PART 2

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PART 2: Suspicious 

It was one hell of a week since he passed out in the hospital. It was one week after his operation but none of them messaged what happened to Deb.


Tito? Tita? How is he?


I have a Twitter account and I posted our conversations with Deb before he got admitted to the hospital. All those pick-up lines that he told me were all posted on my account. I even posted the conversation with his parents since they also support our friendship. I posted my poems for him as well.


I received many DMs from my friends on my Twitter account and they were rooting for us too.


"Joyce! Kinikilig ako sa inyo tangina parang Wattpad love story niyo"

"Hoy siiis! I will pray for Deb as well. Stay strong!"

"Hoy gaga umiiyak ka ba diyan? Mabubuhay yang prince charming mo"

"Dzai okay ka lang?"

"Stay Awake, Joyce. De joke lang"


I really love the feeling that everybody is supporting me with my love life. It gives me hope that everything will be alright.


Well, I can't say that I already have a "love life" since we don't even know each other personally. I don't even know where he lives. But I don't care. What really matters now is for him to stay alive.


I always pray for you, Deb.


My co-chess players knew about Debron and they were also worried. They also comforted me and tried to make me laugh. It was 7:30 in the evening when Kuya Banjo and Ate Joan messaged me.


"Joyce, diba ito yung mukha ni Debron na sinasabi mo?"


Kuya Banjo sent me pictures of Debron. He looks so happy. I wonder how he is now.


"May nakita akong account na kamukha ni Debron baka poser yang ka-chat mo" Ate Joan said.

"Hindi naman ata poser si Deb. Nagsesend nga siya ng itsura niya sa hospital eh." I opposed.

"Anak, sa atin lang to ha? Parang tama sina ate at kuya mo. Baka poser nga itong si Deb. Ayokong masaktan ka." My mom said.


I mean, who the heck would think that he was faking where in fact he was sending me what's going on in his life. His parents were even sending me messages about him.


My phone notification popped.


It was his dad.


"Anak, gising na si Deb."


And suddenly, my heart was filled with hope. Thank God! His operation went successful!


So I let my parents know about it and they were relieved as they heard the news about Deb. I knew you wouldn't leave me, Deb. Thank you.


After that tragic week, a brighter day has welcomed me. We were back again sending messages with each other. I think we already fell in love with each other—fell in love with each other's words.


"Good morning, Wiwihae! Kamusta ka na diyan?" I greeted.

"Good morning, Looove! Okay lang ako. I miss you. Kiss naman diyan" He replied.


Everything was sweet. Everything was lovely. Everything was fine. I think I'm loving him more and more.


"Wiwihae! Video call nga tayo. Gusto kong makita yung mukha mo eh. 'Di ko pa kasi nakita."

"Gusto mo talaga akong makita, Love? Hahaha pangit ako sa personal"

"Kahit voice call na lang, Wiwiii! Sige na please"

" Ayokooo. Pilitin mo 'ko" He refused.


It's funny that we haven't even heard each other's voice. We didn't even have any video calls with each other. Debron is being so shy but I don't mind. I still love him.


"Anak Joyce, pwede ka bang bumisita dito sa St. Lukes? Gusto kang makita ni Deb. Sagot ko na pamasahe mo." Tito said. He personally messaged me on Facebook.


Wow! For real? Am I gonna see him in person? That would be great then! I told my mom that Deb wanted to see me in person. Well, it will also be an opportunity for me to meet his parents. My mom talked with his dad through messenger and they agreed with it. My dad even wants to buy him shoes! He wants me to ask Deb about his shoe size but Deb was too shy because he don't want us to spend money for him. My dad wants to pay my plane tickets but Tito insisted to pay the fare for me.


"Love, sabi ni papa bibisita ka raw dito? Kantahan mo ko ah?" Debron said.

"Kahit mag co-concert pa 'ko diyan! Excited na 'kong makita ka, Wiwihaaeee!" I replied.


It was the month of August and we have a program at school. Tito booked my ticket already and I'm so excited!


"Joyce, ano ba isusuot mo sa Spirit Night?" my friend asked.

"Hindi ata ako sasali. Bibisita ako kay Deb sa St. Lukes eh." I answered.


One more week and I will get to see you in person, Deb. So here we are again making time with each other through social media.


"Next week pupunta na 'ko diyan, Wiwihae hihi kaya magpagaling ka na ha" I said.

"Excited na nga rin ako, Love. I can finally see my precious gem yiieee kilig ka na naman hahaha" He said.

"Accept mo nga ako, Wiwihae. Ang tagal na nating nagchachat tapos di man lang tayo friends sa Facebook." I replied.


It took a couple of minutes after he made his reply.


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"Hindi naman kailangan 'yan. Kumain ka na ba?" He asked.

Half of me wanted to believe that he is honest with me—that he's not what others think he is. I fell in love with him already. He's a good guy and his words are sincere. I don't want to believe that he's trying to catfish me.

I really don't want to judge, but he's being suspicious.

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