Chapter 5 His visitors

Chapter 5

"I'm at the condo, Gotchelle. Come to me, please..." he begged me.

Marjon is important to me and I still really love her. It was hard for him to refuse and I didn't even think twice about getting up from my seat.

"Gotchelle?" I approached Joavani. I kissed him on his cheek which surprised him even more.

"I will go to our company first. I have to finish something there, eh," I said and he was about to speak when I quickly left there. I even heard him calling me which I didn't pay attention to.

Marjon has a condo and I know he worked hard to buy it with his money. I have been here several times because we often hang out at his unit. When we're not going out on dates.

His condo is on the 12th floor. I didn't ring the doorbell because I already knew the passcode. When I entered I looked for him inside.

"Marjon?" I called out his name but no one answered so I went straight to his room and that's where I saw him.

He was lying face down and had no top covering on. Even his blanket and bedsheet are still a mess. Beer bottles littered the floor. I took a deep breath. Before I could pick them up one by one, he got up and his eyes widened when he saw me.

"What are you doing here?! Get out!" I backed away in shock when he suddenly shouted and anger was evident on his face.

"Marjon, I'm Gotchelle," I said, but I kept backing away when her eyes were staring at me.

So I didn't wait for him to come closer because I felt like he was going to hurt me. I was hurrying out and as I was leaving, I bumped into a woman.

"Sorry!" I exclaimed and he just gave me a serious glance then he continued walking.

I didn't bring my car, because when Joavani asked me to go out, he used his car.

I went to see my only friend, Agnes Corajon. He even smiled when he saw me. He immediately let me into his office.

She's an interior designer and also has her own company. He is only two years older than me.

"What brought you here, Gotchelle?" he asked me as he made coffee for me.

"I'm about to get married, Agnes," I said, his question far from my answer.

"Oh, congratulations then. Marjon has already proposed to you." I shook my head because Marjon was not the one I would marry.

"No. Not Marjon. Another man," I said and he hurried from what he was doing to approach me again with the two cups of coffee he brewed.

"How did it happen?! Marjon is the only one I know who is your boyfriend, dear! Have you had another man without my knowledge?" he asked in shock and I sighed. He was still staring intently at my face.

"Family tradition," I said and only then did he understand what I meant that I was getting married to another man.

I also told him about it. He himself suggested me to find a relationship before my family's routine happened.

Even though he knows that my relationship with others will have no destination if he is not the one I marry in the end, and there is Marjon who has become my boyfriend and my first love.

"Oh, that. So, who is your future husband?" he asked me interestedly.

"It's a doctor," I answered and took the glass and drank the coffee. I snorted because I remembered that Joavani ordered my drinks earlier but I didn't even drink them. "I don't want coffee anymore," I said.

He didn't pay attention to that because he was really interested in knowing who I was talking about marrying.

"Who? Who, Gotchelle? Tell me," he urged me.

"Don't act like you know all the doctors in the world, Agnes," I said bluntly.

"You know me, Gotchelle. I like boys especially if they are handsome," he said with a smile and I rolled my eyes at him.

This is how she really is, acting like she knows all the men in the world. She is really kind but if other people look at her, she looks like a future hookup for married men. Grabber just because of what he has. Because this girl has a half. Half-Italian.

Why is she so much a playgirl but I know this one is still a virgin. He's just like this. He likes to play with men so his Mommy is always stressed. It's good not to get pregnant right away.

"Si Joavani Enriquez Lordez," I uttered my fiancé's name and suddenly he was scalded by his coffee. "Agnes, are you okay?" I asked him worriedly and gave him a glass of water.

He took it and drank it. When he looked at me, his eyes were wide.

"I know that doctor, dear! He is a friend of my Ladonio." I rolled my eyes. I know the name he mentioned-though just his name, not his face actually. "Dr. Joavani, I used to flirt with him!" I glared at her when she admitted that.

"Please, tell me that you didn't kiss him," I said emphatically and he just laughed.

"No. But his friend Jaydel. I kissed him in front of his wife so that's what I got from his wife," he laughed and answered me and my eyes widened.

He's really happy to be pampered, isn't he? I know that the wife of the man she kissed also slapped her. He really had the courage to do that.

"Agnes Csianelle Corajon!"

"I didn't know that Jaydel was married! Sorry! I'm sorry, girl. I hurt his wife's feelings, eh," he said. The regret of what he did was already in his voice.

"And wait a minute. What? Jaydel?" I frowned when I heard the name.

"Do you know him? Jaydel, the owner of Black Island. He has many friends and one of them is Dr. Joavani. Wow," he explained.

It seems that the man she has attracted several times but she can't get hold of is one of them. It's Ladonio, the one Joavani mentioned earlier. I didn't think that was Joavani's friend.

"If your Ladonio is one of them, no wonder if you are dead to him because they are all beautiful men but Jov is just more handsome," I admitted because that is what I see.

"How lucky you are, girl. Take care of him because people like him are hard to come by. Imagine, I've flirted with him before but it didn't have any effect on him at all," he said and I tormented him again.

