Meet Multi-Guy. Part 1

Meet my Multi-Guy. Part 1

Multi-guy? Why? He was everything to me. Starting of, he was my Best friend’s admirer, my Sister, Irritating Classmate, my Nightmare, my phone mate, my text mate, my Big Brother, my Best Friend, my Elder, my Prince Charming, my Dream guy, my Hubby, my Boyfriend, MY ALL.

I was in 6th grade and, I could say, I’m in love with a guy, who is owned by another girl. He was so sweet that I fell into everything he said to me– His’ lies. I am absolutely not the kind of girl who easily fall in love to guys whom I don’t even know for years or months, I say. I believe, love comes UNEXPECTEDLY.

Another man, who used to be my classmate and seat mate as well, is very close to me. But, I haven’t known him for years. He proved in all ways how much he really loved me. He courted me for almost a year. And yeap, we got into that relationship that didn’t even last. And then, whenever we bumped into each other, we’d never bother talk or smile.

It was in the same year, my 6th grade, that I had those 3 beautiful friends of mine. We shared almost everything– secrets, clothes, lunch and even shed tears. Jelynne, one of those wonderful girls who actually, I can say, is the prettiest amongst us. She got so many admirers. She’s so nice to all of them, that she introduced us, her friends, to one of her admirers. And that’s how I met that wonderful guy I know, is my Big Love.

His name is Carlo. He is a type of guy who depends on all the people around him. He has friends whom he can pay. He has this power to make orders to his friends because he has money. That’s one freaky little guy. Yes, we were young then. He was introduced to me by Jelynne. And all the days after that introduction, my days, now on, were very miserable. As I’ve said, he uses his friends to go after me. Tease me, play tricks on me, pull my hair and everything a guy, who grow up with no respect to ladies. He has never done those things to other girls, that’s why I find it so unfair and frankly told him, “Why the hell are you making those unfunny jokes on me, when I’m doing absolutely nothing to you?” But he never answered, he continued playing those tricks on me. Like using a lighter’s mini machine to electrocute me. That’s so not a gentleman.

The next school year, is my very unfortunate year– My boyfriend dumped me. (He was the one I’m talking about in the 2nd paragraph.) I go find reasons on why did he do those thing to me? Why did he dumped me, when all I do is love him. It is so unfair, that the new girl that my ex was courting, threw a fight with me. Carlo, that silly guy, never serious, and absolutely not a listener, went to me. He insists in telling him the story on why my ex-boyfriend broke up with me. I find him unworthy that I didn’t tell him. He returned to being so naughty and not-nice. He started asking for my telephone and cellphone number. His reason was he wants me to help him go talk to my friend, Jelynne. I agreed on that thing, but as long as he promised not to disturb me ever again. Every weekends, he calls me at home. He would ask me to call Jelynne in her landline. Then, he would play jokes. We frequently text one another for we are in different networks. We got along, but the teasing was still there. Every time he would meet me in the classroom or somewhere, he never failed not to notice me. He even memorized the clothes I wore and keeps on telling me that I wore those clothes already. I never really cared for him. My only job was to help him with my friend and that’s it. Never come into my mind that we would be more than that. Whenever he calls me at home, we always argue on why is he calling me. My parents hate it when guys calls me at home. I told him that situation, but then he never stopped. He calls at home and whenever he would be ask who is it, he would pretend he is a girl. That’s the point that I find him so irritating. We ran after each other. We tease and sometimes hurt each other physically but unintentionally. We find it as a game. We always have this bet and do a dare whenever we have a chance. It was fun, I realized. Then we started being so close, that we reach being the best of friends.

