Ready For It?

Chapter 24

Chapter 24

It's a night before bed. I leaned my back on the couch in my bedroom as I'm scrolling through my Twitter feed. I was about to scroll faster but a tweet caught my attention.

The tweet came from an account with a gibberish username. Wala siyang profile picture at weird ang pangalan.

"Not all men are unfaithful and not all women are faithful. See this for yourself." Sabi pa sa tweet.

There are pictures below. The first four pictures are screenshots. First picture is Emanuel's Facebook comment on a sweet post. He mentioned my name, resulting for my name to appear with bold letters.

The remaining pictures were replies from my classmates, including my reply. Maging ang pagtawag ni Emanuel sa akin ng love ay naroon din.

The second four are screenshots of Emanuel's sweet post. Those are more recent, at naka-tag iyon sa akin. Still, hindi nawala ang pagtawag niya sa akin ng love. I commented on them. I thanked him and also called him love.

The third four are pictures of me and Emanuel during the Provincial meet.

The fourth four are stolen shots of me and Quinn. I was leaning on his shoulder in the first picture. He's running his fingers on my hair on the second one. The third picture was him wrapping his arm on my waist. The fourth one was a picture of him, taking a nap while I'm running my fingers through his hair.

Hindi pa natapos ang thread. May tweet pang idinagdag doon. I heaved a deep sigh before reading it.

"Your "love" is being sweet on you, tagging and mentioning you in every single sweet post, adoring and appreciating your beauty. Then you'll do this in return? You're being this close and sweet to your "friend"? Girl, isn't your "love" enough? Or maybe you never loved him at all?"

Pakiramdam ko ay naubos ang character limit niya kaya ipinagpatuloy niya ang thread sa ibang tweet.

To make this long drama short, you're cheating on him with your best friend. Anuman ang relasyon niyo ni Emanuel, magkasintahan man o hindi, may label man o wala, basta may nararamdaman at nagpapakita kayo ng motibo sa isa't-isa, nanloloko ka pa rin sa kanya.

Kumunot ang noo ko habang binabasa ang tweets. Kung makapagsabi siya ay parang mas alam niya kung ano ang namamagitan sa amin ni Emanuel at sa amin ni Quinn.

Yes, Emanuel and I were flirting but we already quitted it and chose to be friends instead. Our endearment "love" became a friendly endearment. We don't even use it often after that "flirting" drama.

I should stay unbothered in this kind of situation. Alam ko sa sarili ko na hindi iyon totoo. Besides, hindi ako pumapatol sa tweets na gawa ng account na may username na parang plate number.

I took screenshots before turning off my phone.

Minutes later, I realized that I didn't saw who liked or retweeted that tweet. Someone whom I'm following must have liked or retweeted those. Kung hindi ay hindi ko naman iyon makikita sa aking Twitter feed.

I tried to look at it again but I couldn't see the tweet anymore. Maybe it was deleted or it just didn't blow up.

I looked at the screenshots pero hindi ko nasali sa screenshot ang pangalan ng nag-like o retweet.

Inilagay ko na lang ang phone sa study table at ibinagsak ang sarili ko sa kama.

"It's alright, Ylona. No one would notice and pay attention to that tweet. Now, just pray and sleep." I told myself.

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Kinabukasan ay naging tahimik ang buong classroom sa pagpasok ko. They are staring at me, as if they'll devour me any minute or even second from now.