He's My Cousin!

[Ch.32] Paolo's Girlfriend

Hindi na ako magtataka kung wala nang nagbabasa nito XD Pero better late than never. Chos. Naumpisahan ko na kasi 'yung Ch.33 bago ko tapusin 'to kaya na-delay. Unedited, bear with meeeh.

Hindi drama ang chapter na ito baka mag-expect sa title. Haha. Time Check: 12:05 AM

[Ch.32] Paolo's Girlfriend

// Ayanna's Point of View

"It was my hand you let go of, not me," he said as we were heading our way towards the door, his voice almost a whisper. He slightly smiled, "I'll remember that." Then he walked past me. I did not know what to do. He was making things harder for me. I love him, all right. At alam ko sa sarili ko na hindi ko siya kayang tiisin pero sinusubukan ko pa rin. I'm doing all these to save ourselves and I hope that he'll realize that.

"Paolo," I called his name as he was pushing the door, my voice shaking.

Nasa may parking lot na sina mama at papa dahil nauna na sila matapos nilang bayaran ang bill. Nagpunta pa kasi ako sa wash room at inutusan naman ni Papa si Paolo na antayin na lang ako.

He looked back, "Kuya Paolo," he corrected me and that stopped me to take a step.

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Things do happen that way, maybe he was just being fair enough. Who am I to even protest against that? I definitely do not know where I stand. Isa pa, ito naman ang gusto ko. Ito naman ang desisyon ko and above all, this is the right thing to do.

"Paolo won't give up on you just that, Celine." Napatingin ako sa lalaking nagsalita sa tabi ko. Of course, it was Knave. Dumalaw siya rito sa Manila dahil daw graduation ko. Nakatutuwa nga dahil naalala pa niya kahit medyo matagal-tagal ko nang nasabi ito sa kanya. Namimiss ko na rin kasama si Knave rito sa bahay 'e, 'yung tipong pag may problema ako ay isang katok lang ay may makikinig na sa akin.

"Hindi naman 'yan sa give up give up, Knave 'e, maintindihing tao si Paolo. Alam niyang ginagawa namin 'to kasi ito ang tama," I reasoned out.

"Trust me—no, trust Paolo. Why can't you just do what you want?" he asked, his darting eyes fixed unto me. His hand glided its way to my shoulder. I felt comfort embracing my room that moment as though he took away all my anxieties within; although, at some point, his questions are making me cogitate. "Why, Copine?"

"You don't understand, Knave," I said, disappointed.

"I never knew you'd give up on him. I have encountered and supported people in the wackiest things they do, to their whims they plunge into, to the lethargy they confine themselves into, and you, Celine, even though everything is still running smoothly and people like me tolerate your doings, you yielded, you cut the rope." I looked at him. Thoughts were running inside my head. Why did I really do these things?

"So," I paused and looked sharply at him. "You've done all of those things and said all those things just because you wanted to know what we will do? How we would react? To what extent we could manage? Is that so, Knave? Wow, just wow," I said in disbelief. Sinapo ko na lang ang noo ko gamit ang palad ko. "All along I thought you were—"