I ran away. Ito, tumatakas na naman ako. I can't face him. I'm so scared that I would beg him to come back. I already hurt him, that's enough. Mas mabuti nang ganito, kaysa sa pahirapan pa namin ang mga sarili namin.
Tumigil ako sa pagtakbo nang makalabas ako ng building. Kukuhanin ko na sana ang phone ko para magpasundo kay Kuya when someone grabbed my arm. I felt my heart clenched. Sinundan ba ako ni Jude?
"Madel, we are very sorry. We're not informed na magpeperform pala sina Jude at Francine ngayon." A small ember of hope that ignited in my heart disappeared. Ang tanga mo naman para umasang hahabulin ka niya. You left him, remember?
"Let's go home," Jean said. Sumama ako sa kanila pauwi. Yes, I need to go home. Kailangan kong mag-isip isip at isaksak sa utak ko na wala na. Wala nang pag-asa.
"Call us if you need someone to talk to," Camille said. I nodded before closing the door.
I headed straight to my room. Balang araw, makakalimutan ko rin ang feelings ko para sa kanya. Darating ang araw na, I can have a closure with him. I can talk to him without trembling. I can make eye contact without breaking down and I can stop myself thinking about him.
Humiga ako sa kama at nilabas ang aking phone. Tumambad sa akin ang litrato nina Francine at Jude na magkahawak kamay sa stage. Great, what a life. Para hindi ako magmukhang bitter, I reacted heart.
I want to tell Jude that Francine isn't the girl na mabait, na sobrang humble, na walang tinatagong baho. Behind of her beautiful face, there, her dark and stinky side hides. Two months ago, I found out na siya ang dahilan kung bakit iyon sinabi sa akin ni Mommy Mary Cecille.
She want Jude alone. She's obsessed.
I was about to log-out when the devil's name popped out. She said, "Hindi ka ba talaga titigil? Pumunta ka pa talaga para makita siya. You are so pathetic."
Folds formed on my forehead. Papansin lang? I typed, "Ikaw dapat ang tumigil. Nananahimik ako rito."
She replied, "I'll make him dead."
I rolled my eyes, irritably. I don't care. Anong gusto niyang palabasin? Magseselos ako kapag nakita kong patay na patay sa kanya si Jude? Then ipapakita ko sa kanya na hindi ako apektado. Pity her.
Napatingin ako sa bintana. It's dark. Sobrang lakas na pala ng ulan. Sumasabay ba ito sa kalungkutan ko? Great, what a life.
"Bunso?" Kuya is knocking my door. "Labas ka."
I jumped to my feet and walked towards the door. As I opened it, agad akong napangiwi. He's just wearing his boxer shorts.
"Don't look at me like that, I know I'm hot."
"Ang yabang." I rolled my eyes. "Why did you knocked? You need something?"
"I think you need to talk to Jude."
I stared at him like an idiot and echo, "I think I need to talk to talk to Jude?"
"Yes, kanina pa siya sa labas. Nagpapaulan." I watched in confusion until he grabbed my arm. Hinila niya ako papunta sa bintana.
Nang hawiin niya ang kurtina, I saw Jude standing outside. Nakatingin siya sa bintana ko. He's already wet because of the rain. What the heck is he doing? Is this for real!?
"Talk to him," Kuya said and left me dumbfounded.
Without thinking twice, lumabas ako ng bahay. Marupok na kung marupok but I still care for him. He's a singer and actor for pete's sake, hindi dapat siya magkasakit!
"What are you doing here!? Go home!" I yelled. When his brown eyes met mine, I saw sadness...and pain. Damn, stop looking at me like that.
"Madel, I still love you. Please..." he gulped. "Please come back..."
