Chapter 15: Platonic And Partners-in-Crime

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James' POV

It has been almost three good years since we became the best of friends. Nasanay na kami na palaging magkasama. As the fruitful friendship was the subject of choice, a mutual feeling was the common denominator.

Parang we are more than just friends...pero less than lovers.

She calls our feelings as, "platonic".

I label us, partners-in-crime

We are now in college. Yay!! Taking up different courses: she is taking up Architecture, and I landed myself into Civil Engineering. Iba-iba yung gusto namin...at ayaw naming magpush through sa isang kurso dahil lang iyon ang gusto ng isa.

I could still remember the night before enrollment for the freshman year.

"I'm taking up Civil Engineering. Ikaw?" I asked out of curiosity.

She breathed deeply, "Architecture."

"You okay?"

She sighed, "Yeah, I'm cool. Anxious lang siguro, but not unsure."

I sure did get her message, "I could sign myself up for subjects para sabay pa rin tayo."

"No. I said I'm cool. I could meet new friends." then hung up the phone.

She was sweet but not clingy. She may want to keep up with me but for over the years, she has been pretty good at holding back. And I get the message.

She's afraid of attachment.

But over those years, the things we do together were never just platonic. Parang nag-level up naman. Well, at least for me, it is not.

Baka ako nga lang ang nagbibigay ng kahulugan.

Like when we go for a long walk to the park just to see the sunset. Trip niya yung ganun. Long walk sa may beach na naka-barefoot. Medyo awkward nga, kasi naka-skirt siya for her uniform. We usually carry along her guitar. Hindi kumpleto yung hapon kung walang kantahan.

From four in the afternoon until right about seven in the evening, nauubos lang namin ang oras sa pag-uusap tungkol s mga bagay-bagay -- plans for the future, projects together, destinations, adventures, and settling down with our partners.

"Partner? Settling down?" Naitanong ko sa kanya. Sinabi nya kasi na by the time she turns 23, she wants to be engaged.

She nodded, "Oo. Kasi yung engagement, it takes another 2 years to know whom you plan to marry." Tapos tumawa siya, "Baka sakali, okay na yung lahat...tapos after the engagement, tsaka mo malalaman na sadista pala yung fianceé mo. Diba, ang horrible non?"

Napatawa ako sa sinabi niya. "Eh paano pag na-engaged ka na sa iba tapos malalaman mong ako pala yung gusto mo?" Inirapan lang niya ako, na mas lalo ko namang ikinatuwa.

Binato niya ako ng bag niya, "Ewan ko sa'yo." At natawa na lamang.

These things, these simple random things that made my life a little brighter.

She sings while I strum the guitar, and then we switch places. Kasi give each other a chance naman daw.

But what send shivers down to my spine is when she sings and strums the guitar. Para akong natatameme.

One time, I cracked a joke to her. "Wag mo akong haranahin... Nahuhulog na ako sa mga kanta mo."

She threw a questionable look at me and raised an eyebrow. Parang naiinis siya dahil ayaw niya sa ideya o kaya ay sa akin. It created a rather painful feeling deep inside. Like it was such a one bittersweet agonizing torture, being with her without having her. Nakakatuliro, natotorete na rin ako...

If only you could feel how I feel right now, you'll know how this hurts somewhere deep inside me. Hindi mo na sana ako napapahirapan pa nang ganito.

Nadine's POV

After almost three years, our friendship has been all too well. But I can never deny regretting over the decision I've had when I rejected him during his courtship, and chose to be friends with him.

I always have. Every single day. It's like being tortured in a world you once created. You know how it works, but still, you can help but feel.

Mahal kita, James...alam mo ba?

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