"Let's play, Trish?" Meg suggested. We are taking a rest; we just arrived here in my condo and still not able to change our clothes.
"What game you want to play?" I asked as I went to the refrigerator, of course, to get water like the usual.
I heard her chuckled. Natatawa rin akong tumingin sa kaniya. "What?"
"Nothing. I was thinking of playing something that has life."
She chuckled and I frowned. "What the hell, Meg?"
"Joke lang pero akala mo naman hindi mo gusto." She then laughed. Nailing na lamang ako. "Let's play chess. My chessboard is still here with you am I right?"
I nodded. "Naroon sa itaas ng cabinet ko. Kukuhanin ko mamaya. I'll just take a shower, okay?"
"Sige." Nahiga siya sa kama. Ako naman ay dumiretso sa aking closet.
Kumuha lamang ako ng damit at saka dumiretso na sa CR. Hindi ako mabilis maligo pero hindi rin mabagal.
I exit the door while drying my hair using my white towel. I am only wearing a jersey short and a loose blue plain shirt.
I was busy drying my hair when she caught my attention.
"Bakit may mga nakalista ka ritong mga gamot?"
In an instance, I looked at her. My eyes grew bigger in shock when I saw her holding my notebook. My body went to her voluntarily. Hinablot ko sa kaniya ang aking itim na gamit. The hell!
"You knew that I don't want those who are invading my privacy but why do you keep on doing it, Meg?" I couldn't help but shout. She just invaded my privacy and that's the last thing I want to happen.
Kumukulo ang dugo at nag-iinit ang ulo ko. I don't know why she needs to see my notes.
Shock could be seen in her barely face.
"Why don't you just answer my question, Trish?" She's stuttering. "I was just asking why yet you're mad. You are making me think you're hiding an important matter to me."
I heaved a deep sigh; I need to relax myself. I averted my gaze from her. I took my bag in the vanity table beside the bed and slid my notebook inside.
"Don't do that again, Meg. Seriously, I don't want you invading my things."
I heard her smirked. I looked at her. She's playing with her nails while looking at the floor.
"You don't want me tampering your things yet you are hiding things from me."
She looked at me; her face is asking for answers. "What do you want me to do?"
I looked at her eyes. Nevousness, sadness, madness, and eagerness to know something could be seen in her black pair of orbs.
"I'm going to tell you, Meg. You just need to wait, okay?"
"Wait?" Now she's mocking me. "Wait until when, huh? Wait until hurt becomes a natural feeling for me?" She stood up.
I scaratched my temple. "Wait until I am able to tell it to you."
Nag-iwas na naman siya ng tingin. "I don't understand why you kept on keeping it with yourself only. I feel like I am not your girlfriend. I feel like I am not enough. I feel like I am not worthy for you to tell everything—"
I stopped her. "Enough! You are overthinking again, Meg! When will you stop doing that?"
"When you stop hiding things from me!" she shouted. Now she's full.
"I said I still can't, Meg, don't you understand?" Nauubusan na ako ng pasensya.
She shakes her head. "I understand, Trish. What I don't understand is you who kept on hiding things. I knew it's your privacy but I guess I deserve to know it. You pretended that you don't know me before and now you're hiding secrets from me. I don't know what to feel anymore."
I became silent. It hit me. I know what she's asking for. She seeks for answer yet here I am, can't answer it today.
"Don't tell me you are sick, Trish?" Her voice cracked. I looked at her with fully grown eyes.
My lips trembled. "I am not, Meg. I just wrote that because it was needed in my class, okay? Don't think too much. I am not sick." I had to tell that reason, hoping to patch the doubt.
Lumapit ako sa kaniya. Saka ko siya niyakap nang mahigpit. I looked at the ceiling; I stopped my eyes from providing a tear. I shouldn't cry. Yes, I shouldn't. This is not going to be my downfall.
Hindi ko maramdaman ang pagganti niya sa yakap ko.
I am not sick. I am really not. I don't know what to think anymore.
"But why do I feel that you are?"
That added burdens for me to carry. I don't know what to do anymore. "I am not, Meg. I really am not. I am healthy, yes, I am healthy. Don't worry about me."
"How could you say that? How could you say for me not to worry? I am worried about you, okay?"
"Please stop worrying, Meg. I am not sick. . . I will never be sick."
Kumalas siya sa pagkakayakap sa akin at saka naiiling na tiningnan ako.
"You are not sick but I am, Trish. . . I am sick of you not telling me about your problems. I am sick of everything, Trish! Palagi mo na lang akong sinasaktan."
Her eyes shed a tear and it cut my hearts into pieces. I don't wanna see people crying especially girls but what hurts me more is seeing the girl I love crying in front of me. . . because of me.
I was about to hold her but she refused. Dumagundong ang mundo ko sa mga salitang lumabas sa bibig niya.
"Let's take a break, Trish."
My eyes widened in disbelief. Nang maka-recover ay mariin akong umiling. "No," I mumbled, stuttering. "'Wag break, Meg. I don't want it. You are my rest, Meg, please don't break up with me," I begged.
Lumuhod ako sa harapan niya at hinawakan ang dalawa niyang kamay. Tears fell down in my cheeks.
Looking at her swollen eyes weakened me more. The thought of her leaving me for the second time is killing me. I want her with me, I want her always beside me. I don't wanna lose her again.
Nagsisisi na ako. I should tell her now but I still can't. Pain and other pain will just embody if I tell her now.
The tick-tock of time seems to be slower than usual when I saw her shake her head.
"Maybe we are not meant for each other, Trish. I already gave you my all yet you can't even trust me. Just come back when you can fully trust me already. I'm sorry, I am leaving you."
More hot luquids exit my eyes. "Iiwan mo na ba talaga ako?"
He bit her lower lip and then nodded. She didn't answer.
"But you are my rest, Meg, yet you will leave me?" Our eyes collided. The deepest ocean of emotions will be her eyes for now. Momentarily, I want to disappear and if this is a nightmare, I want to wake up.
"Yes, I am your rest, Trish, but how about me? I need rest, too. I'm really sorry, I am leaving."
Right after she wiped her tears, she turned her back on me. Nakita ko pa siyang natigilan at saka dumiretso palabas ng pinto.
Wala na akong nagawa kundi ang panoorin siyang iwan ako at maglakad papalayo.
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