In Love With The Game (COMPLETED)

Chapter 05

#ILWTG05 Chapter 05

The set up continued. Tuwing umaga, sabay kaming pumapasok ni Yago sa school. After class, sabay din kaming umuuwi—maliban na lang kapag Friday kasi may pinupuntahan siya. Kung ano? I didn't know. I didn't ask. Ayoko ngang pag-usapan 'yung mga sexcapades niya!

"What?" I replied when Yago knocked on my door. Thankfully, the wall was already replaced by a sturdier one—although I didn't know if it's a good thing dahil ngayon, hindi ko alam kung may kababalaghan ba na ginagawa si Yago. It's like it's a constant battle between 'is he having sex or not?'

And why was I even curious?!

"Do you have bread?" he asked.

Agad na kumunot ang noo ko. "What?"

He combed his fingers through his hair as he uneasily smiled at me. "Gutom na ako."

"Wala ka bang pagkain d'yan sa unit mo?" tanong ko habang naka-pamewang sa kanya. He's always asking me for food! Siya na nga yata nakaka-ubos ng half ng stocks ko, e.

Umiling siya na parang bata. "Di ako sanay magluto kaya 'di rin ako naggogrocery."

"How do you survive?"

He shrugged. "Lunch with friends. Dinner—"

"Ugh," I said, cutting him off. Yago's dinner... more like buffet. Tsk. Bakit ko ba iniisip 'yun? Now that the annoying wall's gone, I shouldn't think about that part of his life again.

Since it's Sunday today at wala naman kaming class bukas dahil nagsabi na si Atty na may pupuntahan siyang conference, malakas ang loob ko na lumabas. I told Yago that we'd go to the supermarket. Aba, hindi naman pwede na lagi siyang nanghihingi ng pagkain sa akin! Ano ako? Supplier niya?

Yago was wearing cargo pants, white shirt, and sliders habang naka-denim shorts, white shirt, at sliders din ako.

"We look like a couple," he said upon seeing me.

I frowned. "Shut up," I told him habang nag-aabang kami sa pagdating ng elevator. "If you really want me as your friend, stop saying shits like that."

He laughed. "Why? Affected ka?"

I glared at him. "Feeling mo talaga lahat ng babae may gusto sa 'yo, no?" tanong ko sa kanya. The front of the elevator's made of glass kaya naman kahit naka-harap kami doon ay nakikita ko ang bawat ekspresyon ng mukha niya. And as usual, he looked amused.

He shook his head. "No, not really. I don't assume that someone likes me until a move has been made."

"So, puro babae ang nagfifirst move sa 'yo?"

He shrugged. "Usually. Natatakot din kasi akong kumausap. I've been punched before because the girl I was talking to was apparently with someone else. Didn't know that because she didn't say."

The elevator finally arrived. Yago made me go in first. May pagka-gentleman naman talaga si Yago. Tuwing papasok kami sa room, he'd open the door for me. Kapag sasakay ako sa sasakyan, he'd open the door for me. Kapag marami akong dala, he'd ask me if gusto ko ba na dalhin niya.

Overall, he's okay—minus kapag nilalandi niya ako.

"Are you seeing someone now?" I asked.

I saw him grinning. "Why? Curious?"

I groaned. "Feelingero mo rin talaga, no? 'Di kita type, okay?"

"Why?" he asked, looking sad. "Ano'ng ayaw mo sa 'kin?"