Ang Multo sa Manhole 3 (completed)

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A/N: Ngayon na lang uli ako nag-author's note! haha! I only did this because I'm grateful of you, my readers. di na practical tulad nang dati na nagp-pm pa ako to say my 'thank you' for following/ adding/ voting/ commenting on any of my stories so ico-collate ko na lang dito. basta thank you. I'm grateful you share this journey with me.

Eleison's POV

Pumasok n kami ni Mark sa school the next day. Pero unlike before na dinadaldal ako every step of the way, he wasn't his usual talkative mode. I couldn't just ask him 'dahil ba sa sinabi ko kahapon?' because one, I'm not ready for what he might reply and two, I want to avoid guilt.

Di ko alam ba't nagui-guilty ako for telling him THAT. But that's the truth. Sure, he can serve as my light. But let's get real, he could be of service more efficiently kung ifo-focus niya yon sa madla than with me.

He's just too kind to be my everything. I need to accept that.

And I could not ask him to do some things with me without him pondering, 'Tama ba 'to o mali?' every single damn time. So I guess, it's better to be this way - I have him but in a level less than a partner but more than friend.

Jolina specifically called to let me know ganyan ang sinabi niya kay Mark.

I wasn't lying to him though when I said, magme-meet up kami ni Thadeuss. Di yon front para pagselosin siya. Well, as if namang nagseselos siya.

Thadeuss is that kind of guy that can sweep you off of your feet kung di ka aware. He has this magnetic charm like for example, his telling something and unbeknown to you, mapapa-agree ka na lang.

And the best example of THAT example is this meet up. I didn't think twice. Siguro kasi, ito ang first time na may magyaya sa'kin.

Ewan ko, but from the moment I saw Deuss(technically speaking, he saw me first), nafi-feel ko ng he's into me. Makikita mo naman yon sa mata niya e. Hindi yong eagerness to know me. He already know me. But wht I'm saying is, yong eagerness ba to catch up. Because it seems to him, matagal tagal na rin last encounter namin.

But on the side note, I wouldn't know na nagspa-space out na pala 'tong kasama ko had a car not beeped before us. Agad ko siyang nahila no'n sa polo gawa ng adrenaline. At halos magusot ko yon sa sobra kong inis.

"Tangina, ano gusto mo na magpakamatay!?" sabi ko sa kanya.

"Sorry."

It's not the answer I'm expecting. Or rather, it's not tone that I'm expecting. Ramdam ko talagang down siya. But still I did a face up,

"Umayos ka nga diyan? May tamang time para sa pagspe-space out, okay?"

"Kelan?"

"Mamaya. Sa klase ni Mam Vicky."

He managed to form a smile, siguro, as a consolation for cheering him up.

Kaya ko nasabing tamang time ang klase ni Mam Vicky e dahil pinapanood niya lang naman kami ng mga documentary. Closed lights yon sa isang Techroom na pinareserve pa niya noong last semester. If you're early, you're lucky - makakaupo ka sa bagong biling student chairs.

But the fact na narito kami sa floor, naka-indian sit means we're not. And I think we could agree who's fault is that.

Usually, cellphone ang inaatupag ko during this time; si Mark naman sa projected docuseries. So it is but surprising to see na naglalaro ng mobile game ang tungaw.

"Huy, ano bang problema mo?" pasimple kong bangga sa kanya.

"Di ko alam kung ano 'to." Pakita niya sa naka-jumbled na letra when he knows very well,