Loving a 'G'

CHAPTER 32: Gamble

CHAPTER 32: Gamble

TYRONE'S POV

November 08. Friday. 7 PM.

I was silently sitting here on the couch. The television is on and viewing a movie that involves a lot of actions and car crashing. I was supposed to fake watch this movie just so I can do something but my head flies back to what happened a week ago.

I begged for Patrice not to leave me hanging but she still did. I finally have my mind wrapped around what's happening but I cannot seem to force my heart to accept it. It's just too soon...

I shook my head as if it can remove all the unwanted thoughts in my head. Kahit simpleng nakaupo lang ako dito at nakatulala sa movie na hindi ko na maintindihan kung ano ang nangyayari, nararamdaman ko pa rin ang sakit. Here. Exactly in this place... This is where she broke up with me... Is that will also be the last time I'm going to see her?

Outside, I heard a car stopped in front of my house. Inabot ko yung phone ko. It's not ringing anymore. The guys are calling me non-stop so I will not be surprised if by any moment, they will show up here. In fact, I know in just a minute they will be here.

"Oy, pre! Pabukas pinto!" I heard Martin's voice as he knocked on my door rather loudly. Bumuntong-hininga ako at tumayo mula sa pwesto ko para pag-buksan sila. See? Ready na ulit sila manggulo.

"Musta na, 'tol? Di nagpaparamdam ah." sabi ni Van. I pulled the door wide open para maipasok nila yung isang case ng alak. These guys really know what to do in times like this kahit wala akong sinasabi sa kanila.

"I was busy. The party left a big mess. It took time for me to clean the whole apartment." sabi ko sa kanila. That's true. What do you think I'm doing for the last two weeks? Hindi ako pumasok sa opisina, instead, naglinis ako ng bahay. Yeah, you read it right. I call it stress-cleaning. Instead na maglasing at magwala, naglilinis na lang ako ng bahay. It's weird, I know.

"Halata nga. Sobrang linis eh. Alam mo, kung may time ka, palinis rin ng condo ko. Baka masalba mo pa. Hahaha!" biro sa akin ni Rick. Nakaupo na sya at nakapatong pa ang dalawang braso sa may couch kung saan ako nakaupo kanina. Feel at home.

"I think I will pass." It's because Rick's condo unit is beyond salvation. Parang sinalanta ng magkakasunod na bagyo ang bahay niya. Kung ako sa sa kanya, bumili na lang sya ng bago. Kidding.

"Anyway, what's going on with you?" Sabi ni Paolo. Naupo ako sa may katabing couch, sa may left ko si Martin. Inabutan naman niya ako kaagad ng bote ng alak pagkaupo ko.

"Nothing much." I answered and full my mouth of the bitter taste of the alcohol. Tumingin lang naman si Martin, Van at Paolo sa akin. Si Rick, sa movie nakaharap, nanunuod.

"We haven't heard anything from you since the party. May nangyari ba?" Martin asked. Umiling lang naman ako at uminom ulit. Sinadya kong hindi magparamdam sa kanila hanggang ngayon. I don't want them to see how miserable I am. Lately, I'm doing fine... I mean, pretending to be fine.