Capturing Mine

Chapter 11: He's Getting Into My Nerves

Diane's POV

Hindi ko alam kung anong trip ni Jacob pero nagsisimula na talaga akong mainis. Pinahihirapan lang naman niya ang future boyfie ko! Is that his way of testing him? Hindi ba puwedeng question and answer portion na lang? He knew that I really like Andrew, yet he is doing this. Paano na lang kung maulit 'yung mga pinaggagawa niya noon? I mean, 'di ba, dahil pala sa kaniya kung bakit bigla na lang nagsisiwalaan ang mga lalaking dumaraan sa buhay ko? I can't afford na pati si Andrew ay mawala pa. Wala rin naman akong magawa kasi natatakot din akong friendship namin ang mawala nang dahil lang sa lalaki... but for heaven's sake, gusto ko talaga si Andrew! Gosh!

“Miss Diane,” tawag sa akin ni Mika, “Okay ka lang?”

“Yeah, bakit mo naman natanong?”

“Ah, kasi po kanina pa nagri-ring 'yung phone niyo, tulala po kayo...,” nahihiyang paliwanag nito at napatingin naman ako sa phone ko.

It's him.

“What?! Done playing hard to get like you were the one who should be pleased by him?”

“Hey, beb, don't yell at me. I just called because I wanted you to know that Andrew is an asshole.”

My eyebrow rise, “Is this some kind of misleading again, Jacob?”

Oh, I'm sorry, I can't help but feel so annoy. Sabi na eh, walang lalaki ang papasa kay Jacob. Wait nga, bakit ba hinahayaan ko siya? Aish, sumusobra na siya ah. Lagi na lang siya ang nasusunod.

“Maybe.... Hindi kasi kayo bagay.”

What the fuck?!

“Jacob! Tumigil ka na puwede ba?”

“Mi–iss Diane, si Mr—”

“Diane.”

Fuck.

“Oooh, is that Tito Daniel? Say hi for me. Bye!”

*Toot-toot! Toot-toot!*

Oh, damn you, Jacob.

“Yes, dad?” Masiglang bati ko kay daddy sabay kiss sa pisngi. “Napadaan ka?”

“It's too early for you to have some chitchat. Isa pa, you're making too much noise. Hindi por que Fortalejo ka, you have the right to speak as loud as you can knowing na marami kang puwedeng mabulahaw sa kaingayan mo... na mga nagtratrabaho.” Ugh! Oo na po, ako na ang hindi nagtratrabaho.

“Dad, it's Jacob. He pissed me, and I'm sorry.”

“How's her performance?” Tanong ni dad kay Mika.

“She's doing her job well-done, Mr. Fortalejo. Nothing to worry.”

Nakahinga naman ako nang maluwag sa sinabi ni Mika. Akala ko, wala akong nagagawang matino sa kumpanyang ito eh.

“See, dad? I'm making a progress,” sabi ko kay dad habang hila-hila na siya papunta sa elevator. Ayaw ko nang mapagalitan.

“Better keep it up, or else...,” he warned.

“I know, dad. Now, go!” I pushed him in the lift at ako na rin ang pumindot ng close button saka nagmadaling umalis.

“Wooh, I have to treat Mika.”

Bumalik ako sa cubicle ko at inumpisahang tapusin ang mga dapat na tapusin. Lunch break na and as what I have said, I need to treat Mika. Wala lang, thank you for what she told dad? Kasi kung hindi niya sinabi 'yon, hahaba pa ang panenermon ng ama ko sa akin. Aist, lagi siyang ganoon kahit okay naman ang performances ko.