Hate Over Heels

PROLOGUE

"Parang do'n lang, nagagalit ka na?"

I felt my free hands, slowly turned as a fists as I hear those words. I tightened my hold against my thumb as I hear those words.

My eyes swiftly moved to her. It became siren and I knew to myself it was a sharp stare against her.

"You don't know how much I suffered, Zai," nagpipigil kong katwiran.

I want to be rude, but thank heavens I stopped myself.

Zai rolled her eyes before she put her drink on the table. "Because you don't tell us how you suffered! You even didn't tell us what happened!" reklamo niya.

I took a heavy sighed before looking nowhere. She's right.

But no. I don't really have any strength to tell her—or them what happened. Or what I suffered. Or how does it affected me so much. Wala akong lakas.

"But that's not a valid reason to invalidate my feelings, Zai," angil ko.

I know, I'm being unreasonable. Masyado ko 'tong pinaglalaban, sa hindi ko malamang dahilan.

Masyado ko sigurong pinaglalaban 'tong nararamdaman ko. I always want to validate this negative emotion—I always trying to justify my wrong actions.

I knew to myself that this isn't good for me. Walang mabuting dulot ang galit. But I'm always feeling it, as if it's a part of me.

After my dilemma, I heard Zai took a deep breath. "Fine. I'm sorry for what I've said, Aviel. I was wrong for saying that." Muling bumalik sa kanya ang tingin ko. And yes, I could say that she's serious—it was sincere.

Unti-unti rin akong tumango, accepting it. The fists formed by anger suddenly disappear.

"But I will tell you, Aviel, hindi ka namin maiintindihan—o 'yang nararamdaman mo if you will not share or say it. Hindi namin maiintindihan kung saan ka ba talaga nanggagaling," she explained, calmly.

I slowly nodded, accepting that I have fault—that I have mistake, too.

Zai and I talked for a few hours. Yes, literally for hours. Masyadong matagal dahil sa tagal na rin naming hindi nag-uusap at nagkikita. Well, I chose not to. Hindi ako nagpapakita ni nakikipag-usap sa kanila—after what happened.

After our meet up, nagpaalam na rin kami ni Zai sa isa't isa. She even insisted to ride me to home, but I refused. Ilang beses niya pang pinilit but still, I refused.

Kaya ang ending? Pagod na pagod akong umuwi ng bahay.

Not because of the meet up but because of the traffic! It's so boring, the heck.

Nang makauwi na ako ay pagod na pagod kong hiniga ang sarili sa sofa.

It was exhausted. I don't even know why I'm tired, eh I'm literally used to Manila's everyday traffic. Parang ngayon ko nga lang ata naramdaman 'to, eh.

I let my whole body rest. Thank heavens umabot ang paa ko sa sofa. Well, I'm not really that tall.

Pikit na pikit ang mga mata ko habang inaaalala ang mga nangyari and I knew to myself, it will take forever before I tell them what really happened.

Halos mainis na ako sa galit kanina, paano pa kaya kapag kwinento ko na ng buo?

I took 30 mins. resting when I felt my phone vibrating.

Hindi ko na sana sasagutin pero nakaiirita ang pagva-vibrate ng phone ko. I didn't even check who is it.

"Hello?" I said in some what, annoyed voice.

"Miss Vi! I found something! May ka-partner ka na!" I heard Sally, my secretary, excitedly said.

Kulang na lang ay mangisay siya sa pagkakilig.

"Hmm? Good, papasok naman ako bukas, I'll check kung sino. Baka naman magkita kami, ano?" I said, wala na ang irita sa boses.

I just hope matino ang magiging ka-partner ko.

"Pero..."

Kumunot ang noo ko sa pahabol ni Sally. I knew if she has something to say.

"What is it?"

"You two went to same School," she said. I heard the noises from her line, she's like flipping some pages of a paper or something.

I nodded. "Oh? Senior High? College?"

It was a minute of silence before she says something. "High School..."

My world almost stop. What the heck?

Napabangon ako mula sa pagkakahiga nang marinig iyon. "Who the hell is that, Sally?!" I hysterically said.

"Costin Sta. Mendoza, Miss..."

I felt how my phone slipped away from my hands because of my loosened grip.

What the heck?