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Epilogue (2nd Part)
Psh.
("Hello, child?")
"Oh, why, anyway?"
("Are you sure about what you said last night? Are you serious?")
I sighed. I really wouldn't do this... If it weren't for that. Psh. Nyeta!
-flashback-
"Tripp."
"Drake?" What is this ugly guy doing here in our house?
He walked towards me. "Let's talk."
I shook my head. "I don't want to. Speak Tagalog first. I don't want to speak English."
He looked at me evilly. This ugly guy is really ugly. "Are you done mocking me?"
I shrugged. "Olats. You don't want to speak Tagalog. You're in charge of your own life," I said, then turned around and started walking towards our house.
"Yes, yes. What, are we talking?"
Nice one, Tripp. You got Drake into Tagalog! That's great.
I turned around again. "Oh, what can I do for the dear prince?"
He sighed. "I'm here because of Alys.
I shook my head. "Engk. You're speaking English again. That's not allowed here."
It seems like he's getting annoyed with me. Hahaha! That's good. I've always been the one who's always been the one, this one's like a robot. No matter what nonsense I do, it doesn't matter.
"I'm here because of Alys. Are you happy?"
I nodded. "Oh, what's wrong with Alys?"
"Stop him."
"Who are you?"
"Stop her, Tripp. We know you don't like Alys."
"It's not because you're smart, you already know how I feel. Don't be emotional, Sebastian."
He also spoke. "You think I don't know? You were talking to Shaira during Alys' debut. You're so naive. You don't love Alys, Marco."
I was stunned. Drake already knew that. Psh. Shaira is really loud!
I got serious. "That's it, Drake. I love Alys, believe it or not. After all, do I care what you think?"
He looked at me seriously. "Tripp, stop Alys, please. Just this once, it's me."
I laughed at him. "Just now, me?"
"Are you crazy, Drake? What just now? It's always you, don't you care?! In our family, you're always the star, Why? Because your mom died when you were young, you're the one the whole family should take care of? You're crazy.
Drake is always the best, Drake is the one who should be taken care of. You're getting too much attention."
It seemed like he was holding back his anger. He took a step closer to me.
"Why do you think I don't show up at reunions, huh, Tripp? It's probably because of you. I don't want to go because you'll think you're the one who's miserable again. Why did I transfer schools? Because you'll think you're the one who's miserable again. Even though I didn't want to transfer schools before, I left because of you. Why did I go to St. Claire's even though my girlfriend was at Brent? Because I don't want you to think I'm competing with you if I transfer to Brent. Now, I'll still be the one who's going to get noticed? Get your act together."
He came closer.
"Just now, Tripp. Stop with Alys. She's the only one I really want. Just now, you're the one to give in."
-present-
"Ah, yes, dad. I don't want to go to Brent anymore. I'm going to NYU."
("Okay, son. You made a good decision. I'll have your transfer papers prepared.")
Maybe this is enough, right? I'm leaving the Philippines for now, it's too hot here. It's also ice cold at NYU so I can get away from Alys. I didn't just say it, Drake, but I'm serious about Alys.