Three nights has quickly passed. I stopped myself from going to the rooftop because I don’t want to see him there. I thought he already understood that I don’t want to talk to him.
But it seems like he did not.
Alfonso started following me around in the university. He kept on asking me to listen to him and I straightly told him that I don’t want to. But he was so persistent, no matter how many times I declined…he just kept coming back.
It was so annoying, almost everyone stares at us. Gossips started to circulate again—about Ly and I being friends again, and why Alfonso was following me like a dog. And it sucks being the talk of the whole university. I feel like I’m being suffocated with all the voices I hear around me.
Alfonso would wait for me in the front gate every morning, then he managed to get my schedule so every after class…he’s there outside—waiting.
Even in the cafeteria since I started eating again with Ly and the others, he would sit at the table next to ours. At dismissal, he would go home once he sees me getting inside Matt’s car since he insisted on bringing me home everyday.
I’m being frustrated with myself too. I wanted to talk to him and let him explain. But I’m so scared of what I will hear from him. He’s friends with Cesca, I still see them together in the university.
I’m terrified to know the truth…because I don’t want to hate him.
Alfonso has been my confidant. He was there during my worst times. He’s one of the reasons why I survived all those lonely nights in the rooftop.
That’s why I kept on delaying our talk. Call me a coward but I just can’t face it. I’m not ready yet, I treasure him so much and I don’t want to lose him because of what I’ll learn about him and Cesca.
I sighed and looked at my phone. I need to get ready now.
Today is Pax’s birthday and he’ll be celebrating with the whole gang (consisting of Ly, Tobby, Kia, Matt, Carson and I) in Artesian tonight. Matt told me that Pax’s family is into cruise ships so we should order all the expensive drinks tonight.
I went to my walk-in closet to get my mauve-colored bodycon dress by Carolina Herrera. This is one of the few dresses I kept. I love it because it has a deep v which looks sophisticated and a criss cross neckline. I paired it with my beige single strap heels from Christian Louboutin.
My look for today is just nude lipstick and brown eyeshadows. I don’t want to have a strong look for tonight since my dress is a light color.
[Note: The picture below is Margaret's mauve-colored dress. But the girl on the photo is not her portrayer.]
It was quarter to nine in the evening when I received a text from Kia. She said she’s already outside my building. I exited my unit when I’m all good.
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Liquid Courage
General FictionShe used to have everything. Friends, fame, money, family, reputation...now she has none. She knew it was her fault. And that's what hurts the most, knowing she had done it to herself. She fucked up. Badly. And there's no way she could get back to h...