The Ring of Cercle

CHAPTER 1 (Part 4)

 “There's nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be...” 

                                                                                                                      ― John Lennon

They looked at each other's eyes. Intense black eyes met the serene brown ones. They thought of the same feeling. A feeling of unity.. and forever.

Forever!?

He let go of her hand and cursed. Bigla namang natauhan si Lora. She gasped. 

"THis is not good, anymore."Jacques said.

"You stared into my eyes, and you'll say that it's not good! Well, the feeling is mutual!" sumigaw si Lora at akmang tatanggalin ang singsing sa daliri nito.

"It's too late lady! Just let it be!" sigaw niya.

"Anong sinasabi mo? Bakit? May sumpa ba ang singsing na ito?" tanong ni Lora. She folded her arms and looked at him.

"Hindi pa rin ako kumbinsido na sa'yo ang sinsing." she said defiantly.

Yumuko si Jacques at itinaas ang mga kamay sa ere.

"Fine. Sa'yo na ang singsing na 'yan." he said with a tired tone.

"Huh? Hey! Sumasakit na ulo ko! Kanina na lang parang handa kang sabunotan ako, ngayon parang nabugbog ka sa hitsura mong 'yan." she said hotly.

" It's now yours. Until your last breath."

Napanganga na lang si Lora. 

" Hindi!" 

"At wag mong sabihin na parang sasabunotan kita dahil hindi 'yan gawain ng isang lalaki!." Jacques shouted.

"Bakit ka sumusigaw?" Lora hissed.

"Sumisigaw ka rin!" 

"At bakit naman kayo sumisigaw?"

Napalingon silang dalawa sa may-ari ng boses.

Jacques frowned. Ilang metro mula sa kinatatayuan nila ay isang mataas na babae. Naka t-shirt ng itim na may NBA na print. Nakasuot ng kupasing maong at rubber shoes, hindi isang pares lang ang nakikita niya...

"Hi Emma, galing ka na sa Accounting Office?, uwi na tayo, pero samahan mo muna ako sa Office of the Students' Affairs, o di kaya sa Guard House, may ibibigay akong singging." sabi ni Lora at itinaas ang kamay na pinagsuotan ng singsing,  halatang nag-iba na ang tono ng boses.

Napapikit si Jacques. These two here were  friends. Oh god, he was sorrounded with insane people. 

And where the hell is Mar-

"Jeany my friend! You called my name and I am here!" 

Napalingon silang tatlo sa may-ari ng boses.

Ilang metro mula sa likod ni Emma, nakatayo si Marcus, at may hawak na isang sapatos na walang pares.He walked confidently towards them. Huminto ito sa tapat ni Emma. Jacques frowned at him. May pulang marka sa noo nito. 

"Hey, you almost killed me earlier but I'm here to save your pretty ass from walking around  without the other pair." yumuko si Marcus sa mga paa ni Emma. 

"Really, if that's the case, can we have a date?" Emma stared at him with fiery eyes. 

Nagulat si Marcus pero agad namang nakabawi.

"Well, that's an interesting offer but I'm busy." ngumiti ito.

"No! We should date, man." Emma said blithely.

"Stop messing around, Marcus. Let's go." Jacques said and walked towards him.

"Have you found the ring?" Marcus asked pero kay Emma ito nakatitig.

"Yeah, but that girl', itinuro nito si Lora,"owns the ring now."

"Wow, amazing! So when's the date of the wedding?"

Nagkatinginan si Emma at Lora.

"Wedding!"

Marcus laughed and Jacques sighed.