The Break Up Plan (FINISHED)

Plan #13: Angel

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I never thought that Benjo would do what I’ve suggested him the other day ng magkausap kami. I wasn’t even expecting him to do what I’ve said, since it was just another product of my craziness. Pero in the back of my mind ay nagpapasalamat ako sa tadhana dahil sa akin siya kumakampi at lahat ng bagay ay umaayon sa aking mga plano. The way I think it’s clever, isn’t it? I’m pretty, I’m intellegent and I am a best friend to the rescue.

I’m not doing all of these just to play my best friend’s feelings. Rather, I am doing all of these because I miss my best friend. I miss the way she smile whenever we’re talking about the cute boys back when we were in college. I miss how she react whenever there’s a sudden rush of electricity in her veins whenever she see Max, her crush, back then. But everything changed when her heart broke and fell into pieces because of Max’s death. He was her first love.

I still remember everytime Max would wrote a love letter then he would asked me to give it to Jean. I saw how happy Jean was whenever she read the letter with me on the park bench under the shades of trees around. Now, she’s different. She wouldn’t even want to talk about boys or about love or everything that is releveant to that word. This time that the plan and my mission is running smoothly, I would do whatever it takes to make her fall in love with Benjo and Benjo to her. In short, I will make them fall in love with each other without the two of them knowing, its according to the mission plan number four.

Paano ko nga ba nakausap si Benjo at sa anong paraan? Simple lang, ganito kasi yun.

I was on the way toward the meeting room. I forgot the folder on the desk inside the meeting room so I decided to go back and get it. As I maintained my pace I paused behind the door of the room that was slightly open ajar. When I entered the room I saw Benjo sitting across the room picking up things and flipping papers from pages to another with the laptop in front of him on the table. I wonder what he was doing that time. I slowly motioned toward him.

            “It’s getting late. Bakit nandito ka pa?” I said as I approached him.

            “Ah, It’s about the project plan tinatapos ko lang yung ibang details,” he said as he typed on the keyboard of his laptop looking at the screen.

            “Tanong ko lang, may nakita ka bang folder dito sa desk?”

            “Ito ba?” he asked as he looked at me and held the brown folder toward me.

“'Yan nga,” I said sabay kuha ng brown na folder mula sa kanyang pagkakahawak.

            “Nakita ko kanina. I think of keeping it and returning it to you, kaso naisip ko nabaka nakauwi ka na eh. So, I just kept it.”

            “Salamat ah,” I said. “By the way kumusta naman na katrabaho ang best friend ko?’ I asked not wanting to let silence creep in between thinking that its only the two of us inside the room.