Chapter 3

SOMEDAY, I'LL BE GONE

Chapter 3 (1.3)

~ Drunk ~

"You are NOT in my last subject," said Miss Emily, our History professor, coldly. She was only in her mid-40s and an old lady so she was naturally cursed.

She’s wearing big eyeglasses and what does she look like? Scary, even her aura. There is no emotion.

"Next week is the foundation of our University. So, I expected you to play on foundation night. You can't say no to me or else goodbye grades," he said threateningly, then he turned his back on us.

Shin and I looked at each other and he was also pale. Crap! I forgot that Miss Emily was our last subject and that's still history! He is still the most strict and cursed prof of us.

Shin and I are in our third year of college and we are still in the same course, HRM. I'm in the same class and I only met Shin last year.

First, he's a snob and doesn't care about the environment. You thought he had a world of his own and he was cool. So that’s where he got my attention.

I approached him and befriended him. It is also difficult to feed the wild lion. But in the end it was tamed as well.

Besides Marshin Escalante I have another friend. But that's a guy's bestfriend.

Oh, speaking of the devil. They are already there.

"How's that, Art? Play? Means singing too!" he said and seemed nervous as well.

"Eh, I won't play. You can play guitar and me, I can play piano. Let's just choose a song," I said with a smile on my face.

That's not the case with me. Then I loved playing the piano. And I know Shin also knows how to play the guitar, he also has a beautiful voice.

"It's annoying. I still don't want everyone to be the center of attention," he said annoyed and I just laughed at him.

We walked and the twins met us.

"Cutting class, ladies?" Crimson asked. Crimson del Labiba. They are in their last year of college and business management is his course.

Crimson who is handsome and easy to talk to. He is kind and gentleman. The number of people who are obsessed with him, even juniors.

He was white and he stood 6.2. Model type. Her eyes were narrowed and her nose was piercing. Her lips were pinkish.

"No wonder," Drimson commented bored.

Drimson del Labiba. Looks bad boy and stuck. It's a snob but it's not unfamiliar to people. He is also a play boy. Hot -tempered and impatient immediately. But that was tender and kind to us. Architecture is his course, same year. He's also handsome, he's probably Crimson's twin.

Drim put his arm around me and because he was a big man I was weighed down on his arm.

"Your weight, Drim!" I complained to him and he just laughed.

"Why so grumpy, Shin?" Crimson asked Shin that he is now a pokerface.

He ignored Crim and just walked straight and Crimson chased him.

"Where did you go?" Drim asked me softly, as we walked towards our department. I think these two will take us.

“In SM, roam,” was my short reply.

"Ah ..." that's all he said and we walked quietly.

IT'S past six pm when I get home to Lervin and me. Before our wedding my husband's parents bought it.

The mansion is large. Five bedrooms and two guest rooms. There is a library, Lervin's laboratory. It is third floor and has a rooftop.

She is simple to look at but elegant inside. Lervin and I have three housemates and they are the only ones doing the work here.

I'm still a student so I probably don't do anything here in our house. Another thing is that my husband rarely comes home here.

When I entered Lervin's room, I immediately changed into my school uniform. Yes, my husband and I are in the same room but we never do what you know.

I lay down on my bed and did not realize that I had fallen asleep.

I just woke up when I heard a gentle knock from our bedroom door.

I got up and went to the door. Aling Susan greeted me immediately.

"Why?" I asked him sleepily.

"Your wife is home, hija and she's downstairs. Go," Aling Susan told me.

Suddenly I lost sleep and frowned.

It must have been a miracle that my wife came home. I stared at the wall clock.

Nice. 9 P.M and!

I just combed my hair with my fingers and I left our room.

I found Lervin in the living room with a bottle of wine in his hand.

You see my wife. As usual, if you go home, get drunk right away. It doesn't seem like the 'sang' is a doctor. Kaloka.

I approached where he was and he was about to shake the bottle when I quickly snatched it.

Seriously? What is the drama of this one. There was really no change in him.

"There you are my beautiful wife," he said and approached me. He snakes his arm on my waist and he hugged me.

"Are you really a doctor or are you just on a trip? You know alcohol is bad for your health!" I preached to him and pushed him hard.

He would have almost fallen if he hadn’t just balanced right away.

"You smell like wine!" disgusted I said.

"Uh-huh? Come here, baby. Hug me," she said smiling.

"What's your problem, Lervin de Cervantes?" I asked him coldly and he even held me by my waist.

"Jillian ... Jillian."

I was shocked when he suddenly mentioned that name. It's been a long time since I heard the name he pronounced.

Is Jillian still the one you miss, Lervin? Is Jillian still the one you love?

That Jillian who did nothing but hurt you? But to make you cry and torture you?

"Why this world is unfair?" he asked sadly. I took a deep breath. Here it is, here is the pain in my heart.

I don’t know why I feel this way. I just woke up one morning hurting for Lervin who loved the married woman so much.

I MET Jillian when Lervin and I were on our honeymoon.

Our honeymoon was in Canada but he just left me there and he went with that Jillian.

There he also said that he already loves someone else and that I should not expect him to love me.

He is not against this wedding but he just has no choice. Actually, he can refuse but he can't.

He still chose to tie me up even though he already loved someone else. But I thought Jillian loved him too but he didn't either.

I only found out last year that Jillian was married. It seems that she has been married to Lervin's best friend for three years.

At first, yes. I don’t care about him but after two years I’m starting to like him. Although I rarely see him.

"Hmm ... Jillian ..." she whispered softly and I was surprised when I felt her warm lips touch my shoulder.

"For Pete's sake, Lervin! You are drunk!" I scolded him and he hugged me tightly.

This man is shameless.

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After I helped Lervin into our room, I immediately changed his clothes. Now he is sound asleep.

White t-shirt and black pajamas are his clothes now and somehow he no longer smells of alcohol. After I wiped him, he fell asleep immediately.

The case also never stopped him pronouncing that woman’s name. I don’t know what was wrong with that woman and to this day my husband is still dead.

By that thought, something like a knife sank into my heart again.

I took a deep breath. I lay down next to my wife and she was stunned because of that. He came over to me and wrapped me in his arms.

I just let him go and hugged him back. Like before, he's still fine. But when he came home, it was as if he had lost the game.

He was very disappointed. Alas, Lervin babe, if you could just command your heart to love others, I might even apply for you to love me.

To be continued...