Taking Chances

5. I don't have a future figured out

Hindi niya alam.

May nalalaman ba si Doña Isabelle sa nangyayari sa kanila ni Pablo? She fell into a deep thought. Ano nga ba ang nangyayari sa kanila ni Pablo? Do they even have a relationship? Kasi right now, she doesn’t even know how to put into words the feelings she has for him. Hindi naman niya itatanggi that Pablo is special to her. Hindi naman siya papahalik dito kung hindi but then – ano siya para dito? Hindi niya talaga maintindihan.
Anong gustong iparating ni Isabelle sa kanya?

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“Señorito, nandito na tayo.”

Pablo opened his eyes when he heard Mang Tonio spoke. Agad siyang umibis ng sasakyan upang makapasok na sa mansion. He had been gone for almost two weeks, ni wala siyang balita sa nangyayari sa mansion. He didn’t have time to call or text Fatima to ask her how she was.

Nagmamadaling pumasok siya sa loob. It was late at night kung kaya’t wala na siyang inabutan doon. He wanted to see her sister so bad. Miss na miss na niya ito kung kaya’t umakyat siya sa taas para puntahan ito sa kanyang silid.

But then, as he was walking down the corridor, he saw the last person he wanted to see standing in front of him, smiling.

“Isabelle.” Sabi niya. Isabelle smiled at him, she walked slowly towards him, giving him a seductive look, she moved as if she was taunting him. He shook his head. How thick could she get?
Nang makalapit ito sa kanya ay ipinalupot naman nito ang mga kamay nito sa kanyag balikat. She moved her face closer to his face and inhaled his scent.

“Mahal ko…” Wika nito. Ang kapal ng mukha nitong tawagin siyang ganoon. He tried pushing her away but she wouldn’t budge. “Miss na miss na kita, mahal ko…” She kissed her neck.

“Fuck! Stay the hell away from me!” Tinulak niya ito, sumadlak ito sa lupa. “Ano pa bang gusto mo?!” He yelled.

“Ikaw!” Sigaw nito. She knelt in front of him and hugged his thighs. “Ikaw ang gusto ko. Make love to me, Pablo, please. I am begging you!” Halos bulong nang lumabas iyon sa bibig nito. He was surprised when Isabelle zipped down his zipped and took out his shaft.

“I missed this.”

“Fuck, Isabelle!” Halos ipagtulakan niya ito. Lumayo siya dito at muling inayos ang sarili.

“Kailangan ko pa bang magmakaawa sa’yo?!” She yelled at him. “Mahal kita! Alam kong mahal mo pa ako Pabi, please, take me back!”

“You are crazy.” Tumalikod siya.

“Pablo mahal kita!” Sabi nito.

“Mahal pa rin kita, iyon ba ang gusto mong marinig?” He asked her in a sarcastic tone. He faced her. Isabelle’s face lit up.

“M-mahal mo pa ako? Sabi ko na nga ba…” she was about to run to him when he said.

“You must be dreaming. The moment you chose my father, my love for you died. And it will never come back.”

Muli niya itong tinalikuran. Hindi niya alam kung saan siya dadalhin ng kanyang mga paa. All he knew was that he wanted to get out of that place, ayaw niyang makita si Isabelle at baka mapatay niya ito. Alam naman niya kung bakit ito nagkakaganoon. Pinag-isipan naman na niyang mabuti iyon – the moment he takes over everything – gumaling o hindi man ang kanyang ama, he will surely get rid of Isabelle.

He walked, and he walked until he found himself standing in front of the Chalet House in the middle. He didn’t even bothered knocking, alam naman niya kung nasaan ang spare key, he opened the door, entered the house and he tried figuring out kung nasaan ang kwartong hinahanap niya. He saw a glimpse of light inside the room in the middle. Pinuntahan niya iyon at saka siya pumasok. He made sure na tama ang kwartong pinuntahan niya.