It’s almost 5:00 pm nung natapos ang pagkuha ng aming measurements para sa mga gowns. The whole time I was really not paying attention. They were happy as hell, fully smiling at the sight of each cut and gems of the dresses.
“Nakabusangot ka dyan Candice?”
Hindi ko napansin na kanina pa pala ako tinitingnan ni Lance. My God, I almost forgot about him.
“Ang pangit kasi nung design nung akin. Actually, lahat pangit. They’re paying for this service? Look, it’s not as good as they were saying in their advertisements.”
Sana hindi niya napansin na hindi naman talaga yung gowns ang pinag-iinitan ko. I remained calm and waited for his response. To my surprise, he just laughed.
“What’s funny Lance?”
“Hahahhaha. Sorry but … hahhaha.”
I glared at him. What’s the problem of this man, it isn’t even a joke. Nung nakarecover na siya sa pagtawa ay bigla siyang nagsalita.
“Halatang halata ka kasi.”
“Halata? What are you implying Mister?”
“Don’t deny it Candice.”
“Don’t deny what?”
Tiningnan ko siya ng seryoso. Hindi ko alam pero kinakabahan ako sa mga susunod niyang sasabihin. He was very unpredictable. He touched my face and smiled. Wait, why is he smiling at me?
“You’re jealous!”
“What?”
“You’re jealous to death Candice.”
Inilayo ko ang tingin ko sa kanya. Ok, I’m guilty. I’m jealous. I want to destroy all these dresses. Burn it, if possible. And I want to grab Edward’s hand and run away. I’m jealous like a lunatic.
“Hey, look at me Candice.”
Upon hearing him, I immediately looked at him. Something was wrong with him. Bakit pa siya nakangiti?
“Err, you’re creepy.”
“And you’re jealous.”
“Stop, okay? I’m not!”
“But you are.”
“I said I’m not.”
“Ok!”
Then he walked away. Ano’ng problema nun? Parang mas sasaya pa siya kung aamin akong nagseselos. Imbes na sundan ko siya ay pumunta na lang ako kina Sheila at Bea. Maybe that’s one of his pranks na naman.
“Hey Sheila and Bea!”
Pinandilatan agad ako ng mata ni Bea.
“At anong drama na naman Candice yung nakita namin. Bakit nag-walk out yung boyfriend mo?”
“I’ve done nothing, ok? Wag nga kayong bias sa’kin. Wala naman talaga akong ginawa.”
“Talaga lang ah.”
“Wala nga. You need to trust my words sometimes Bea.”
Ok. I’m being arrogant here. Hinihingi kong pagkatiwalaan niya ang mga sinasabi ko but I can’t even make myself trust her of my secrets. Forgive me Bea.
“Enough, Bea and Candice. Baka mag-away pa kayo sa trust … trust na yan.”
I knew what Sheila was implying. Kahit kelan talaga palaging may hidden message ang mga sinasabi niya.
BINABASA MO ANG
Unpredictable Love
Teen FictionCandice Aimee R. De Silva is always certain of the things she wants. Always the fighter, never the loser. But what if one day, she woke up and realized she couldn't figure out things anymore? What to do? Where to go? When to give in? Or who to choos...
