"Jeff! Ina!"
Maymay hurriedly take the steps upstairs. Of course, the two, who sleeps oceanly deep, didn't even move a blink, all spread out in their beds. Inah, like an athlete running, and Jeff, like a kungfu artist. In any other ordinary day she would have taken their funny picture sleeping, but this night is definitely not an ordinary night.
Its magnificent. Enchanting. Splendid. Glorious. Majestic. Magical. All the words you could ever think of would not even tantamount to what Maymay is feeling at the moment. And well i guess thats the way with words, it never really can describe feelings.
For many nights, she had been trying to shake off her feelings. That Edward being so kind to her didn't mean anything more than friendship. That there was nothing to hope for. And that feeding her feelings is bound to a dead end. Why? Who would have thought a man like Edward Barber would see a girl like her? She's invisible. She's the girl who was never offered a seat by a guy at a bus, anyway. A girl who was never given a second glance. She is just the simple Maymay, funny and invisible.
But now. She feels like she's going to die any moment.
Maymay dreamily moves around the room like dancing with an invisible prince charming, turning around and round and round. The walls are wider, the ceilings higher. Golden draperies decorates the high wall, and the light bulb turned into a magnificent grandiose chandelier. Then the music fades. And she lets herself fall in her bed. Her hair scattered around. Her hands clasped, over her chest. Eyes closed. Smiling dreamily.
She couldn't contain it. His eyes. His face. His lips. His expression. She has to tell someone about it. Screaming inside. And shaking her head.
She grabs her phone and dialed Amy's number. She has to redial many times because she keeps misdialling the numbers.
"You stay still." Said she to her thumb. At last she dialled correctly.
She doesn't care if its unsaintly hour to call.
"Hello..." a sleepy voice answered the call. Half dreaming. Half awake.
"Ammmmmyyyyyyyy! "
"M-Maymay? Anong nangyare!? "
Just.
Like.
That.
All the traces of the dreamy dreamland vanished from Amy's subconscious mind at the sound of Maymay's voice. Obviously, she is in a shock, and at the moment her heartbeat pounds heavily in her chest. And you could tell from her voice that she is assuming the worst scenario.
But how is Maymay going to tell Amy about it?
"Amy. Amy. Amy. Amy. Amy. Amy. Amy. "
"Hey! Maymay! Ok ka lang? Sleep talking?"
"He kissed me." The last words almost a whisper.
"What? Maymay ikaw ba yan? Bakit nag-eenglish ka? Ano ulet ng sabi mo?"
"Kiniss niya akoo!"
"Whattttt?.? Nino? Nananaginip ka ba?"
"Hala buang, hindi uy! Ni Edward. Hinatid niya ako ngayon sa bahay. Tapos. Tapos.."
"Saglit lang, May, loading pa eh."
Pause.
Long pause.
Long long pause.
"Waaaaahhhh!! "
The voice on the other line is screaming as well. And you can bet she's even jumping on her bed. Well. She is.
"wait lang, san ka nya kiniss?"
"Sa noo, bai. Sa noo!"
Both screamed again like crazy, not caring about the hour.
"Alam mo ba ang meaning kapag sa noo ang kiss? It means, nirerespect ka ng taong un, bai! "
Edward kissed Maymay on the forehead. And yes, Maymay couldn't help but feel his sincerity. She sees it in his eyes. In the way he talks. That lingering kiss made her feel like she is the most beautiful girl in the world. And she felt respect.
And that night became the most welcome sleepless night in Maymay's life. For hours she would just stay there staring at the ceiling, rewinding everything in her mind, not missing a single detail. She wants to etch them in her memory.
She wrote it in a diary. Particular with the details. What she's wearing. The time. How he looked. How she felt. She doesn't want to forget about that night. She felt so happy she thought it could be something to look back to when she's sad.
Because after all of that, somewhere in her heart, there is a voice, almost indistinct. Remember dear readers? The time when Amy told Maymay about how Edward looks at her? That was the first time she heard that inner voice. Like a part of her telling her something. It speaks louder now, and it demands to be heard.
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(sorry for two short chapters update. I'll update again this weekend. Reignmajesty. aireely.
Thank you!)
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