Remnants of Our Drowned Love

Chapter 8

Olie took care of me whole night, she pulled an all-nighter observing me while responding to her emails.

Bakit niya ba ginagawa 'to?

Feeling close rin, ah!

"Patricia...she's my childhood friend, she offered me this job because I need to go out of the country, siya naman kailangan niyang umuwi dahil nando'n ang pamilya niya, easy." Olie chewed her toasted bread. We're not that awkward around each other, tila bumalik kami sa unang araw na pagkikita namin, we're this comfortable too that night.

Alas-singko ng madaling araw palang ay gising na kami, hindi ko alam na ganitong oras din ito nagigising, we watched news kaso nag-uusap lang naman kami.

I adjusted my position moving closer, close as in magkadikit na ang braso namin. I actually like her warmth this early morning kahit hindi ako sanay na may kasama sa bahay. My comforter wrapping her half body like a month old baby, siya pa ata ang galing sa sakit.

I'm feeling better than ever.

"Ayaw nga kitang tanggapin, but she's so grumpy and insist you're even over qualified."

"Duh totoo naman — bakit ba ayaw mo akong tanggapin? Maganda, magaling — hand me my coffee please." Inabot ko naman ang kape niya since she asked nicely. I remained silent.

Pansin ko ang pagka-conyo niya. Nakakapagtaka na hindi ako naiirita.

"Hoy ano nga? Takot ka bang ma-realize na mas magaling ako sa 'yo?"

"Ang kapal." Inilapag ko ulit ang tasa niya ng i-abot niya, grabe tamad na tamad. "Ayaw lang kita dahil may nangyari sa atin. Valid reason! I hate seeing you on your first week really." Iling kong sabi, nagpatunog pa ako na para bang disappointed.

I don't think I need to hide that fact, I mean, we hated each other until today, I guess, kapag nasa work.

Olie looked up and she has this innocent smile again — she always use that but I know better that her thoughts were exactly the opposite of innocence — though... she looked innocent so I'll believe that she is...

Not when she suddenly leaned in, placing her hand against my chest in the process, fuck it, tingles run all over my body at nagtataasan lahat ng balahibo ko lalo nang lumapat ang labi niya sa akin. I shut my eyes close, feeling her lips. She's kissing me, fucking 5am, in my penthouse, no one's complaining and my hands are very participative it's even pulling her on her nape as I kiss her back, I swear, may sariling buhay ang kamay ko.

My eyes fluttered open once she pulled away.

It wasn't intense like the first ones yet it got me electrified still.

"I understand..." she whispered and pecked my lips again. "But maybe I have my ways to you."

Putangina. Montealondre.

Nang tumayo siya ay naiwan parin ang kamay ko sa ere, agad na hinanap ng palad ko ang mainit niyang balat, napayuko ako, ano 'yun!? ANG BILIS!

She left my place after making sure that my temperature came back to normal, pinaki-usapan lang nito si Patricia kagabi na ito muna ang mag-asikaso ng ibang papers. Pinaabot pa niya talaga sa NYC ang gawain. Bandang huli kay Patricia rin pala ang bagsak.

And now that I'm stuck here at home, wala akong magawa kaya tinawagan ko nalang ang kaibigan kong si Yael — the Groom, kapangalan niya si Kuya.

Tatanungin ko lang kung ano bang dapat suotin, baka kasi mamaya mas mag muka pa kaming ikakasal ni Olie, geez.

Hindi na ako nagtaka kung bakit tanging white lang ang color code nila, Yael's family was a bit religious, white symbolizes purity. Buti nga at napapayag niya pa ang pamilya niya na sa beach ikasal.