A Message From Mr. Epic

Last October 15 (yeah, late post), I received a message from Mr. Epic himself - Vic. But before I reveal what his message was, allow me to refresh my own memory on what exactly happened that day.

Well, that day was the same day as my previous post (click here to read the article). The day we went out for an errand , headed straight to the mall, ate, and watched a movie - Sinister (horror/thriller film). Apparently, Mr. Epic could not sleep because he was too paranoid that something paranormal would occur inside his room. So he had to ask another favor from me - to stay up until he zonks out.

We exchanged messages from giving him different advice on how he could get rid of his paranoia (watch another movie was the best suggestion I gave) to talking about how our whole day went through. Until we reached the topic where I wished that I'd be left alone in my room so I could think things through, that I was jealous he was alone in his own room and wished I'd be given a day in my room alone.

But then, Mr. Epic caught me off guard  and sent this message.

His very own wish. ^_^ Why didn't I think of that? Yes, it was good to be left alone that night, but it would be way so much better to be left alone with my Mr. Epic (cheesy, I know).

So Sam says, "I wish the same, and would do anything to be with Mr. Epic."

xoxo

The Epic Guy Who Stole My Epic Heart

Here I go again, falling for someone hard enough that I cannot anymore hide what I'm feeling. I  never really know how I got here but whatever it is that brought me here, I'm so thankful for it.

I've been in and out many relationships, most of them ended really tragic but still, here I am, never hesitating to give out my love (yeah, that's corny). I did promise myself that I would not fall for a guy so easily (after of course, the tremendous experiences I have had with guys), but I guess falling in-love with this guy was so easy and took me a year to realize it.

Well actually this guy is, I guess, my best friend. Yeah, he's the guy on my last post and yes I am kind of falling in-love with him (I hope he is too). We didn't actually made an agreement that we are best friends, but it just happened. One day, we were talking about random stuff and then all of a sudden we felt that, "hey, you are my best friend." Include the fact that he is always there to listen when I wanted to blab about some crazy boyfriend problem I have or listen (and look really interested) when I can't stop talking about family, friends, studies, politics, science, facts, movies, quotes, authors, books, crushes, girls, boys, oohhh think of it (yeah, I'm talkative). Not to mention, he is my ever so loyal bus mate, since we study in Manila and live in Cavite.

How it all started? Thanks to me, well the drunk me, who can't contain the jealous crap in my mind. It was Wednesday, our college's founding anniversary when one of our friends invited us for a quick drink in celebration of his upcoming birthday. Everything went well until he showed me a picture of him with his crush (the campus crush). Of course I didn't feel anything, err, maybe a little bit of jealousy, but I really didn't mind. More drinks were served, I felt dizzy or maybe a little tipsy. And I bet, you know what happened next.

We were supposed to be going home, but crazy me, made a disturbingly crazy scene. I pushed my best friend away, cried, yelled, cried again, repeatedly saying "Dun ka na sa Kaye mo!" ("Go stay with your Kaye!"), and cried and cried and cried until I sort of passed out in the bus. When we reached my bus stop, he went with me and brought me one block away from home (we were scared my Dad would see us).

The next day wasn't really good, added the fact that our thesis and feasibility study's  deadline was near. Awkwardness filled the environment, he wasn't talking to me but I can see he's staring or glancing, I'm not really sure. Going home wasn't  okay either, he was avoiding me and did not speak during our ride home.

A day passed and  here comes our overnight study group for our thesis revision at home. Still, the dead silence continued. Even if it was school related questions from me, he didn't entertain. I was in tears when I told my ever so reliable friend Ernie everything I was feeling.

Two more days have gone and I there were still no changes. There was, in a negative way. I was starting to feel that there was a gap between me and him, between our friendship. I didn't want to make the gap bigger because that would be unbearable, heart breaking, scrutinizing.

Monday came, and there was no chance of fixing things. The same ambiance, the same pain, the same amount of tears. School was over, still everything felt hopeless. Bus ride was still quiet and I was going crazy. My stomach was churning and I could not take whatever it is that was happening, good thing I was near my bus stop already. And for the last few minutes before I go down, I wished. I wished that he follow me home and invite me for a talk.

I went down and walked, not expecting anything but still hoping that my wish would come true. I walked slower than usual just in case my wish would come true, he'd be able to catch me. And just like the movies, the hero ran after the heroine, Romeo followed Juliet, my best friend called me as he was jolting to a slow run. He invited me inside this fast food restaurant nearby. (Thank God for this!)

Right there and then, I was speechless. At that very moment I knew I love him, I knew I was trying to avoid falling for him all along. At that same fast food a year ago, he admitted that he liked me and now it is my turn.

 

Photo credits to friends :)

Adios for now, and let me update you about us SOON. Sam says, "How wonderful it is to be falling for the person who accepts me for who I am and respects me for what I've become despite my past - my best friend Vic."

xoxo