang taong nag-anyaya sa 'kin. To my surprise, we went to a private room kung saan naroon ang lalaking kanina pa naghihintay sa 'kin.

"Sir heto na po siya!"- the old lady.

Pumasok ako sa maliit na silid. I got shocked when I saw that guy again. 'Yung lalaking makulit at napaka-nosy na napaka prangka....

"Hi Wesley?! Come, take a seat...."

"I'm sorry, I think I'm in a wrong place..."

"No you're not! Sige maupo ka..."

I smirked at him at umaktong papaalis na. It's Damien that's inside the room. Mabilis naman akong nakahalata, he used his cousin's phone para magpanggap, at para na rin makapunta ako. Ayokong kumagat sa kung anumang patibong meron siya against me. He didn't impress me ever since.

While I'm leaving the room, he said something na nagpatigil sa 'kin.

"I will tell everything! You're seeking for an answer right?"

Napakunot ang noo ko. Hinarap kong muli siya. "Ha? What are you talking about?"

"You know what I'm talking about Wesley. It's about you and my cousin.... and your Professor?"

My eyes widened as if nakakita ako ng multo. I don't know what he's talking about pero something in me is saying na kailangan kong makinig sa taong 'to. I treated him as a hostile to my privacy dahil sa kakaibang personality niya. Kung sinuman ang higit na nakakaalam kung sino si Brandon, siya 'yun, si Damien.