Unlabeled [Baguio Series #1]

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Weeks went by, hindi ko na pinagtuunan pa ng pansin ang naging interaksiyon namin ni Gian. Hindi ko na talaga kayang bumalik sa kan'ya kahit na alam ko naman sa sarili ko na may katiting na nararamdaman pa rin sa puso ko para sa kan'ya.

I just don't want to be involved with him anymore.

I still cared, actually. But I don't really care that much anymore. If he'll apologize to what he did to me, I think I might forgive him and we can be friends, since I think I'm already fine... moved on... that what happened in the past needs to happen for the both of us to learn from it.

Tori, on the other hand, constantly talk to me. Sinabi ko na sa kan'ya ang totoo na alam kong magkakilala sila ni Gian at tawa siya nang tawa dahil sa kahihiyang naramdaman dahil sa pagkikita namin sa Baguio.

Baguio really gave me friends. So I think, it's not really bad that everything happened, right?

"Isang taon na lang akong mag-aaral, Mary! We'll see each other after that," Tori said on the other line.

"Shall I go to Baguio?"

No," she said. "I want to go to Zambales, para hindi lang si fucking Gian ang nakakaranas ng ganda ng lugar mo."

Natatawa talaga ako kapag tinatawag niya nang ganoon si Gian. They are friends, so they are really close. Nagalit pa pala siya kay Gian dahil sa ginawa niya, but, since it already happened at hindi na niya napigilan, wala na siyang magawa.

"Okay, sabihan mo ako. Para makapag-file ako ng VL."

Ilang sandali pa ay tumawa siya. "Alam mo ba once, I saw you here in Baguio, may kasama. Hindi ko na binanggit sa 'yo noong nakaraan dahil matagal na, but you look happy with him. I just remember because you really don't deserve someone like Gian."

Bahagya ay napangiti na lang ako nang maalala ang lalaking iyon. Kumusta na kaya siya?

"He's just someone I met there. He went alone in Baguio too."

"Ohh," malanding sabi ni Tori na pinagtawanan ko. "Sounds like a broken soul too, Mary Shella. Tell me stories, please! I want to know!"

I laughed as I lie on my bed, remembering those days, six months ago, when I was in Baguio.

"His girlfriend cheated."

"What?!"

I laughed. "And then he drove away from their place. I don't know where he came from. Hindi ako nagtanong dahil hindi interesado."

"Hmmm, hindi interesado o ayaw mong maging interesado?"

I chuckled. "Really, what happened in Baguio is just a temporary euphoric feeling. We left everything there, and left the place as we part ways."

She sighed. "At least, something good happened in your trip to Baguio, right?" she chuckled.

"Something good happened in Baguio since I became friends with you."