Trisha's POV
"what are you doing here?" naiinis kong tanong habang na iiyak parin ako.
"I was having a suppose to be nice dinner with my sister when I saw you wlked in the restaurant....then few minutes later you stormed off, is everything okay?" may halong tono ng pag-aalala sa boses niya.
"Don't act like you care Josh," inis na pinahid ko ang luha ko at kumuha ulit ng bagong sigarilyo sa hawak kong pakete.
umupo siya sa tabi ko habang pinag mamasdan akong himit-hit.
"parang kaylan lang nung inaaway mo kami ni Meg dahil na ngangamoy uso ng sigarilyo sa bahay niyo, tapos ngayon ikaw na itong eksperto sa pag sindi at pag hithit niyan." comento niya sa ginagawa ko.
"I learned from the best," sarcastik kong sabi saknya, at para mas lalo niyang ma gets, kunwari inalok ko siya nung hinihithit kong sigarilyo.
umiling lang siya.
"what do you want?" cold kong tanong sakanya habang nakatingin parin sa mga sasakyan na dumadaan sa harap namin.
"I just want us to talk," mahinahong sagot niya sakin.
"and what are we doing now?" sarcastic kong sagot sknya.
nandun parin yung pait at sakit sa nakaraan namin.
Yes, he is one of my ex-boyfriends.
and he is the last one I had.
"Jane--"
"Don't you ever call me that name again!" galit kong putol sa sasabihin niya.
napayuko nalang siya.
wala akong paki-alam kung mag trending nanaman ako sa kung anong social networking site dahil nandito ako parang pulubi na naka upo sa gilid ng kalsada, himihithit ng sigarilyo, at sumisigaw na parang loka-loka.
I DON'T CARE!
"Trish, what happened two yea--"
"One year and nine months..." correct ko sknya.
"What happened to us back then, I'm sorry." mahinang sabi niya sakin.
"sa tingin mo madadala ng sorry yung mga sinabi mo?" hindi makapaniwalang tanong ko sknya habang bumubuhos nanaman ang mga luha ko.
I think I'm fencing myself too much na hindi ko na nailalabas ang tunay kong nararamdaman.
hagang ngayon...
because of that damn Mr. De Guzman! lahat ng sakit na itinatago ko noon...here it is, infront of me.
parang bumalik sila lahat at paulit-ulit akong sinasaktan.
"I know saying sorry isn't enough, kaya nga ng nakita kitang pumasok sa loob ng restaurant, I made up my mind na babawi ako sayo..."
"why? because you saw how great I am right now kaya gagawin mong miserable nanaman ang buhay ko??!" naiinis at umiiyak pairn akong nakikiusap saknya.
kahit anong sabihin ko.
kahit gaano kasakit yung mga nangyari samin.
there is still this little comfort na nararamdaman ko kapag kausap ko siya.
"I hate you so much, from the core of the Earth to the core of Pluto!" mahinang bulong ko pero puno ng pait at pag hihinanakit na sabi ko sknya.
"I know....But, I want you to know na I was stupid back then, so stupid....I was stupid to say those words to you, to hurt you afterwards, and all the things that I caused you...I was stupid Jane. I was not thinking straight, I was slefish One year, nine months, and 13 days ago..."
itinapon ko yung sigarilyong hawak ko...
hindi narin ako maka gamit dahil sa sobrang iyak ko...Pero na tigilan ako sa sinabi niya.
it was nearly two years, and he still remembers.
"At habang buhay kong pag sisisihan yun Jane, habang buhay kong sisisihin ang sarili ko dahil sa mga masasakit na salita at ginawa ko sayo...I want to make it up to you, please let me."
gusto kong matawa.
the guy who caused me to be like this....
the guy who tattooed my mind that no one will love me as me....
Mr. Nathan Joshua, asking a second chance.
napa iling nalang ako.
I'm here because of Mr. De Guzman, not because of my stupid ex.
but, what happened?
"I hate you so much because you cannot get out of my mind!" inis kong sabi saknya and I let go of myself.
pinag susuntok ko siya habang umiiyak na parang bata na inagawan ng candy.
Yes, I am a business woman...
and my competitors are strictly keeping their names clean...
but, just like what I said, I don't care.
tama si Meg.
I have to live a life of a 20 years old woman.
then after a really long time, I feel home...
I am now again in his arms.
"I am so sorry Jane....I'm sorry." bulong niya sakin habang yakap yakap ako.
BINABASA MO ANG
One in a Million
General Fiction...if a they tell you that it is "one in a million" chance, all you have to do is to find "the one"