SaiLem Three {DANGER: I'm Falling For You}

49. That Feeling

 Cyann

Clementine has just stopped crying when Ate Carsie barged into the room and got mad at me for keeping her. Kailangan na pala nilang magbihis nang maaga because girls take time to get dressed. Pero I didn’t mind at all. Now that the confusion is out of the way, Clementine is officially mine. And that’s what matters, right?

Hmm…It does have a nice ring to it. Clementine is now mine. All mine.

Now that I realize it, she’s right. Hard work does pay off. Ngayon ko lang na-experience ‘yung magpakahirap to get something I really, really want. And I came out victorious.

And the boys who like her can suck on that, hahaha.

I can’t wait to spend more time with her.

“You’re fuckin’ grinning like a Cheshire cat,” Kuya Vlad notices when I get back to his room for the pictorial. Tinaboy na naman kasi ako ni Ate Carsie when I dropped by the salon and said I wanted to see my girlfriend. “You got laid?”

I feel my face almost split from another grin. “Even better. Sinagot na ako ni Clementine.”

He nods with a congratulatory smile and a tap to my back. “Good for you. But I’m not sure you realized the what you just said.” My eyebrows draw together in a silent question so he explains. “Tinanong kita if you got laid. Sabi mo, even better dahil sinagot ka na ni Lem. Dati, mas matimbang sa’yo ang sex. So I guess, people do change priorities, huh? I’m happy for you, Bro.”

For a moment, pinag-isipan kong mabuti ‘yung sinabi niya and I couldn’t deny the truth in his words. Gaano na nga ba katagal ‘yung huling babaeng naikama ko? I honestly couldn’t remember anymore and frankly speaking, it doesn’t matter to me. So yeah, maybe I’m indeed a changed man.

“Pwede bang hinay-hinay lang sa pagngiti? Baka isipin nilang ikaw ang groom at hindi ako,” he quips with a laugh as I am told to ‘help him into his tux’ for the shoot.

I gotta say I completely dig the color scheme. Kuya Vlad looks like the mafia boss in his black pinstriped suit, white polo with a red tie, and shiny shoes. While we, the groomsmen are wearing black suits with blood red polo inside and black bowtie. They could have given us guns to complete the simulation.

Afterwards, I give Clementine a call. My third time for the day. Am I being a pest? I have no idea and I don’t care. Gusto ko lang ulit na marinig ang boses niya.

“Hello…” she whispers on the other line and my wide grin is back on my face. So… she’s now shy, huh. Man, I want to see her soon.

“Hi,” I greet her back. “Sabay na tayong pumunta sa church.”

“Ahh…sabay-sabay raw kami ng mga babaeng abay pati ng mga batang kasama sa entourage,” she informs me.