He used to mean the world to me, and I believe with all my heart that I too meant the world the world to him. It's just that I did not believe him. Why was I so selfish?
These thoughts run off my mind as I make my way to Razon. The Archers have a scheduled game on Saturday against the Tamaraws and I have to interview the great Thomas Torres. It's like fate's playing a joke on me.
As I open the door to the gym, I found the Archers resting. Coach Juno noticed me and gave me a warm smile.
Sam: Good afternoon, coach!
Juno: Hello, Sam. What can I do for you today?
Sam: Yeah, I have to interview Thomas pero it can wait naman po. After your practice na lang po.
Juno: Ah, si Thomas? Well, okay. Isang round na lang ng drills then he's good to go.
I thanked him and he left. He went to where the other coaching staff are talking. I went to the benches were the Archers were.
Sam: Hi Archers!
JC: Hey, twin sister! What brought you here?
JC reached for the tripod that I have with me.
Sam: Courtside reporter, remember?
JC: Oh, yeah!
Then through my peripheral vision, I see Jeron running towards me.
Jeron: Sam! I'm really sorry. I did not want to do that to you. You were so vulnerable last time. I should have not done that. I'm really sorry.
JC looked puzzled. I did not tell him what happened.
JC: DID YOU TWO KISS?!
I looked around me and I swear everyone is looking at us. Well, everyone except for Thomas. His eyes are locked in the court.
I gave my brother a death stare, and pulled them to the side.
Sam: Anong we kissed? No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No.No. No.
Jeron: Wow, 14 Noes? You must really hate me.
JC: Eh kasi naman Jeron was talking about vulnerability. Yan tuloy! What happened ba?
Jeron: Dude, told her the drunk Thomas incident. Sorry.
JC nodded. He does not seem mad or shocked or anything.
JC: Well, I believe that it's really about time that she knows.
Jeron: Yun, then she stormed off.
JC: Actually, I lost hope na these two will ever be back together. I don't think that they have learned their lessons. Hayaan mo lang sila Jeron.
Sam: And you two talk like I am not in here.
They smiled at me the started walking back to the court. I hate these two.
I sat on the bench and watched as the Archers do death drills.
Just like what he promised, Coach Juno pulled Thomas out after one round. I stood up and waited for him.
My heart, my stupid heart, started beating fast. I started feeling like I have a lump in my throat.
I watched as Thomas slowly walk his way towards me. I cannot resist looking at his face. So angelic, so peaceful.
So, how I do redeem myself from our last meeting where I confessed that I still have feelings for him? How do I do that?
Thomas: Hi Sam
I smiled at him. You have to be professional, Sam.
Sam: So, let's begin? Shall we go over there sa side?
He agreed. I picked up my stuff and started walking to the side.
Thomas: Sam, let me help you with your things.
I smiled and gave him my tripod. We walked to the corner of the court to give ourselves some privacy.
I started setting up my camera. I can see through my peripheral vision that he is watching me, or I'm just wishing that he is watching me.
Thomas: So Jeron kissed you?
I looked at him. His eyes are on his clasped hands, away from me.
Sam: What?
Thomas: JC...
Sam: Oh yeah, no. He didn't.
As soon as I finished setting up my camera, I sat beside him.
Thomas: How are you?
Sam: I'm good. How are you?
Thomas: I'm fine, I guess. Have you talked to Kiefer already?
Sam: It's been a while now.
Thomas: I see. So, you two are not dating anymore?
Sam: We never did.
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Second Chance Point
FanfictionIf torn between pleasing yourself and pleasing others, what would you choose? Between Thomas Torres and Kiefer Ravena, who can make the second chance point? Cover photo (c)KissofCrimson.deviantart.com