When Everything Falls (De Chaves #1)

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

From: Bellamy

I'm home. Are you asleep?

Huminga ako ng malalim nang matanggap ko iyong mensahe galing kay Bellamy. My heart was pumping rapidly, as if my body needed more blood than usual. The electrifying urgency of the reactant of my body made me shudder and I could feel every blood vessels palpitating.

My lips seemed to be torn off since my teeth kept of nipping it. The absence of the pain on my lips made me do it momentarily as I read the message from Bellamy. What was I thinking? What was wrong with me? Thinking about this whole seemed plotted ploy of Bellamy made me drain. He said that I take away his exhaustion— like I was an outlet to take away everything he feels. Unfortunately, the exhaustion that exuded from his body was diverted to me.

I was totally aware of his advances so I must not be this shocked or surprised. At hindi ko dapat iyon magustohan dahil alam ko kung anong klase siyang lalaki. I didn't need to have experiences to pinpoint it. But then, the alluring mist of adoration tugged me to the chasm of perplexity. I had never felt a strong flex of partiality to someone, nor did I pay attention to anyone. This was new and I knew that this was dangerous.

Jerking my thumb on the soft velvety texture of the box, I glimpsed at it with absolute admiration. Alam kong hindi ako dapat mahulog sa mga ganitong galawan ni Bellamy. He was no good, he was playboy— a ruthless playboy. But in all fairness, he was gentle and soft and caring man, setting aside his playboy side. Gnawing my tongue tightly, I nervously opened the box and saw the familiar pendant he picked. I saw a light from my lump glided an illuminated gleam through the side of the padlock pendant and it ended at the bottom with a sparkle.

This was so beautiful. I murmured underneath my breath. I fumbled my phone on my side as I decided to reply Bellamy. My hands were shaking as I cannot grasp at the perplexing reality of things right now. Agad akong nag tipa ng isasagot ko, my heart was trying to rip off my chest.

To: Bellamy

Hindi pa. Para kanino itong kwintas?

Hindi ko pa naibababa ang aking cellphone ay tumunog na ito sa panibagong mensahe. It was from Bellamy, of course.

From: Bellamy

Can I call?

Can he call? Right now? I didn't know. My hands were shaking and my mind seemed crippled. Bakit ba kasi ganito ang nararamdaman ko sa tuwing siya ang kausap ko? Where was the astute Cornelia? Why would I seem to neglect the fact that Bellamy was like a beautifully grown rose, atop were a blooming petals, deceiving such young gal, but the stem would be as dangerous as may seem, filled with thorns that may, in the end, rupture your bubble of unrealistic fantasies.

Right now, I knew that his perfect plotted endeavor of getting in to me was purposefully succeeding. Alam kong hindi ito pwede, I should stop myself from hoping so. But why it seemed so hard to maul this idea of him? Why would it be so hard to hate him? Wala siyang nagawang masama sa akin at wala akong rason para magalit sa kaniya.

Besides, aside from his subtle announcement of his affection— scratch that, infatuated fascination to me, he was a good friend.

Nag-ooverthink lang siguro ako. I was engrossed with the idea of him being a playboy that I neglected the fact that he was also a good company. Right now, I realized, it was easier to turn down those who are blatant to their feelings rather than those who are vague.

Nagtipa ako ng isasagot kay Bellamy.

To: Bellamy

Okay.