I listened to good music on the way to the airport. Para naman mawala na ung depressed look ko when I greet my mom. I haven't seen her for nearly a month, and I don't want her to worry kaagad if she sees me.
Kuya Peds said na magwait na lang daw ako sa waiting bay while naghahanap sya ng parking space. I liked the idea. I'd rather see other people na din muna siguro. People who are breathing and alive. That might take my mind off of things. Although I wanted to bask in that sadness and grief, sometimes... I just need some time to be "free" from feeling it, diba?
Kaka-isip ko while walking, hindi ko napansin that I bumped onto someone... BIG. I could feel something really hot that soaked my top and was starting to burn the skin underneath. Since, I was wearing my denim shorts, I could feel the skin burning na din sa legs ko.
"HOLY SHIT!" I yelled.
The big guy, na mukang butcher sa market, threw the cup sa floor in a really angry manner, "Hoy, miss! Wag ka ngang mag-inarte jan! Ikaw yung bumangga sakin!"
"Excuse me? You know, you can say sorry naman and I can gladly say -- "
"Aba! Nag-ingles ingles ka pa! Inaksaya mo na nga yung kape ko! Hindi porket sexy at maganda ka, pwede mo na kong i-excuse me, excuse me! Excuse me din, miss.. next time kasi, wag kang tatanga-tanga kapag naglalakad." he started pushing my head with his finger.
"Wow ah? Parang coffee lang! How much is that ba? Maybe I can buy you 10 pa nga eh or maybe a hundred more!"
He grabbed the collar of my top and brought my face closer to his, "Ang yabang mo din naman eh no? Tandaan --"
Some guy who appeared from nowhere pushed him. That cut him off. He didn't get the chance to finish his sentence because the guy threw a punch at him. I was speechless; should I start screaming for help and ask people to stop them? I mean, I don't want this to end up in a bloody scene. That would just make me more... depressed and mas masshake lang ako.
Fortunately, may guard na nakakita sa kanila just before things started to turn ugly. That was the only time that I saw the familiar face; the guy's hair was brushed up - parang kay Chuck Bass lang - and his eyebrows met at the middle. Pinagsabihan nya yung guard to take the big guy away from me and from other people. Nakinig naman ung guard sa kanya and escorted the crazy guy away from me.
He approached me. And it hit me like being hit by a soccer ball in the face. He's that guy that gave me that sleepless night. His brown orbs met mine again, and I'm sure that every part of me was electrecuted by something.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"Uh, yeah. I'm fine. Thanks." I gave him a smile.
His eyebrows went back to their normal places and a smile crept on his lips, "Good. He spilled his coffee on you. Let's get some ice for you, yeah?"
I nodded. "Where though?"
"There," he pointed sa may parang convenient store. "It might hurt more if you don't put some ice."
We started walking in silence. I don't know if I should start the conversation or if I should wait for him to say something. I wanted to ask him so bad kung ano ung name nya and why is it that everytime I'm in trouble or I'm deep in thought, he appears. I'm starting to think that he is a stalker.
We got inside the convenient store. He motioned for me to sit dun sa may seats near the door.
"Do you want anything else?" he asked.
I shook my head and watched him walk down the aisle. He went to the freezer to get ice and sa may beverage section to get two bottles of water. I thought, he was very thoughtful. Even if his back was turned to me, I couldn't stop thinking that this guy got me. I don't know how and when he did, but he's got me wrapped on his finger.
I was still in shock. Maybe, yun ung reason why I haven't been talking. He sat next to me after he paid. I just studied his features and the way he looked; he was wearing this white long sleeved polo folded at the end, brown cargo shorts, and brown loafers. He looked handsome, I should say. He's got this perfectly shaped pink lips; a pair you'd surely love to kiss and nib -- Holy shit, Izzy, no!
He offered me the ice na nikuha nya inside the plastic bag. He wrapped it sa tissue, so my hand wouldn't really freeze and para hindi magdrip ng magdrip ung water.
"Thanks, really." I said as I was soothing the burnt part sa thigh ko.
He offered me the bottle of water, "No worries. You know, you look very familiar. Do you happen to go to UST?"
I smirked, "We always buy cigarettes together. Coincidence, maybe?"
He snapped his fingers and pointed at me and looked as if he saw a ghost. I laughed at his reaction. I never really knew he could laugh like this. It sort of made my heart leap. No, not skip a beat. It made me feel light. Ang cute nya kasi eh. I revealed that I'm that girl sa store na lagi nya kasabay and he does this cute reaction.
"Right, you are that girl! I'm Seth." he offered his hand.
I shook his hand with my free hand, "Christine."
"Sooo, what brings you here?"
"I'm picking my mom up," and I hit my forehead and stood up, "Shit, she might be waiting for me! Thanks a lot, Seth, and I'll love to see you again some time, but I really have to go. Nice meeting you!"
I ran out the store and didn't even look back. I know what I did was kind of rude, but I really needed to go. It's my Mom. She shouldn't wait.
I'll love to see you again some time.
Ugh, Christine Arabella, what the hell were you thinking? Seriously? The guy might conclude na head-over-heels ako sa kanya! Oh my gods. I shouldn't have said that. I mean, I don't know! Ahhhh. Nevermind, I'll just cross the bridge when I get there. Pero, shit, mali talaga eh. Dapat kasi hindi na nasasabi ung ganung things eh!
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