Mr. Ex and Mr. Why

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Genre: Romance, Humor

Prologue

Oh. My. God.

Hindi ako makapaniwala pero yes. Official na kami! Sino kamo? Only the world’s youngest and hottest teen actor na si Tristan! Yes! Even I can’t believe it! Pero oo. Kami na nga!

Yun nga lang it’s a secret.

I have lived the life of a teleserye. Siyempre hindi ganun kadaling magka boyfriend na artista no. Lokal na nga lang pahirapan pa, what more kung international star pa diba? My God, kung alam mo lang mga pinagdaanan ko para lang makarating dito. With him! With Tristan! And he is no Dustin Bibe o kaya yung mga nasa boyband ng One Way. Oh no, no, no. This guy is very. Very. Legit.

“Angie,” sabi nalang bigla ni Tristan sakin, “you do know the consequences, right?”

“Of course, my love,” naman ang sinagot ko. Yakap yakap ko yung cellphone ko sa dibdib ko. Nakaupo kami ngaun sa--ohmygod--black ferrari nya. Siyempre may driver siya. And here we are now sa tapat ng school ko.

“We can’t live normally like any other couples--”

I pressed my finger against his lips, “say no more.” Then I winked, “I got this,” 

Humarap na ako sa pintuan, reading ready na akong pumasok. Mas lalo pang gumanda ang araw na to kahit naulan ulan pa-- 

“Angie,” hinawakan niya ako sa braso. 

“Yes, baby?” Lumingon ako, making sure that my oh so lovely--de joke lang, buhaghag po hairlaloo ko--long hair flips para mala slow motion ang dating. 

“They gave me a new project to work on,” sabi nya sakin. And I just sat there staring at him so dumbfoundedly. Bakit ang gwapo ng boyfriend ko? Ano nga ba ang ginawa ko para biyayaan ako ng ganitong kagwapong boyfriend? 

“Diba kinongratulate na kita kanina?” nginitian ko siya. 

“Kalove team ko si Alice,” 

Nawala bigla ngiti ko. “What?” 

Tinitigan nalang niya ako. His hand never left my arm and I was just as frozen as he was. Hindi prijider ah--tama ba spelling ko?--as in frozen, like the girl Anna na nagyelo dahil sa ate niya. Yes! Ganun nga. Kung hindi mo pa napapanuod pa ang Frozen, eh di panuorin mo muna chaka mo ako balikan. 

“Diba ex mo yun?” I blurted out. Hindi ko na napansin yung tigas ng tono ng boses ko. Hindi na nagsalita si Tristan. “So ano na. Tinanggap mo?” 

“Angie,” sinabi niya ulit, mejo malambing pero hindi nya ako madadaanan lang ng ganun lang no, “it’s nothing personal,” 

“Oh my god,” I whispered, staring him down with so much effort to remind myself na galit ako sa kaniya, “don’t tell me kinuha mo offer nila,” 

“Angie,” he began again. 

“Oh no,” Tinanggal ko ung kamay nya sa braso ko, “don’t worry about me. Kasi break na tayo.” 

Boom. 

I wish I hadn’t said that. Pero I feel like I deserve more. I deserve better treatment. Bago pa tumulo mga luha ko, I stepped out of his goddamned car at binalibag ko yung pagkasara sa pintuan bago pa siya makalabas. Buti nga sayo. I needed to go. I wanted to be alone. Hahabulin ba niya ako? 

Sana habulin nya ako. Pero habang palayo na ako ng palayo, dun ko narealize na hindi nya ako hahabulin. Kasi I was never meant to be known. I was never meant to be discovered. Walang nakakaalam sa relationship natin. 

“Angela?” may biglang tumawag sakin. Oh my God, talaga bang hinabol ako ni Tristan? 

No. Please, wag mo na akong sundan. I will just walk away and pretend I never heard him. But oh my god, kinikilig ako! 

“Angela, ui!”

Eto na, bigla niya akong hinatak sa braso. The force was kind of strong kaya mejo natapilok ako sa may hagdan. Poise, Angie, Poise. With a practiced tone I screamed, “Bitawan mo nga ako... Chrysler?” biglang humina boses ko. 

Hindi dapat si Chrysler yung humabol sakin. Pero bakit siya? Bakit hindi si Tristan? I scowled at him para labanan mga luha ko. Scowl as in simangot. Tama ba? Nevermind, titingnan ko nalang mamaya sa pesteng dictionary na yan. 

“Anong ginagawa mo sa koche ni Tristan?” sabay nya akong tinanong. Hindi ko siya matingnan ng derecho kaya sa puno nalang ako tumingin. Yung nasa likod nya. My god, ang dami na palang nakatingin sakin. Buong school na ata to? 

“Tumahimik ka nga,” I hissed, “it’s not like the whole world needs to know we’re together!” 

“Shit,” sabi nalang bigla ni Chrysler, “so the rumors are true?” 

I groaned like a rabid animal and shrugged past him. Hindi ko alam kung anong mas nakakainis: the fact na alam na ng buong school na kami nga ni Tristan? Or nalaman lang nila on the day of our break up? 

Ako nga pala si Angela Sampunghari--Angela Tenkings nalang. Ay mas panget. Wag na nga. Angie nalang tawag nyo sakin--And this is the story of my life.

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