Christmas Bet

Chapter 2

I was going to the restroom but realized that I didn't have anything. I don't even have an extra shirt or even a jacket. I'm really pathetic. I slapped my face using both my hands. "Get it together Christ, you're strong. Don't be weak" I'm like an id*ot talking to myself, but suddenly someone interrupted my cr*zy moment. A man with glasses leaning on the wall with a book and a P.E uniform in his hands looked at me with amusement in his eyes. He looks familiar, maybe one of those famous figures here on our campus, but I don't care anyway. I just want to live in peace. I don't want my life to be complicated by getting involved with some famous figure. He walked towards my direction with his smiling face. "Here!" He said and offered the P.E uniform he was holding earlier. I sighed and just accepted it because I didn't have a choice. "Thanks" I shortly replied. I was planning to take my leave, but he suddenly bowed his head with his apologetic face. I't sounds genuine, but I'm confused about why he's apologizing to me. He noticed by confused expression "I'm Jake, Thomas cousin. I just came here in Philippines yesterday, but Thomas doesn't know. I'm from USA, but I'm staying here for good. I'm---- I didn't continue listening to what he was going to say. I turned my back and walked away. Maybe because his Thomas cousin that I also don't want to be close or have a connection with him. "Hey! wait for me" he shouted after I left him behind. He walked beside me and continued talking nonsense, but I just ignored him. "I'm too tired, I just want to go home."

After I change my uniform, I check myself first in the mirror. Thanks to Jake, I can change my clothes and still attend to my next class. Jake is still waiting for me outside, reading his book with his glasses on. He's my type,. A thin but not too thin and he probably has good grades. That's what my instinct says.

We're on our way to our room but all the students are looking at us, probably because of this man by my side. He's handsome, I admit, plus he also has this friendly vibe around him. The girls keep whispering and giggling around. I rolled my eyes and kept walking faster.

I saw Thomas sitting beside my chair. He looks baddass with his snake tattoo on his left neck. I actually hate tattoos, but Thomas tattoos is different. It looks perfectly fine with him, just like his character, a venomous snake. "Hey! Why did you leave me behind?" Jake shouted, making the whole class look at us. I heard someone's whispering, curious about whom this man was. I sat beside Thomas because there was no other empty seat beside him. He looked pissed looking at his cousin." Hey bro! Surprise" Jake said with a smile on his face to his cousin. "What are you doing here?" Thomas asked, still wearing the pissed and annoyed expression on his face. "Didn't you miss me bro?" Jake asked and acted like kissing him, but Thomas stopped it with his hands. Jake personality is really far from his appearance. He looks cool on the outside but very playful and dumb inside.

When the next professor arrived, Jake left the room because he belonged to another class. The prof kept discussing, but Thomas kept giving me some letters, but I still ignored him. I'm still pissed at him and I will surely ignore him. I have my words. Thomas finally gave up. That's what I thought, but he suddenly grabbed my notebook and pen, causing me to face him. He wrote something in the notebook and showed me the "Sorry" letters. I grabbed my notebook from his hand and ripped it apart. I saw his shocked and unexpected expression. I am thankful that we are sitting at the back and no one is probably looking at us right now. I threw the ripped paper at his face and said "Don't talk to me" I said in a low voice, making sure that no one would hear me except him. He looks hurt, but why would he feel hurt? It doesn't matter anyway, it's his fault.

All class indeed, but I didn't see Thomas after what I did to him earlier. I don't know where he went, but I don't care anyway. I was on my way to the storage room, the students were already leaving one by one. Probably because it was already 5 in the afternoon, but I still needed to clean the storage room. Maybe Thomas will be there.

The room is very dark and there's so much dust around, like no one cleaned the room for almost a year. Like what the h*ck? I tried to find the switch and turn it on, but to my surprise I punched someone in the face when it's suddenly whispered to my ears. I saw Thomas massaging his nose and looking pissed. "What do you think you are doing, Christy?" he shouted. I trembled when I saw blood on his nose and it just sinked into me the padlock I was holding in my hand that I used to punch Thomas. I bit my lips and didn't know what to do. I looked shocked and at the same time scared. Thomas noticed my expression and just realized the blood on his hands. He sighed and looked at me. "It's okay" he said, planning to cheer me up, but I couldn't stop trembling when I noticed that the bleeding wouldn't stop. I grabbed his hands and dragged him to the infirmary room. He didn't say a word and just let me grab him.

The school nurse treated him and after a while she was done. The nurse just gave me some instructions and left afterward. I sat beside Thomas who was lying on the bed right now with his eyes closed. "The nurse told me that you should rest at home until you're fully healed." I said, looking at the floor. I feel guilty of what I did to him. "It's your fault" He said, trying to make me feel bad. And it's really effective because I feel really, really guilty right now. "I won't accept your apology", Thomas said. That makes me feel pissed. "I already apologize, and I'm seriously concerned right now, but here you are still acting this way" I said, and my voice cracked. I feel like crying. I'm seriously concerned about him right now, but he's making me pissed. Thomas laughed and I looked at him with disbelief.

"That's more like you Christ" he said. I punched his stomach, but not so hard that it made him groan a bit. "You should take responsibility. It's your fault anyway," he said. I just kept silent because I also agreed with what he said. Because the thing I really hate is being indebted to someone. That's why until he's not fully healed I'm still indebted to this man.

We were on our way back home, and I decided that I should drive him instead. Our surroundings are already dark, there are already stars in the sky, and it's so silent that I can already hear my own heart beat. I can already feel the cold breeze in the air and what makes me anxious is the man at my back who's hugging me right now. I don't understand this feeling. All I can tell is I don't hate it. Thomas leaned his head on my shoulder, his arms were on my waist, and his hands were on my stomach. The air is cold, but I feel hot all over me. This is the first time I felt this way and that's only made me more confused. I don't know how to manage this feeling, but I know that I can't stop it.