We play jokes on one another. But we’d never made it a serious deal. He calls on me, I call on him. We share homeworks, exam answers, etc. We pretend, in the face of everybody that we are not the best of friends for they might misinterpret it. I found another friend, her name was Clarence. She confessed that she has feelings for Carlo. I actually find it very funny that I made a love team inside the classroom. I kept asking Carlo if he has feelings for Clarence. Since they were teased to one another, it’s possible for one to fall in love or have slight feelings for them. But he keeps on saying “No.” I don’t know why, all of a sudden, I’m beginning to care about him. Not much and a little less, maybe. Slight feeling of care for him. It’s more like a switch, it turns on and off. The heck, I don’t know. I was the only girl in that room that he has the courage to embarrass me in front of many people. As I’ve said, we play hard jokes on one another. I remember one time, that shy guy was appointed to be an assembly leader because I volunteered him. But he don’t want to, so he also ask our adviser to be with him in the assemble. Deym, I hated him for that. Very! Cause whenever I had the chance to embarass him very hugely, he would pull me too. As if we’re together in every embarrassment. I take my revenge whenever I had the chance to. I would throw his things on the garbage bin and made it a secret. But he knew, it was me who did it. We take chances into fooling each other. I remember that day when we are assigned to make a certain situation on one county’s civilization. I was the leader of one group. He was an ordinary member, all of their guys were asked to take off their shirt. He wouldn’t want to. I laughed so hard, that he kept on asking for pity not to take it off. But I supported their leader’s suggestion that I made him take it off, he told me to remember that very day I made him do that. Hahaha.

There was a time in Biology class that we wanted to score a point in order for us to get an additionaly score. We teamed up. I told him the answers to my trivia questions and He told him the answers. Whenever I ask questions, he would be the one to answer. And whenever he asked a question, I would answer. That cheating moments find it unlawful by my classmates that they find us teaming up. But we never tell.

During lunch time, whenever I got a chance to be with my friends, we would talk on things. Different things. Then, he would pass me by and threw something at me from a far. I would get very irritated. When I looked at him, he would say “Hi” and he would fall down. (I laughed so hard that I reenact it infront of the class.) To my surprise, and made me wonder, WHY? Then my friends, including Clarence would tease me and ask, “Do you have something with him?” “Maybe, he has a crush on you that’s why he keeps on interrupting you.” Then I would say, “NONE AND NEVER!”

My drawing was never good. It was a subject that our project was limited up to 30 minutes only that we have to submit it before the class. And it would be used for oral recitation. I was doing it with him because he has crayons, and I borrowed it. My drawing is very simple, but he laughed at it. His’ was very very simple that he asked me to draw it. But I didn’t do him that favor. We remember our drawings. In fact, when the recitation day has arrived. And asked to identify what are those drawings, he only answered what’s mine and what’s his. Though he wants to cheat again, I never coached him.

Every little things that I do, he would imitate. Every funny things that I have done and said, he would remember and repeat it. I don’t know why he was doing that. But I never came into conclusion that maybe, my friends were right about that.

As bitter friends, we always fight. One time, he made a joke out of me that even my ex-boyfriend heard that. I cried. I cried and even spank him so hard. I don’t care if he was sorry or what. I am angry at him for a month. I was at peace. He always find ways to make it up to me. He would look at me, but I kept on ignoring him. It was that time that we are in a classroom-based film showing that I sat alone in my corner. He, too was alone. Without the company of his paid-friends. He would constantly glance at him. But I don’t make it even. I always tantrum and get out. But for him to finally make it up to me, he used my brother. That he made me laugh, once again.. i was out of peace. That I find it empty without him, the next school year.

I was third year High School that we had our friendship status on the next level. I actually missed him because we had separate classrooms. No one to tease me, no one to embarrass me. I really missed him. I’m always daydreaming during class hours, wishing he would pass by the room. And when he did, i would jump for joy.

