Love n' Dear

Chapter 31: Surprised

Hinatid ako ni Liam at Lola, hindi na nakasama iyong ilang kapatid ko dahil may mga trabaho na sila. Sinabihan lang nila akong mag-ingat. Nagyakapan muna kami at umiyak lang ako nang umiyak dahil matagal na ulit ang pagbabalik ko.

Zero and I decided na magkahiwalay kaming pupunta para hindi mapansin ng kakambal ko. Pagsakay ko sa eroplano, nakaupo na siya sa tabi ko. Umirap na lang ako dahil mukha talaga kaming ewan kagabi. Naghanap kami ng yelo para hindi ganoon kapula o kapaga ang pisnge niya. Dagdag konsensiya pa kasi siya if ever man lumala.

Nag-stop over ulit kami sa Dubai at tumagal nang halos walong oras ang pagtigil namin doon. Hindi na ako nagsaya o nagtingin o nag-explore at tumigil na lang sa airport habang busy mag-phone. I took some photos of sky and me. Si Zero naman nanatili sa tabi ko, he asked question na bihira kong sagutin at siya rin ang nagdala sa akin ng pagkain ko. It's good to see na okay naman iyong pisnge niya. Naniniwala naman akong hindi masakit ang sampal ko, medyo oa lang taga siya.

Nakarating kami sa Greece ng quarter to three. Nakatambay na roon ang ilang mga dati kong bodyguards at binitbit nila iyong gamit ko.

I didn't know na madaling araw akong makararating dito. Akala ko tanghali para kung sakali man absent na lang ako but it seems that I need to attend my class. Hindi ko na nagawang magpakita kay Mama pagka-uwi ng bahay dahil baka harok pa rin sila sa himbing ng tulog. Gusto ko lang magpahinga dahil maaga na naman ang gising ko.

Apat na oras lang ang naging tulog ko dahil kinailangan kong mag-ayos at pumasok which is schedule na maaga for today. Hindi namin nakasabay sina Kyros at Karan sa hapagkainan kaya hindi ko naibigay ang pasalubong sa kanila. I gave my Mom kung anong binili ko at delicacies ang binigay kay Tito. Mukhang medyo galit pa rin siya sa nangyari sa amin ng anak niya. Naglagay nga ako ng letter doon, sana lang basahin niya, tho, paghingi ng paumanhin lang iyon.

Nagulat pa akong makita si Zero na driver ko para sa araw na ito. Akala ko babawi muna siya ng tulog or what. Okay lang naman siguro magpahinga but maybe, work is work, sabi nga niya, binabayaran siya.

Hinarap ko siya at inalis ang shades ko. Umiyak na naman ako nang umiyak bago umalis sa Pilipinas tapos kulang pa tulog ko. It was supposed to be eight hours not four hours.

"Malaki ba eyebags ko?" tanong ko. But instead of answering, he avoided my gaze. Ano na namang ginagawa niya? Maayos akong nagtatanong tapos babanatan niya ako ng pakeme niya.

"Mukha ng aasawahin ko pa rin," bulong niya at hindi na ako pumatol. Ano nga bang sagot ang makukuha ko sa isang stalker?

I quickly get off the car so I can go to my first class. The guard keeps checking me but I ignore him and tap my id so I can enter. I'm wearing a fitted denim pants and a polo shirt. Naka-schedule kasi na tuwing Wednesday, wearing this organization shirt is a mandatory.

Dalawang araw na nga akong liban, kailangan kong magpabibo tho, wala talaga ako naaral o na-review man lang. I don't have friends or even courage to ask my blockmates na pahingi ako ng notes. Medyo makapal naman ang mukha ko kapag ganoon.

Nakagugulat na masyadong maaga ang professor dahil nasa loob na agad siya, it's actually five minutes before our class time. He is standing there, looking at the index card we submitted first day of the class. If there's a recitation, I'm not confident that I can answer it. Like hello? I'm not here two days ago so what do they expect?

The room is already crowded and instead of sitting in front because I love sitting there. Pakiramdam ko kasi kapag nakaupo sa unahan top priority. Isa pa, I can easily understand the lesson and less destruction because my prof can easily catch us chatting or what. Tho, wala naman ako ka-chikahan dahil wala akong ka-close rito. Anyway, I have to deal listening to him at the back. The last meeting we had, I remembered na wala pa kaming forty students but I don't know now. It seems the number is double.

The class began, nagpaliwanag pa ang prof kung bakit kami marami at naintindihan ko lang ay isinama niya ang freshmen BSBA and I didn't get what he said after that because I'm trapped with students who love to talk. Ganito talaga kapag sa dulo ka napaupo, mostly maiingay sila at walang balak makinig.

Nagsimulang magtanong si Sir but no one bother to answer until someone raised his hand.

"Yes?" asked my prof, anticipating what this guy will said.

"May I go out?" the man asked. We all shout in annoyance. We thought he knew the answer but he just wanted to get out of the room.

"All of you, go out if you feel the need to do it." In a snap, many students leave the room and if I know they'll just cut this class. Nakahinga na lang ako nang maluwag kasi lumabas na rin iyong mga katabi kong magkakaibigan na sobrang daldal so I don't have to deal with them talking about nonsense things.

