My 500-Year-Old Boyfriend (M5YOB)

22-The Confrontation

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Maaga kaming bumalik sa unit. Dinatnan namin ni Kol na nakaupo sa sala si Nath.  “We searched almost everywhere for you.”

 “Asan na si tita?” pag-iiba ko sa topic.

“Umuwi na siya.”

“Ah.” Wala kong ibang masabi e.

Saka naman lumabas sa banyo ang bagong ligong si Jaz na tuwalya lang ang saplot. “Noree! Nag-alala ko sayo. San kayo galing? Oy ikaw, ano ginawa mo sa bestfriend ko?” Dinuro niya pa si Kol na nasa tabi ko pero nanatili lang na tahimik si Kol bago umakyat sa hagdan at tumuloy sa kwarto niya.

“Hn, bestfriend? Talaga lang ah? May bestfriend palang nagtataguan ng sikreto,” I mocked them.

“Nor, we really wanted to tell you about us..” Nath started.

“But you didn’t,” I coldly finished for him.

“Because we thought it would be best for you not to know,” si Jaz ang sumalo kay Nath sa puntong iyon at naupo sa tabi ni Nath.

“Why? Don’t I deserve the truth?”

Nath held her hand and that made my eyes blink. “Nor, I know your feelings for me. That’s why-“

“All the more you should have told me. I could have stopped hoping earlier,” I whispered, my eyes welled with tears.

“I’m sorry Noree, I’m sorry if I got him from you,” It was Jaz who mumbled the words as if she was going to break any time soon.

“It’s not that Jaz, since I admit I never had him. It just hurts that all those times we talked about him, you never entrusted me with the truth,” I paused to wipe my tears with my arm. “I was always the one telling you everything yet you were hiding something. Did you even told him about my feelings?” When she didn’t say anything, I continued. “That was very nice of you talking behind my back. I’m..sorry. I can’t talk to you any longer..” I saw them rushing to get up on their seat, maybe to stop me or what, but I beat them to running upstairs, toward Kol’s room.

Kol opened his door as if he had expected me to come. He moved aside to let me come in and I did, afterwhich, closing the door.

I landed on his bed.

“So how was the talk?” he asked.