We have lesser communication in those days. Whenever I enter the chat room, I always find him online. But my courage wasn’t enough to be the first one to ask him how he was. To my surprise, he never pass a day without asking me how am I. Every night, when I got home, I would always rush into my computer and see if he’s online. Then, we would chat. Everyday, that would be our habit. He told me his secrets, his crushes that made me wanna invent things. I told him a different name for him not to now who really is my special someone. He would ask my cellphone number, since we weren’t got updated for the last summer. He was in different network with me. But I don’t want everything to end up there. Since I know, I should be the one to make that move, in able for us to communicate even if we aren’t online, I buy the same sim card, same as his network provider.

We love badminton so much that we challenge each other everyday. But there would be not enough time for us to play. We planned one time that we would play. He waited for me after dismissal and we go directly to the place where we would play. Unfortunately, it rained. We just hang out around the village and talk and tease one another. We have a chaperone with us, that’s why we are controlling ourselves. His companion wanted to go home. Well, as for me, I want to hang out more that it took me all night in the village. I received a message from him saying, “Ate (Big Sister), I’m sorry I can’t fetch you back home. I was with JC that he insisted going home early, if he wasn’t with me, I’d prefer to stay. I’m sorry, I promise to catch up next time.” And that message was what I really waited that I wanted to go home too.

For all those months we are texting, chatting, there came a moment that a huge blackout occurred in the country. It was very hard for us to communicate when it has been 7days, no light, no electricity flowing in our houses. I’m losing hope. I have to wish him goodnight to myself. Just before our cellphone batteries turned down, He told me, he would call me. Everyday, every night, dinner time.. He would call. But not pretending as a gay anymore. He was known at home as my friend. He would even make jokes to whoever will answer the phone. To my surprise, my mom would laugh out too. He was perfectly everything I ever wanted. But I didn’t know, I would fall in love to this guy who have been so mysterious ever since I met him. His name is Mario. He’s one of the things I’d invented to Carlo when we we’re chatting one time. I told him he was my special someone, that it came true. There were times that my feeling for Mario will conquer everything in what I feel for Carlo.

It has been very difficult for me, especially when things turn out well between me and Mario. He was my classmate, so.. He is my roommate. Every class hours, I saw him and hear him talking. I loved those ways. But I don’t know why Carlo always disagrees with me when I tell stories about Mario, when I’m not doing those things to him whenever he talks about Hanah. Hanah was and is his crush. I was very jealous of her. Urging me to tell my friend to keep an eye on her and my Best Friend (Carlo). Whenever there are things, I get jealous. But I never, even one time that I disagree with him about her.

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ometimes, we talked about the most personal things. Ask me how he was when it comes to courting girls. When we kept on sharing personal things in life, I kept on knowing him deeper and deeper. But it hurts me when he asked me to help him court girls. When I ask him which of those girls he would tell me is the one she’s going to court, he would say.. it is a secret. But he would constantly, day by day, ask for advices on what girls like and what they prefer. I would tell him what. To that, we became a lot more closer.

Our school celebrated it’s foundation day. We had many activities to participate in. My friends told me to join in the Field Demonstration. I gave in. We are to demonstrate a Twist dance. I have no partner actually, that I asked my classroom bestfriend, Eleazar, to help me find a partner. I thought he would get me Mario. But my expectation failed. He took his friend, that I found very mean. I was also shocked to find Carlo in there. He was never active in participating in such. We were talking to each other. His partner was Pam, a friend of Hanah’s. I’m asking him, how come he was there. He told me, he was just pleased. The feast had began. We are allowed to come in school in civilian clothes, and even late. He ask me if we could go together. He’ll fetch me early morning and will treat me in the expenses. But there are some times he would not come to school that I would go with my friends. One day, he was not there. We are still texting. I don’t know why he was telling me rude things. That I even cried one time inside the classroom. I asked a sign then. But it did came true. My sign is that if the dedication booth played the song “Where are You” We would be hopeless forever. But I didn’t hear it. I do have a chance. The next day, we go to school together with his friend, who courted me then. He always treat me. He pay every expense that I made. It’s just one text away. And I wouldn’t have to pay for anything. The day of the performance came. I was very uncomfortable with my clothes, which is in mini skirt. He find it cute. But I find it distractable. His partner, Pam, left him and didn’t want him anymore to be his partner. And that time, my partner wasn’t around. He ask me if he could be my partner. I told him, “Sure!” I was so happy that, I almost thanked my partner that he didn’t came. But then, he came. Damn. So I had to get him of, he was just there, watching. I saw him just sitting in the bench watching me. He got home without saying he’ll be leaving. I knew he got disappointed. I was so upset then.