I didn't say more about what happened between me and that doctor not because I was ashamed to admit that I was no longer a virgin or that our honeymoon was earlier than our wedding.

Because he might scold me if I ever told him that Joavani is not what I should be-that I would give myself to Marjon.

But I don't regret what happened to Joavani and me. I don't even know why as long as I didn't feel any remorse. Only guilt for Marjon, because I had sex with another man even though we were still in a relationship. Technically, I'm called a cheater.

I just washed my face with my two palms.

"Wow, are you ok, Gotchelle?" Agnes asked me. "If it's about Marjon that you don't want to divorce her-"

"We broke up yesterday, Agnes," I replied.

"Oh? You don't seem to be heartbroken."

"Jov reminded me that if Marjon really loved me, he would fight for me with my parents or he wouldn't let me be with Joavani yesterday, but he did nothing but scold me. Earlier... I was with Jov with his friends. He called me because he wanted me to come. So, I did but a while ago..." I took a deep breath before finishing what I was going to say. "Suddenly he shouted at me, I was scared earlier because I thought he was going to hurt me so I hurried to leave there. He scared me for the first time. I can't help but compare him to my future husband. Jov is not like that, the heck," I promised long and he smiled.

"It seems that you are gradually liking the doc, ah. Gotchelle, Joavani is really nice, eh. I know that he will not be able to hurt you because he is a good person," he said.

"I know that," I said and leaned on the headrest of his sofa.

"I'm invited to your wedding, right?" I nodded.

"You can be my bride's maid if you want," I said.

"Then, suggest to your doctor that he make Ladonio my partner," he suggested and I stood up.

"God, Agnes. Stop Ladonio. If that man doesn't like you, just let him go. It's not up to you to force yourself on him. There are many men out there who are more deserving of your attention. Don't seduce Ladonio anymore," I preached to him and he stood up to follow me.

"Are you leaving?" he asked to which I nodded.

"In the company. I will just go to work because Marjon is not there. He's just getting drunk inside his condo," I said.

"Please, tell Joavani, hmm?"

"Are you close enough to call my fiancé by his name? First name basis?" I asked with raised eyebrows.

"This is really Gotchelle, oh. It's like he's not my best friend, ah."

"I don't have a best friend who is desperate!" I joked that he laughed.

"Come on! Don't be a killjoy! I'm just in love with him! Gotchelle Ramirez!" he shouted, still sulking. I rolled my eyes again.

"Fine! I will tell him! That is if Ladonio agrees," I said with a smile. "I'm leaving," I said goodbye.

When I left Agnes' office, my phone rang. I let out a deep breath before answering the call. It's still an unregistered number.

"Hello, who's this?" I answered the call.

"You didn't save my number, sweetheart?" With that sweet voice and his endearment I knew who my caller was.

"Jov," I said to his name, which I shortened.

"My jealousy of you was erased suddenly. Nice," he said and I even heard laughter from the other line.

"Jealousy?" I asked with a frown.

"Where are you, by the way?"

"I just came out of my friend's office. I'm already walking in the corridor of his company. Why?" I asked him back. He sighed even more. "Are you angry with me because of my sudden departure earlier, Jov?" I asked him hesitantly. It's like I just realized what I did. I felt guilty all of a sudden.

"I can understand when you go to see your ex," he said, stopping me from walking.

"I'm sorry. I was just worried about him because he called suddenly. I care for him, Jov. That's why I can't avoid going to see him," I said. I told him the truth.

He told me that he wants our relationship to work if we are married and that we treat each other as husband and wife.

I can let go of Marjon because he also said that the heart can be taught. Even if what I do is difficult, I will try for him.

I also believe that the relationship between two people will work if you both have trust. That if you have no secret. Therefore I want to be transparent with him. I want to say all the things I do so that he is aware too.

I know that I don't know Joavani very well. But my heart itself is already comfortable with him. Now, even though we are not married yet, I will give him all my trust.

"Okay. Let us meet tomorrow?" I snorted at what he said.

"We can meet now again, right?" I scratched my eyebrows because of what I said. When the elevator opened, I entered.

"No. I might bother you. Go ahead. I will call you again. Just save my number, please." After he said those words he hung up.

He didn't promise me that we would meet tomorrow, but when tomorrow came and it was late at night, he didn't call me.

I'm just wondering because even the caller didn't do it. Until a week passed, he had no symptoms.

I'm a little bit worried but I'm also confused at the same time. Because even Marjon, even though I love him, I don't do this even though he doesn't show any signs of it anymore. But Joavani? It's like I'm missing something or something when I can't see him. It seems like we haven't even been together for a week.

Or maybe I'm too attached to him that's why I feel this way about him? Or maybe just because of what happened to us?

One morning we ate our breakfast together. I felt Papa first and I looked at my younger brother who was still eating a lot.

Mama puts a dish on Eige's plate. I let out a deep breath and my father noticed it. Mama and Eige looked at me at the same time.

"What's wrong, Gotchelle? Do you have a problem?" he asked me with concern in his voice.

I shook my head before answering, "Do you know where Joavani lives now, Pa?" I will ask.

To Be Continued...