Have You Seen This Girl

Chapter 62 Returnee

Chapter 62

Hindi ako nakasagot nang dahil sa anunsyo niya. It seemed like I have swallowed my tongue and nothing but annoying groans came out of my mouth.

"Oh . . ." I murmured to myself, still surprised. I didn't expect that from him. He is adopted? For real?

Nagtama ang mga mata naming dalawa. Umiwas ako. I feel awkward. I've known some of his secrets already, but this one is huge. Mahirap i-proseso. To think na ang tagal niya 'tong hindi tinago sa'kin. It must have been so hard for him to spill such arcana.

"Yeah," he deadpanned. His voice was sad. I feel like my heart was being ripped apart. I am absorbing his pain. Kung pwede lang na ako na lang ang makaramdam nito para sa kaniya, gagawin ko. He's been through a lot already. "Sorry for not telling you this. Took me a long while to have the courage to share it," he said.

"Ano ka ba! I understand. Plus, hindi naman required na sabihin mo lahat sa'kin. Friendship is not about sharing secrets alone, right?" I smiled at him.

"So . . . we really are friends," he said, almost to himself.

I rolled my eyes. "Of course, we're friends!" I snorted at him. I wanted to dig deeper about his family, but I'm scared that I might get to the landmine. So, I decided to let him keep that to himself. I want to respect his privacy. Anyway, Cyrus is the kind of person who will spill it if he wants to. "But, you're good now?" I asked him.

"A lot better." He smiled at me. I really missed that smile! Kahit na minsan, ginagamit niya 'yan sa pang-iinis sa'kin. I kind of longed for his idiotic face.

Tumayo siya nang tuwid at inabot ang kamay niya sa'kin. "What's that?" Nanliit ang mga mata ko habang nakatingin ako sa mga palad niya.

"Let's walk?" Muli niyang ngiti. "Come on. I'm waiting. Don't tire my hand, Miss. Grab it and stand," masungit na sabi niya. Look how moody this person is! Kanina lang ang gentle niya, ngayon naman, inuutusan niya na ako.

"Fine!" I rolled my eyes. And even though I hate being touched, I still held his hand. And using only his little strength, he pulled me until I was already standing straight.

The wind made my skin a bit algid. I had to embrace my shoulders.

"Cold?" he asked.

"Yeah," tapat kong sambit. Hinubad niya ang suot niyang sweatshirt at binigay ito sa'kin. "You want me to wear it?" mataray kong tanong.

"No. Chew it and swallow, if it makes you feel better," he sarcastically said.

Sinuntok ko ang braso niya. "Nakakainis ka naman, eh!" sigaw ko.

"Of course, Jillian, you should wear it. Nilalamig ka na, 'di ba? Baka kung ano pa ang mangyari sa'yo kaya suotin mo na 'yan. Ilang araw na akong nag-alala para sa'yo, tapos ngayong kasama kita, magkakasakit ka pa? How dare you," seryosong aniya.

I blushed the moment I heard him say that he was worried about me. This is not good! I hate this person. "O ... okay," nahihiyang wika ko.

"You're blushing. Too obvious, eh?" he teased.

"Great! You really have to mention it, huh," inis kong sagot. He just laughed. Nagpamulsa siya at tumalikod. Napangiti ako dahil sa ginawa niyang iyon. Mabilis kong sinuot ang sweatshirt. Nang maayos ko na ito, pinagmasdan ko ang kaniyang likuran. He really has broad shoulders. They make him more masculine.

"Done?" he asked.

"Not yet . . ." done staring at your back.

"Oh, okay."