Chapter 20
philotreveron has requested to follow you.
Napakurap-kurap ako sa screen ng iPhone nang lumabas ang notification. I am now standing near the gate of our subdivision. Gumihit ang linya sa noo ko. I tapped the profile and was shocked when I discovered that it really is my boyfriend's instagram account.
He followed me?
Ang dami niyang followers. Uminit ang pisngi ko nang makitang isa lang ang following niya. Ako lang.
Baka mamaya mapansin pa ito ng mga humahanga sa kaniya?
I clicked on the only photo on his IG feed. It's a blurred aesthetic image of his band playing on a white pick-up car. Hindi ko masyadong maaninag ang mukha niya but I know he's the one who climbed on top of the vehicle, a lit cigarette on his mouth, and an electric guitar on his hand.
Napangisi ako. Ang daming comments. Ngunit ni isa ay wala man lang siyang nireplayan. Ngingiti-ngiti akong nag-follow back sa kaniya. Compared to me who only has 390 followers, bigla akong na-conscious sa sikat na natatamasa niya.
My phone suddenly rang. Muntik pa itong mahulog sa kamay ko. Nataranta ako bigla. I cleared my throat and then hastily answered the phone call.
"You're already outside?" came his baritone voice.
"Yeah..."
"Okay. Malapit na ako."
"You followed me... on Instagram?"
"Yeah, why?" he drawled lazily.
I giggled. "Nothing... maghihintay lang ako dito sa may gate."
"Alright."
"And Philodemus?"
"Yeah?"
"I'm wearing shorts..." I said naughtily.
"Fuck... I'm coming..." he said breathlessly before ending the call as I exploded into fits of laughter.
My cheeks reddened. He's just so naughty at nasasanay na ako sa kaniya. I thought I'm going to feel uncomfortable but with him, it's just so... sexy.
I ended the call with a stupid grin on my face. Mukha na siguro akong tangang mag-isang nakangiti dito. Napapatingin na din sa akin si Manong Guard, eh. Inignora ko nalang siya at patuloy na hinintay ang nobyo. A few minutes later, his red Toyota came into view. Mabilis niyang inihinto ang sasakyan sa harapan ko.
I waved cutely at him before opening the car door.
"Philodemus..."
He gave me a once-over and then smirked. Philodemus dipped his chin, nodding for me to enter his car. Dali-dali akong pumasok at nginisihan siya. He slapped my thighs lightly.
"Already wearing shorts, huh?"
I giggled. Iniatras ni Philodemus ang sasakyan. Namataan ko ang kaniyang iPhone sa dashboard. Himala at walang tumutogtog ngayon sa kaniyang stereo.
"Dumaan muna tayo sa grocery mart bago tayo tumuloy sa bahay."
"We'll buy foods?"
"Hmm. Yeah. Does barbeque sound good to you?"
I nodded my head happily. Sa totoo lang, kinakabahan na talaga ako. Ngayong Monday na ang intrams namin at todo practice na kami. Pakiramdam ko talaga ay mahihimatay ako on the spot. Malaki ang gym at sigurado akong maraming estyundate ang dadalo upang manuod. Bukod sa required dahil may attendance slips na ipamimigay pagkatapos, ito din ang highlight ng aming Intrams.
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General Fictiondeceret (n.) latin word for "body to body" When Philodemus Elton Treveron's parents were slayed, the only thing that brings him closer to finding the killer is the gold crucifix chain around his neck. Fueled with vengeance, Elton swore to himself th...