When our quarterly examination came, my mom would get my cellphone for me to get focused in my studies. I hate it when she do that. But I have to surrender it. I wouldn’t have something to communicate with him, that was the worst week of my life. The next morning, my bus mate, who is his crush also, ask me how am I. I told her, I was forever OK. I asked her how come she ask me that question when we’re always together. She told me that my best friend was worried about me. He asked her through chat, how am I. I was feeling lucky that time that I shed tears. Shallow of me. But I loved him so.

It was a year before our promenade, but we don’t bother asking some questions about it. He would ask me, If i would have the chance to choose who would be my prom partner, who would it be. Then I said, Mario. I didn’t ask him the question, knowing Hanah would be his answer. But he asked me, what if mario already had a partner, who would you choose? I said, whoever is available and is close to me, I would go with that person. Then he added, can Batman be? (Batman was his pet name or alyas whenever he would call home. Whenever he would ask m e a difficult question or favor, I would say, “Whatever Batman wants..” And he said, he was Batman since he was a kid. So, often times, I woud say, instead of Batman, “Whatever you want..” And when he would ask for himself, he would use the term Batman as substitute for his name.) Then I asked, “You are Batman, right?” He said, yes. I say, “I’m fine with it. Only if Batman would still be in the same school as mine next year. What if, you will transfer?” He just say, “I would still be there. ”

Christmas and New Year with him as my textmate was the most memorable and happiest ever. Since it was, I don’t know, his routine every Christmas and New Year that he would text me and greet or call me. He had done it for 3 consecutive years. And I loved it.

Christmas Eve, we were talking about the next year. I pretend to be a fortune teller. He asked me, what would his fortune be in 2007. I told him, he would get a girlfriend which he really liked the most. He told me, he hoped that will happen soon. I told him, don’t expect a lot ’cause I’m not a real fortune teller. He told me, he believes in me. Then after, he asked me, what would be me this 2007. I told him, I would still be me, supporting him. He only sent me a “HAHA”.

It was the best start of the year for me. We do lots of favor for each other. Even though we are not classmates, he would still prefer to borrow my notes than to anybody. He would borrow and give me treats in exchange.

Things between the closest friends can’t avoid involving into petty fights. I was hanging out with my friend, Myka, when I was texting him. He didn’t knew we’re together so, I pretend that I will go to sleep. Then I ask Myka if I could borrow her cellphone. I texted him, as Myka, and asked him how do he find me(Me, as usual). He says, he find me as his very close and dear friend. That made me feel very glad. I ask him how he was doing with Hanah. I asked him, if he really loved the girl. Then he never replied to that message. Instead, he changed the topic. But I insisted on that question. He asked where did I get those fact. Then I told him, it came from me(Me, as usual). He said I was a LIAR. I hate it. It gets into my nerves. I told him that I forward that message to me. That made him worry. And then I texted him, and told him to back off of me. And I didn’t texted nor made him feel I’m present for a week. He asked the favor of my friends to make me forgive him. And what I didn’t know, he made a reward for me to accept his apologies. He had used my friends. But I think, he did everything just to make him forgive him. I loved how he did it.

