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Previously on Gossip Girl:
Gossip Girl: Prêt-à-Poor A
"Well… if you really want to get even, then why look for someone else?" V said. "Don't you know… the best revenge is for you to sleep with his friend."
Click here to meet the characters.
Upper East Siders, ever wondered why we haven't heard anything about A? Word is the cold war between our favorite girls is now causing frost bites with each one marking his territory.
Kane has claimed Ortigas as his kingdom, while Arlan rules Malate with an iron fist. And if you happen to be caught on the wrong side at the wrong time … well, things might just get nasty.
Arlan and I last spoke to each other in May. He ignored all my calls and messages and vanished out of my life. My friendship with Vackie is also splintering. We no longer see each other often, no longer talk to each other every day like we used to.
It took me awhile to be okay. I suppose it's because these people are my best friends, and our relationships have lasted longer than those I had with my lovers. But no matter how strong our bonds; perhaps human relationships by nature are quite fragile.
Two weeks ago
My phone beeped in the middle of the night and woke me up. Messages after messages poured in. I checked the clock and saw it was four in the morning.
"So I'm in a club. A couple just began fighting because I was flirting with one of them but I didn't know he had a boyfriend."
The message was from A. I was groggy and re read the messages again. I was shocked to receive a message from him after all this time. And the way he spoke … why, it's as if nothing happened.
He continued sending messages which were no longer coherent, messages which contained words such as I miss you … and forever … and go with me …
It dawned on me that Arlan was drunk texting me. It was that time of the night, the witching hour. That moment when you're drunk and vulnerable and very prone to text an ex-boyfriend you're missing. Except this time, he was texting his ex-best friend.
A few days ago
"Honey, where are you?" Vackie asked me.
"Hey, kamusta? I'm on my way to Ortigas."
"I'm here in Bed. With Arlan. He was hoping you'll be here. He misses you … you know."
I didn't know what to say. My first initial reaction was: if he really misses me, why didn't he text me? And besides they didn't invite me to go with them, so let them enjoy each other's company. I don't need them.
I took a deep breath. I always want to be polite so I told V to have fun and I'll see him soon.
It was late when we arrived. Gino and I immediately got our drinks and mingled with our friends. I was having fun catching up with people when suddenly, I turned and …
"Honeeyyyy!!!" V shouted and hugged me.
"OMG. Why are you here?" I was taken aback. It was almost, what, 4:30 a.m.?
"Arlan and I went here all the way to see you," he said.
Oh. Okay. So A is here. What do I do?
"Hey ... kamusta?" A said as he approached me.
"I'm ... okay," I slowly answered.
"Can we talk?"
We went outside. I took out my phone. "What's that?" A asked.
"A message. I wrote it to you when you were gone. I never sent it.
Dear A,
My life's a mess now. My relationship with Big is strange; we haven't spoken in months. I don't even know whether we're still pushing through with our plan to meet in April.
I might migrate next year and I don't know whether I can get my company to move me. I don't know which state I'm moving to or what kind of life faces me there. Everything's just so uncertain.
You're gone. Vackie's acting weird. Where are you? Why won't you pick up my calls? Why won't you answer me?
You're supposed to be my best friend. I miss you so much.
Love,
K
I paused after reading it. I have saved the message in my draft folder. I never sent it; I never deleted it either. I don't know why, really.
"Why didn't you send it?" Arlan asked me. "I would have …
"You would have what? Oh come on. You knew why. I sent you hundreds of messages, but you never replied."
"I guess I was just too angry… "
Spotted: Two white flags waving in the sky. Could an Upper East Side peace accord be that far off? So what will it be, K? Truce ... or consequences? We all know one nation can't have two queens.
What happens next ? Only time will tell.
XOXO
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Previously on Gossip Girl:
Gossip Girl: Prêt-à-Poor A
"Well… if you really want to get even, then why look for someone else?" V said. "Don't you know… the best revenge is for you to sleep with his friend."
Click here to meet the characters.
Upper East Siders, ever wondered why we haven't heard anything about A? Word is the cold war between our favorite girls is now causing frost bites with each one marking his territory.
Kane has claimed Ortigas as his kingdom, while Arlan rules Malate with an iron fist. And if you happen to be caught on the wrong side at the wrong time … well, things might just get nasty.
Arlan and I last spoke to each other in May. He ignored all my calls and messages and vanished out of my life. My friendship with Vackie is also splintering. We no longer see each other often, no longer talk to each other every day like we used to.
It took me awhile to be okay. I suppose it's because these people are my best friends, and our relationships have lasted longer than those I had with my lovers. But no matter how strong our bonds; perhaps human relationships by nature are quite fragile.
Two weeks ago
My phone beeped in the middle of the night and woke me up. Messages after messages poured in. I checked the clock and saw it was four in the morning.
"So I'm in a club. A couple just began fighting because I was flirting with one of them but I didn't know he had a boyfriend."
The message was from A. I was groggy and re read the messages again. I was shocked to receive a message from him after all this time. And the way he spoke … why, it's as if nothing happened.
He continued sending messages which were no longer coherent, messages which contained words such as I miss you … and forever … and go with me …
It dawned on me that Arlan was drunk texting me. It was that time of the night, the witching hour. That moment when you're drunk and vulnerable and very prone to text an ex-boyfriend you're missing. Except this time, he was texting his ex-best friend.
A few days ago
"Honey, where are you?" Vackie asked me.
"Hey, kamusta? I'm on my way to Ortigas."
"I'm here in Bed. With Arlan. He was hoping you'll be here. He misses you … you know."
I didn't know what to say. My first initial reaction was: if he really misses me, why didn't he text me? And besides they didn't invite me to go with them, so let them enjoy each other's company. I don't need them.
I took a deep breath. I always want to be polite so I told V to have fun and I'll see him soon.
It was late when we arrived. Gino and I immediately got our drinks and mingled with our friends. I was having fun catching up with people when suddenly, I turned and …
"Honeeyyyy!!!" V shouted and hugged me.
"OMG. Why are you here?" I was taken aback. It was almost, what, 4:30 a.m.?
"Arlan and I went here all the way to see you," he said.
Oh. Okay. So A is here. What do I do?
"Hey ... kamusta?" A said as he approached me.
"I'm ... okay," I slowly answered.
"Can we talk?"
We went outside. I took out my phone. "What's that?" A asked.
"A message. I wrote it to you when you were gone. I never sent it.
Dear A,
My life's a mess now. My relationship with Big is strange; we haven't spoken in months. I don't even know whether we're still pushing through with our plan to meet in April.
I might migrate next year and I don't know whether I can get my company to move me. I don't know which state I'm moving to or what kind of life faces me there. Everything's just so uncertain.
You're gone. Vackie's acting weird. Where are you? Why won't you pick up my calls? Why won't you answer me?
You're supposed to be my best friend. I miss you so much.
Love,
K
I paused after reading it. I have saved the message in my draft folder. I never sent it; I never deleted it either. I don't know why, really.
"Why didn't you send it?" Arlan asked me. "I would have …
"You would have what? Oh come on. You knew why. I sent you hundreds of messages, but you never replied."
"I guess I was just too angry… "
Spotted: Two white flags waving in the sky. Could an Upper East Side peace accord be that far off? So what will it be, K? Truce ... or consequences? We all know one nation can't have two queens.
What happens next ? Only time will tell.
XOXO
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