Mostly kasi pinag-uusapan nila is tungkol sa buhay ng ibang tao. I mean, why not look at yourself before worry others, right? I'm not a fan of people who talk behind someone back or talk with other's business like their own it when they just know a part of it. Narinig ko pa ang tungkol kay Luis tugkol sa laro nito but I chose not to hear it. That is his business, I'll just settle to what I know.

Few people came back but I ignore it. I'm busy jotting down some information. Notes are the best. I always believe that writing is equivalent to easy memorization, but of course it's not just only remembering, there should be comprehension, too lalo na kapag application ang question. But in terms of an exam, more on identification iyong naging prelims ko last week so I guess ganoon rin ang type ng exam ni Sir.

I suddenly feel someone rests his arm on my chair. I didn't bother looking, baka isa sa mga lalaking akala mo makukuha nila lahat ng babae. May mga tipo ng lalaki at babaeng ganoon, na akala mo ang ganda-ganda at gagwapo nila at walang sinuman ang makakapag-reject sa kanila. Tipong akala mo mga hari't reyna na sikat sa lahat. But sorry, I'm still here, someone who barely know anyone and someone who hates people. As far as I know, wala pang singkwenta iyong kilala ko kasama ang side ng magulang ko at dito sa Greece.

Naramdaman ko ang matagal nitong pagtitig so I turned my head and I was startled to see Luis being my seatmate.

Bakit siya nandito? Wala ba siyang klase? I actually forgot na itanong sa kaniya iyong napag-usapan namin dahil nag-panic nga ako sa pisnge ni Zero.

I decided not to lean against the back of the chair so our skin will not touch. I'm seriously listening to someone talking in front while my half of my mind is flying outside this room, thinking what is Luis doing here. Not until I feel something doing some circles on my hips. I look at Luis but he seems enjoying what he is doing.

"When did you arrive?" he asked, smiling ear to ear while pretending that he is attentively listening.

"Three am," I answered, hinawakan iyong kamay niya sa bewang ko para tumigil siya. Gladly, he stopped.

I looked at my watch and annoyed that we still have four minutes before this class will end. I want to walk away and freaking stay away from my seatmate.

Who said he'll stop? Again, his hand slipped inside my shirt. Now, I hate myself for wearing a polo shirt today. I want to pluck his hair or wring his neck. I keep blinking when his touch went upward until he reached his desired destination, my b**bs.

"What the freak are you trying to do, Luis?" I asked, confused what he is up to. I know that I'm lusting over his lips but what's with his mood now?

He looks innocent but his hand is a devil. I want his lips not his hand. I would probably be glad if he kissed me before doing this but no, this is still wrong.

I almost cursed loudly in Filipino when he cupped my left b**b. He leans over me, leveling his lips to my ear. "Relax, I won't s*ck it."

I flinched when he starts doing circles on my n*pples while I'm still wearing my underwear, a brassiere to be exact.

Is he high?

"Stop, get your hands off me." I'm dead serious here. I can play with him but not in this kind place. This is freaking public and I'm a private person. I have a character to live.

He licked his lips before whispering again. "Welcome back to Greece, my girlfriend."

Wow? Is this a warm welcome? Should I be glad that he bother doing it? Ngunit siya kaya i-welcome ko at sunggaban ang alaga niya.

Gladly! As fast as I can, I organize my things and walk away because my class ended. Why would he do this to me? To think na sa isang katulad ko pang walang ayos na tulog?

Recently, he made me think about his lips and now his hand? I mean, I love to play but he should also respect me. I only want his lips, a kiss and not his hands massaging my chest. But come to think of it I slightly enjoy it, but no way, still it scares me that he is changing every day. One day he's sweet, addicted to my lips, the next day he kisses me in my forehead, the other day he doesn't even kiss me and today he's addicted to my boobs. I really don't get him.

I didn't notice he is following me. I thought that he will go straight to hell. I want to shout, say that he should stay away from me but I refused and just ignore him.

"I'm sorry," he murmured.

I stopped walking becahse he is sorry? This guy is really funny. Does his sorry can subside my anger? That simply sorry can erase what he did to me?

I grabbed his arm and drag him to a place where people won't see or watch us.

"Who do you think you are?" I said really pissed off.

"Do you really think you have the right to do it just because we shared a kiss? Just because you give me sweets? Just because you are by my side when I faced my freaking fear? Just because I let you eat with me in a same table? Just because we've been calling each other at night? And just because you saw me crying and learn some part of my life?" I laughed after finishing my statement. He remained silent and seriously looking into my eyes.

Screw this kind of habit! It seems he's talking to me with his brown eyes that one time I adore for letting me feel that I am beautiful.

"Do you really think you are my boyfriend?" I paused and take out my phone, "And you said baby?" I laughed hard and opened my social media account, I scrolled down and deleted the picture of where it all started and to where Elle made this issue. Bakit ba hindi ko man lang nabalitaan ang isyung ito? It's been months at talagang pinatulan niya ang ganitong walang kwentang bagay. He should have waste his time practicing and to master his skills than indulging myself to me. Hindi iyong ang dami kong naririnig na ang pangit ng game niya these past few days. And why am I even worrying it?

"I deleted the freaking picture, now go away, satisfy yourself to death." I even show him my middle finger before leaving him.

Who is free? I cut classes today. Let's have fun.

I pretend that I have so many friends when in fact I just sent it to Elle.