Choices | e.b.c

Chapter 06

"Thank you for coming Mr. Garnett" I said while shaking his hands. He casually smiles back as an answer. He doesn't really smile often specially when it comes to me. But he smiled today, I guess that is a major progress.

He left the house with his gray Volvo. I let out a deep sigh, thanking God that I finished these whole preparation for the party.

"You look astonishing with your final picks" Celia beam with happiness.

"Really? Do I look like shit or something?" You can say that confidence isn't really my thing. She laughs at my response.

"You're fine and fab,don't worry" then she winks. She really knows how to give me a smile in the face.

When we enter the kitchen, Nanny Lydia happily hug her. She is close to her also. After about 20 minutes later of greeting Nanny, she decided to cook us something.

The dishes is served hot and awesome. On our table, Celia's favorite banana cake is served with ice creams, carbonara and some fries.

"Thank you Nanny!" We both chimes in. I remember clearly when she first came in to our house. Disgust is written in her beautiful face when Nanny Lydia brought banana cake. She said, she really isn't going to eat that because it taste so bad. But look who is the one that has a favorite to it now? Celia.

"So—tell me about this Joel guy" she said while wriggling her eyebrows.

My phone received a text at the same time. I excuse myself to her while I read the notification coming from the FaceRim.

"Right on time" I roll my eyes and hand her my phone to see who just texted me. It is freaking Joel Pimentel!

She squeals after she have read all the content of the text.

"He really feels something to you, I can feel it!" She practically shouts so I put my finger on my lip to silence her a bit.

"I-I don't know. I mean, we are just friends. Maybe he is just thoughtful and so gentleman" I rub my forehead to lessen my confusion. He really is making my head hurt.

"Girl, he texted you asking you if you have eaten. If you are okay. That's the first move boys are doing always" she is now sitting in the chair like a boss trying to make her worker understand what he is trying to explain.

"I am not yet sure Celia" it came off more like a whisper but she heard it.

"You better tell me what happened till the first day up to yesterday. Please" she shows her puppy eyes which she knew that that is the only way to break down that wall I use as a shield.

Shit.

"Okay okay. You knew very well that your beautiful eyes are enough to please me" then I roll my eyes which makes her laugh.

I tell her how we met in the first day of class. How he smiles every time to me. How he always lighten my mood by some of his corny jokes. When him and I are always at our favorite coffee shop. Those small things he is always doing for me. That 'stay safe' thing that we always do whenever one of us will leave or go somewhere. The way he hugged me that day outside our house. And him, bribing me Mars all the time. Up to until yesterday.

I swear she is gonna pop off of her sit while I am telling those things. She is practically screaming and squealing at me. I can't help but to blush at her reaction. But I knew to myself that I should not get my hopes too high on him. Because we will never know what will happen next.

"Awww you two are so cute together!" She said.

"I don't want to get my hopes high Celia. I really don't want to. I don't want to get hurt"

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"So how is the visit of Mr. Garnett?" Mom asked me. We are now at the dining room, eating. She just came off from work awhile later. Dad will come home late because the board of senators will have a meeting 7:30 pm.

"Uhm... actually the process became fast because Celia helped me" I replied.

She never really ask me how my day have been, like mothers would usually ask to their children. She never even tell me what is happening now to the company we owned. She just opens up and talk to me when she needs something. At least I am sure she is talking.

"Are you ready for the party tomorrow?"

"I believe I am. I prepared myself for a long time now" I hope so.

She rolls her eyes at my response. Her red lipstick still vibrant until now.

"What if she is still here?" I can't help but to ask her. I know that I shouldn't be bringing up that sensitive topic here, but what if she is still alive? 

I see the change in her expression as soon as the words came out of my mouth. I felt guilty for doing so, but what if I am right?

Her self control is really good because I can see the way she is trying to stop herself from blowing out. She never let anger takes over her features. That is one of the things I never get to her.

"Then you shouldn't be here. You shouldn't be having the attention and all, because it is all for her. Not for you"

Ouch.

I am expecting her to blurt out those words in my face. But I never have imagined that it will still hurt me. That familiar ache in my heart starts to freshen. The wound that I thought okay by now, appears to be fresh again.

"I-I'm sorry" I silently gets back.

"You should be" she firmly said to me.

I excuse myself from the table and go back lock myself in my room. Tears fall down my face, making sure to cover my cheeks with it. It hurts so much. It hurts to even think about it.