It Started With A Bet

Chapter 6 Giant Steps

It has been three days since I saw Jace. Three days with no texts, no calls, no hi, hello, how are you... I so wanted to text him but my pride was holding me back. I was a girl, damn it! Was I supposed to be the first one to reach out? Though we were now in the twenty first century, still, the Maria Clara traits had not lost in me. And here I thought we were starting something new. Something like getting-to-know-you.

'Oh huh, you just assumed all of it.' My subconscious was back. I rolled my eyes, if only I could hurt her, I would gladly strangle her neck. She knew how to ruin a moment. And the irony of it, I could nott decide whether to be thankful or not. She sure was of great help, sometimes.

'All the time.'

I ignored her,with rolling eyes.

I still did not get it. I thought Jace and I agreed to try this relationship out. Relationship? I paused, trying to remember what he said that night. Yeah right. Not a relationship. He was allergic to it. It was just a bet. Damn that bet! Why did I ever agree to it, anyway? Was I having second thoughts now?

'Because you like him, and no, you aren't. No matter what the consequences are, you know you are up to it.'

My subconscious was right.

I was willing to do anything if that meant entering in his life and knowing more about him - his likes, dislikes, what interests him, his favorite color, everything! I just hoped he could open up more.

Why was he so afraid to having a deeper feelings with someone? Why did he hate relationships so much? Why could he not love like a normal guy should? I knew he had issues. But were those issues enough reason to wall himself to the world and miss the fun of life?

And back to that night, did he really think he would hurt me? I hated to say this but, I had more trust in him than he to himself. I knew he would not hurt me. I saw it in his eyes. When he looked at me, the anger was gone. All I could see was the concern and protectiveness.

I sighed as I set aside my Theology manual. I had read until its sixth page but could not remember a thing that had written in there. Hell, I did not even remember any words except for the prepositions.

I pulled out my phone and composed a text for Jace, pride and shame forgotten. I wanted to see him, like right now. Three days had made me suffer already. And if I waited for a single minute, I won't be responsible for my actions. After a few seconds of staring at my screen, I still could not figure out what to tell him. Ugh, just type 'Hey.', my subconscious snarled. Even she could not wait any longer. I was about to click send when I felt my phone vibrated in my hand, almost lose a grip to it.

Shit!

Jace was calling. I let it rang three times before my thumb found its way to slide the screen.

"Hey, Jace." My voice sounded casual but deep within me, I was nervous.

I heard his loud breathing before he answered. "Angel...ah uhm... where are you?" After a seconds of predicament, he finally managed to articulate. Boy, was his voice soooo sexy.

"Giant Steps, you?" Jeez, I was not that much excited, was I? "Where are you? Are you free? I'm free, I'll come and get you if you want." Oh huh, that did not come out right, right? I hated me now.

I heard him chuckled on the other line. " Wait me up, be there in a few." Then he hang up.

True to his words, I saw Jace in less than five minutes. As he made his way to where I seated, my eyes were fixed just for him, studying his every move.

Oh boy.

He stood out even in a crowd. With his height, built and looks, it was hard not to notice him. It would be a shame to not give him a second glance. Though he was oblivious to all the girls who were eyeing him with admiration, I felt like picking their eyes so I only have him for myself. Talk about selfish bitch! Yeah, that's me.