"How are you? You actually survive that afternoon incident? We all thought you were dead already—""Mom, that's enough." I interrupted to cut my mother’s words out, stood beside her, and gently held her arm.She looked at me. Actually, all of them looked at me.I turned to Trey and apologized, "I'm sorry, Trey."He didn't respond, but he finally seemed to get what was happening…Mom was even more amazed. "So, you knew all this time that he's alive? Wow! Why haven't you told me about it? And what? Why didn't you call him 'Noah?'""Mom, he is not Noah," I said in a low voice, totally feeling embarrassed in front of the Gregoris watching.Mom stopped for a bit to let what I said sink into her mind.I continued, "That's Trey Gregori. He's my classmate in Biology class. He and his cousins." I eye-gestured the other Gregoris alongside Trey himself.Few seconds later, mom awoke to her senses. "Oh! So, I got it wrong? He isn't Noah, after all!""Yeah. He is not him, mom," I emphasized.She tu
I couldn't really be wrong!I saw them with my own two eyes! Her eyes quickly changed color! From the very flaming pupils to the normal colors I usually see around!"Barbara, it's you!"My gaze also caught those long nails that seemed like they were animal claws! I couldn't see it wrongly, I really saw them raw! But she seemed so quick to hide her hands on her back."What happened to you? Are you alright?" I checked on her, back into looking at her seemed-tired and anxious face.She nodded as if she wasn't in her senses, and she couldn't directly look into my eyes. "Yeah.""Are you sure? You wanna go to the clinic? I can assist you going there—""No!" she quickly cut me off, but immediately realized, too, that she was reacting a bit strangely. She sighed and gathered herself together. "I mean, I'm alright. No harm, Camila. Just the usual digestive issues, but I'd be all fine later on. No worries."I was still not convinced. The excessive sweating on her forehead couldn't really agree
"Are you following me?" I asked him directly.Honestly, I chose to ignore him at first but later on, as I saw that he was really following me, I stopped walking and went straight to him to ask.Trey looked at me blankly. "No." With that, he passed by me.I was a bit embarrassed by that. What the heck!I walked again, passing him and getting ahead, making my footsteps bigger.When I turned around to look once more, I could see he was still walking in the same direction I was taking! So what I did was stop and wait for him until he was near and I approached him over again."Liar! You're following me!"He gave me tired eyes and a lazy smirk. "Why do you think would I? Any reason to make me follow you? Besides, what could I get doing so?" And he eyed me head to foot, showing no interest at all.I was again deflated! Was he implying that I am simply boring and unattractive, huh?!I looked away and crossed my arms. "You're walking in the same lane as I take. Isn't that enough evidence that
He looked at me with a soft expression and nodded. "I'm a vet med student. Of course, I have knowledge of attending to them, forget about that?"I watched him as he turned around on the cabinets and shelves and he seemed to be looking for some things there."Exactly. You're still in college and studying your field but the way you performed showed that you already knew so well what you were doing."His passion and penchat to veterinary practice is truly radiating. I witness how he seems to love the path he's taking, and I'm actually happy to see that he enjoys what he does and he has his heart in it.It never seems like he is only forced to do this just because of his family's bloodline in veterinary medicine but he's doing this because this is what he truly wants.He stopped for a while and glanced at me. "Maybe because since we were young we were already trained to do things like these. During weekends, our aunties and uncles would want us to join them and be their practicing assista
If there were pictures of Trey when he was younger with his cousins that he's still around with today, meaning he really isn't Noah at all. They are absolutely different people.The album was the clear proof that I was really wrong thinking and hoping that Trey was my late fiancé Noah. Trey grew up in a wealthy family, well-provided, and had cousins with him, while Noah, on the other side grew up in an orphanage, alone, parentless, definitely not rich, and without a family to call his own.This maybe is the realization that from now on I should really stop linking Trey to my first love because he is not Noah and Noah isn't Trey. They are different from each other and grew up with very opposite life privileges.At home, I prioritized my cat and served him the cat food that Trey had given. Happily, my dear cat seemed to enjoy eating it.The next morning at school, I was walking in the corridor when I saw Barbara walking ahead, so I decided to walk faster to get to her and talk after wha
"What the h*ck happened to your voice, Abi?!" the stage organizer almost screamed at Abigail.There would be a brief break in the sequence of socio-cultural competitions, and Abi was meant to perform a song number as intermission.Abigail guiltily bit her lower lip and was truly apologetic. "I'm sorry, Mario. I ate a liter of chocolate ice cream last night, and I totally forgot about my intermission number today.""My goodness, Abi?! You forgot! Seriously?!""Yes, Mario. I'm really sorry."It was visible. Abigail's voice wasn't in the right condition at the moment. It was hoarse, and she had colds and even coughing.Mario became even more mad. "Why ate ice cream the night before your song number?! What are we going to do now?! You can't possibly sing with that worst kind of hoarse voice!"Abigail couldn't say a thing, and she was just sad."How irresponsible of you, Abi! How disappointing! Tsk! Tsk!" he continued scolding her."Mario, that's enough." I tried to butt in to somehow calm
(Trey’s POV) "Don't go…" I didn't know why I was following this particular girl again… She had black mid-length straight hair, fair skin, and an average height with a bit of a skinny body, but her curves were in the right places. She continued walking away as if she didn't hear me. I wouldn't know if she really hadn't heard my voice or if she just chose to ignore it and pretend as if she didn't notice… "Who are you? Can you please turn around so I can see you clearly?" I continued talking to her. Each attempt to speak with her seemed to put more space between us... It was like there were invisible walls that hindered me from getting near to her. The wind blew, and it felt so cold I almost hugged my body. Her hair swayed in a lovely motion. She was still going as if nothing had stopped her or affected her, not even the cool breeze of air or the roaring of the waves at the shore. She was getting further and further out of my line of sight as she left. It seemed like invisible t
Eating at the canteen after classes, I noticed Camila sitting at a table and eating all alone. I could sense she didn't mind having any companion.She's really different from the rest, isn't she? While other girls can't be comfortable without friends to talk to, on the other hand, Camila doesn't really care…We were having fun, and Jude and Barbara always seemed to light up the mood with their cheerful personalities when all of a sudden, Barbara stood up.I held my cousin's arm before she stepped. I could see she was looking at the newbie's table."Where are you going, Barbara?""Making friends!" She answered with a smile."With whom?"She pointed to Camila, who didn't seem to notice."With her. I think we'll click!" That's it, and she proceeded.I just let her.Barbara did it. She approached Camila, and the latter was surprised by how friendly this particular Gregori could get.I frowned as Jude also stood up, and I thought I knew what would happen next. He would follow Barbara at Ca