It was Valentines Day Eve that there are no classes. He called me at home and we tell stories on what’s happening in our lives. No talks about Mario nor Hanah. It was very smooth that it was one of those perfect conversations with him. Before the day ends and say hello to valentines day, he texted me. He asked me if I wanted chocolates. I said, I don’t mind. He told me to see him tomorrow morning so he could give it. As he said, we met the next morning. I was so shy that I didn’t go downstairs at lunch and recess. Then, dismissal day came, he saw me with my guy classmate, who is my busmate too. We were walking together that I didn’t notice me. By the time I got home, he texted me and said, “It’s Valentine’s day, who are you dating?” I said, “None.” He told me, “I saw you, dismissal time, you were with Son. So, is he your date?” I asked him, “If he is, so what?” He said, “So, he is?” Then I said, “If he is my date, what do you consent?” He finally answered, “Nothing.” Then, I didn’y get any answer back from him again after minutes, I texted him, “I have no date. I don’t mind having one. How about you?” He just said, “I have no one to ask out.” To make him feel good, “Well, that’s good, we both have no dates. We’re perfectly friends.”

Mitch, my girlfriend Myka’s sister, threw a birthday party in their house. It was also a beer party. I attended that party and got drunked. He was texting me, though I’m very drunked. He was asking me to go home early cause it isn’t safe going home drunk, he’s worrying I might threw up. I told him, I will be ok. I will be fetched there by my parents. He told me if I would not be fetch, he would be the one to fetch me. Though he don’t know where that place is. I ask him, how he was. He said he’s fine. He even told me, he fell out of love on Hanah. He asked me to go find him another girl to like. As for me, I’m happy. I also told him that Mario was inlove with my friend, Lyka. But that fact is true. So he told me, maybe I could be his fake crush. I told him, that’s good. I also told him, he would be my fake crush too. We had fun pretending we are liking each other, when I really liked him. It goes on until he admit to me, he really liked me. That pretentious event went to the next level, he asked when will I court him. (Just part of our fake thingies.) Then I said, I am very bashful to court him, if he want, he could be the one. Then he would ask, can I be his girlfriend, then I would answer him, yes. That’s one funny pretentious thing I ever did with him. We became fake couples.

We are that close when it comes to non-verbal communication. But we don’t communicate to each other in school. We talk from far apart at assemblies. When he is passing at the corridors, he would tease me. And one thing I can’t forget– HIS BIRTHDAY TREAT. When I ask him, through a text message, where is his birthday blow-out to me. He said, He would treat me when the classes resume. I said OK. When that day comes, I came up to him at our said meeting place. But we never even looked straight to each other’s eyes. I loved that moment.

The very unforgettable moment of my life came when he admitted to me that he liked me. Friday night, I was with my friend, who is a gay. He went in my house to get his jersey I borrowed him. I left my cellphone in the living area while I served him juice. Jestin was the name of my friend. He lived nearby. He spotted my cellphone in the living room and played a joke on my textmate. He asked Carlo who he was and why is he texting me. “Who are you?”, Carlo replied. “I am Mario, I am the cellphone owner’s boyfriend. Quit texting her or I’ll sue you.” Jestin said. I wanted to grab my cellphone from Jestin but he told me to wait, he had a good plan. “Sue me, I don’t care. I’ll sue you too, anytime and anywhere you want. I’ll beat you. Hell, I’m heating up” was the text message we received. I was so surprised. I never expected that he would act like that. No way! “I challenge you, face to face. Meet me on school. You’ll be dead.” That was Jestin’s reply. “Oh yeah, I’m on it. I will not back out. FCUK YOU!” I find those facts overly doed. That I ask Jestin to stop and tell him who he really was. Carlo was surprised that he was so ashamed, he told Jestin to go home. And I was really laughing and pretending I knew nothing about the prank. I just laughed it all to myself.

