You Captured Me

Chapter 4

I was laying down in my bed, staring at my ceiling. I deeply sighed and pondered on what happened at dinner.

Dad never liked my chosen course. My mom supported me but Dad kept on persuading and convincing me to choose something else... something that would make me have a "financially stable" life... something that the world knows as "good careers"... jobs that are already praised by people and society, giving the notion that you will be successful if you choose this course or this job or this career.

But what about the people who don't want that? What about people like me, who would rather choose something else, other than what society dictates? What about the other careers? Aren't they as important and as interesting as the other ones? Why does success have to be labeled with underlying options of higher salary paid careers? Why can't my determination to choose my passion be enough to make me successful? Pinagbigyan niya lang ako but still, he wanted me to shift or change my direction.

That's what's wrong about the mindset of the world sometimes. They teach you to pursue what you want and be who you want to be, but in reality they want you to be the person they picture you to be.

I checked on my Messenger to distract myself from my overflowing thoughts. I saw that Aiden was active because of the green dot being visible in his profile. Binuksan ko ang profile niya at nakitang ang convo lang namin ay yung tungkol sa shoot na ginawa ko. Casual question and answer about the time and the location, nothing sweet. I smiled even so. Bakit kahit ang normal na usapan tungkol sa reqs ko ay kinasasaya ko?

Habang binabasa ang convo naming ay bigla namang nagpop up ang profile ni Trina.

Trina:
Siz, G ka ba next week? I already have tickets for all of us!

Ako:
G. Thank you, siz!

I went back to Aiden and I's convo while waiting for Trina's reply.

Trina:
No problema amiga, beauty rest na me. Love you!

I replied with "Good night. Love you!" and hit send. I put my phone on to my chest while I placed my other arm at my forehead, still staring at the ceiling. Trina invited us to watch a concert next week. Sa kagustuhan niya talagang sumama kami ay siya na ang bumili ng tickets para sa amin. Kami naman, makarinig lang ng libre ay papayag na agad. Sayang naman yung tickets. Besides, it's a concert of a local band that all of us are a fan of.

I heard a 'ting' on my phone. Tinaas ko ito sa paningin ko at binuksan. Pagtingin ko sa kung sino ang nagtext ay biglang nanlaki ang mga mata ko at napa-upo ako sa kama.

Aiden:
Amavi?

Napasapo ako sa aking noo. I mistakenly sent my reply for Trina to Aiden. ANG SABOG MO TALAGA, AMAVI LUMIEN! BA'T NGAYON KA PA NAKISALI SA 'NAG-WRONG SEND SA CRUSH' GROUP?! Siyempre yung sakin ay 'di naman sinasadya. Bumilis yung tibok ng puso ko. I groaned and turned on my bed with my face hitting the pillow. Gusto ko nalang lamunin ng lupa at 'wag nang magpakita sa mundo. It took me about a minute to compose myself before typing a reply.

Ako:
Sorry, Aiden! Wrong send! That was supposed to be for someone else. Sorry to disturb you!

Aiden:
Ohh

I deeply sighed. I still see him typing another message.

Aiden:
That was meant for who then?
Your boyfriend, perhaps?

My eyebrows furrowed at his reply. Teka, ba't mas concern pa siya kung sino yung sesendan ko kesa sa apology ko?

Ako:
Boyfriend? Wala naman akong boyfriend.

Aiden:
A suitor then?

Ako:
Wala rin akong manliligaw.

Aiden:
Hmmm
Ok then
You should sleep now.
Good night Amavi.