His damn life

Chapter Number 69:

Aqua's POV

"What?! Bakit mo naman tinatakasan nung ganun yung lalaki?! Mukhang matagal ka nang gustong makita ulit tapos may ganon?"

I rolled my eyes. Kausap ko si Sam ngayon sa telepono at kinukwento ang mga nangyari kahapon.

"Ang speed naman kasi nya e ayaw ko pa nga bumalik ron sa pilipinas. Sayang yung sweldo ko kung mag babakasyon lang naman ako ron sa bansang yon."

"Ang awa ko naman ron kay engineer. 'Pag talaga nag back out yung engineer na yun sa project, ikaw sisisihin ko."

"I doubt that, Sam. He's a professional."

"Kilalang kilala ah. Sino ba kasi yung lalaking yun sa buhay mo, ha?"

"..." She doesn't know much about Vaughn cause I didn't tell her anything about him.

"Classmate lang. Have you heard the news? May tao na sa katabi kong condo!After 5 years na atang vacant yun, may tao na ulit! Kaso, hindi ko kilala yung may ari." Tinakasan ko ang topic.

"Baka gwapo! Go make your move, sis!"

"Gaga! I'll be a nice neighbour since I never really had a neighbour. I'll be nice, not flirty and weird!"

"Whatever you say. Basta 'pag gwapo update me ha!"

"Isusumbong talaga kita kay kuya Floyd."

"Wow pag si Floyd, kuya, tapos pag ako, Sam? Ang unfair mo!"

"Drama mo! Shoo na nga, mag aayos pa ako ng gagamitin sa shoot bukas."

"Oo nga pala, si Jariel ang photographer mo tomorrow ah."

"Okay, shoo, babye!"

I ended the call.

Bisitahin ko kaya Facebook ko?

Hindi ako nag fa-facebook mula noon at nag iba na ako ng account sa twitter at Instagram.

Kinuha ko ang laptop ko at binuksan ang Facebook ko.

What the?! Sabog ang notifs ko ha.

Mostly galing sa parents ko, at sa mga kaibigan ko ang mga message at tags.

I opened one tag and it's a picture of Flair, Kristen, and Aera wearing their graduation outfits posted by Flair.

'We made it! Incomplete, but we made it. I'm sure you made it too, @aquavillaruiz! We miss you a lot. If you ever think of coming back, our arms are well spread out to welcome you. Ingat ka lagi. May our paths cross again. Congrats to us!'

I started to tear up.

The f*ck? I thought I was done crying years ago?

I left without a single word so I should be responsible of my actions.

Next, messages.

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My friends updated me about their lives as if they were hoping that I would read it.

The recent messages from them are there pictures in their wedding.

Despite everything, they worked it out.

Good for them.

...

The next message I'll open is fron Vaughn.

*krriiingg*

Leche. Naistorbo pag eemote ko.

"Hello-"