The next day, I was with my family on the mall. When my sister is buying clothes for her Soiree. I was still stucked on texting him 24/7. He kept on asking me, what if’s. “What if someone courts you, would you get into relationship with that person? What if someone tells you he liked you, what would you say?..” Things like that were those questions. he even asked me that if i would a relationship, would I prefer to be legal or keep it a secret. I told him, I could tell my mom, but not to my dad, or I’ll be dead. We came back to the day that we were courting again with all pretendings. I didn’t knew he was serious all along. But i kept on taking it as a joke and kept on answering him, “Yes, I do.” All day long, he kept on asking those question. Then night came, and it’s time for me to get to sleep, since I have to study first thing in the morning. Before we said our goodnights, he asked me something. “What if our pretendings came to reality. I mean, I am just your fake boyfriend. What if, I ask you to be your real boyfriend?” I was so shocked. I was really really shocked. I never thought that would happen. I even wake my brother and asked him to slap me, just to know if I was just dreaming or what. I told Carlo not to kid like that. But he said he was dead serious and his knees were shaking that he thought he would die if he admit it to me. But it’s real. But unfortunately, I ran out of load. He thought I get mad. But I wasn’t. It was the best day of my life. EVER. My dream came to life. Like, I didn’t want to wake up. But I’m awake.

The next day has been very difficult for him and for me as well. We’re getting our relationship into the next level that, I can’t control the feeling. But I should pretend I knew nothing. I should pretend I have no feelings for him. For him not to take advantage of me. It was the day before the final examinations began. We knew we’d be studying hard for it. He would text me if he would get a chance to escape from his mom, who is tutoring him. I know I shouldn’t touch my phone, but I can’t help it. I want to read those messages again. Afternoon came and we’re partly done studying. We had another serious conversation about what he admitted last night. I told him, I know it was only a joke so don’t bother ask anything about it. I’m ok. He told me, he was very serious about that that he kept it for 4years. Those messages were all in my head. I want to believe, but I have no evidence. He only mentioned it through text. And whenever we met at school, we would ran away from each other. His friend went to me and gave me the sim card so that he could call me often. It was the last day of classes. And all the special things happened althroughout.

I’ve been so busy hanging out with my friends after it has been announced that the classes were over, and it’s summer time. We hang out, as usually, to Myka’s house. That time, I reported to them what was my current status with Carlo. I would ask him what they think about him. Would he love me the way I do? Is he serious about me? My girlfriend said, “Why don’t you try asking him? Let the truth come up.” I did what she exactly told me. I asked him how serious he was. He said he’s ready to give up everything just not to lose me. After that message, I told him, I may not be able to reply immediately to his texts because I am in a party. But he said, he’ll wait. He told me to just text him right after I enjoyed the party. I said, OK. Though he knew I was enjoying, he kept on sending me messages like, “How come your taking it too long?” but the most memorable of all, “I’ll wait.” And a message, a very long message with only 1 phrase, repeatedly texted.. “I LOVE YOU MARINELLE.” in our language 100x. Which was very sweet and had it taped. All of his texts, I saved them all. I saved them all..

After 2 weeks, he has been there. Never left me. But I had a doubt, that he might still like Hanah up to that time. That we had a fight. But he proved, 100% there were no feelings left for Hanah. Just admiration. That finally, after another 2 weeks, Me and Carlo.. Had our way to forever.

Oh wait. You think this is a Happy Ending? No it ain’t. This was just the first half of the story. The 2nd and the most painful part will be posted the next month.

** Carlo, I know you belong to another girl’s arms already. But if you think I’m over you, I’m completely not. I was crying while you are telling me how happy you were when she finally said YES. I loved you. I’m sorry. I can’t get over you, though I tried really hard. I do really miss you, even if I’m telling you I don’t. I don’t want to get hurt even more. It’s very painful. It’s really hurting me. How come you’ve left me all alone, without any explanation. I need you. I need you even more. I LOVE YOU, always and forever. And while I’m typing this, I know you know.. that I’m crying. Wishing I could turn back those times, with you.

(The heartwarming story will be continued, and will be posted the next week. How Me and Carlo lived our lives in the midst of the challenges. How we loved and got so into each other. And how we ended up bitterly and unacceptable. By the way, I am Marinelle.)