Tonight I'm Getting Over You

Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Wala pa akong tatlong oras sa loob ng private jet ni Adam at gusto ko ng tumalon ng eroplano. Para lang makalayo sa kanya dahil hindi ko alam kung kakayanin ko pa ba ang isa pang minutong kasama siya.

 He was treating me as if I was a ghost and that he was unaware of my presence because he didn’t have a third eye. Can you believe that? He wasn’t ignoring me because ignoring means he knew I was there and he wasn’t just paying attention. He just simply treated me as if I didn’t exist.

At pakiramdam ko para akong isang lobo na binombahan ng sobra-sobrang hangin at kaunti na lang sasabog na.

Adam looked busy. He was multi-tasking something in his macbook, cellphone and ipad. It seemed like it was something business related because he sometimes would pause in typing then his eyebrows would furrow as if he was thinking deep.

His eyes was moving swiftly from the screen of one gadget to another while his fingers were busy typing. His cellphone rang a few times and I observed he wasn’t polite. Ang una nyang sasabihin ay McKnight at pagkatapos nyan ay puro na ‘do this ASAP’, ‘get the summary ASAP’, ‘call him NOW’, ‘I want your report NOW’, ‘change everything NOW’, ‘fucking give me the best plan or I’ll fire you NOW.’

Wala akong ginawa sa nagdaang isang oras kundi bantayan ang bawat kilos nya. Halos butasan ko na nga ang mukha nya sa sobrang pagtitig pero siya parang wala lang. Like I said, he treated me as if didn’t exist. He didn’t give me even a millisecond glance from where he was sitting in a huge black oversized seat with a glass table in front while I was sitting across in a long L-shaped beige sofa.

Yes, you heard it right. May sofa sa loob ng jet plane ni Adam McKnight. And it wasn’t just that. His plane was divided into two compartments. Makikita sa unang compartment ang makikita sa isang normal na eroplano. It was the second compartment that was jaw-dropping. The sofa was part of the cabin lounge with huge plasma TV across and center table in between, may six sitter dining table, at may isang bedroom na may shower at comfort room. Everything was in white, beige, brown or black. It was like small version bachelor pad inside a plane.

Makaraan ang ilang minuto ay lumabas ang Latina beauty stewardess na tulak-tulak ang cart na may nakalagay na mga pagkain at isang bote ng wine. Ang ganda ganda nya, sobra. Kung magtatabi kami magmumukha akong deformed na sisiw at sya naman ang peacock. At kung makikisali si Adam, magmumukha itong hawk. You know, predator sya at ako ang prey.

The stewardess continued walking across the lounge with a sway of her hips in every step. Teka, ganyan ba dapat lumakad ang isang flight attendant? Parang beauty queen na rumarampa sa stage? Parang hindi.

Sinundan ko ang tingin nya. Her eyes were glued to where I had been looking for the past hours.

Sinasabi ko na nga ba.

Dumiretso sya kay Adam saka isa-isang inilipat ang mga pagkain sa glass table.

“Grilled shrimps and vegetables with pearl couscous and seafood lasagna and shrimp ceviche with your favorite wine, Domaine Ramonet Grand.”

“Thank you Livie,” sagot ni Adam at itinabi ang mga gadgets sa sulok saka itinuon ang mga mata kay Livie.

Tinapik ni Livie ang braso ni Adam.

At nanlaki ang mga mata ko.

Please scratch what I said. Hindi tinapik, pinisil nya ang braso ni Adam. Pisil na may kasamang hagod. SERIOUSLY? “Adam, how many times do I have to tell you to call me Olivia when I’m at work,” she purred na parang pusang nalilibog at sumilay ang ngiti sa mukha ni Adam.